This week, I learned that…
- or more accurately, remembered what Braxton-Hicks contractions feel like – urgh
- a toddler’s night terrors are pretty upsetting for a parent to witness (and I only hope that Little O doesn’t know/remember that he has them)
- my shopping time has now been shortened to 60 minutes max
- one way to brighten up a cold (-8 degrees – brrrr!) Stockholm Monday morning is to research Italian holiday villas – roll on June and sunshine!
In brief: English, living in Sweden, with my Swedish/Hungarian husband and our sons, Little O and Baby E, and trying to juggle all the different aspects of my new life - the me I was before, the me I am now and the me that I would like to be (which I imagine fondly as some ideal combination of the first two...). 
