Life & loss
My thoughts about things that are happening in my life and about life without Mum.
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Our ectopic pregnancy: How I was made to feel defective
Our ectopic pregnancy was one of the most difficult chapters of my life. We had just been told that we were pregnant, only to learn that it was an ectopic pregnancy that had ruptured my fallopian tube. An operation was necessary to save my life. And that's not where the bad news ended.
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The Zöppkesmarkt, emotions and flea market finds
For various reasons, I have been in a funk of late. A successful trip to the Zöppkesmarkt, the annual local antique and flea market, was just what I needed to break out of my funk.
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Happy Mothers’ Day
To all the Mums out there, whatever the circumstances: Happy Mothers' Day and thank you for all you have done for us.
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I finally have a teapot!
Tea with Mum finally has a new teapot! And to go with it, a new recipe for easy cinnamon snails and a new look for our website!
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A baby elephant called Gus
Today Miss M and I went to see the newest member of our local zoo: a 3-day old baby elephant called Gus.
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The bad kind of anniversary
My Mum died two years ago today. It is so hard to believe that so much time has passed and still hurts so much. Yet this blog and taking tea with my Mum have been a big help. And now I have an idea of where we are headed.
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Spring has sprung
It's that wonderful time of year: spring is in full bloom. I even managed to find more than a little magnolia in our neighbourhood.
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What, no teapot?
If you can believe it, I do not own a teapot. I know! Shock! Horror! Right? How can I drink tea with my Mum and write a blog about it if I don’t own a teapot? That’s just not right! My Mum owned several, all lovingly used and shared. Specific teapots were used for specific guests and depending on the number of tea drinkers. Some teapots had themes, some went with particular tea sets. Other teapots were merely for show. My Dad still has the teapot that Mum and I used most often. When Mum passed, most of her teapots were shared among friends and family, so that they could…
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Binge watching
Since my Mum died, I have been on autopilot, just getting through my day but avoiding feeling. Binge watching shows like Queer Eye has helped keep me numb. Now, instead, I am taking tea with Mum and working on this blog. Autopilot is off.
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The Keukenhof overreaction
This is what happened when my husband moved a momento of my trip to the Keukenhof with my Mum, AKA the Keukenhof overreaction
