Same boat, etc.

I wrote yesterday’s post in the most horrible circumstances. We had arranged to meet up with Dutch friends with kids the same age as ours (under 3 and under 1). The location would be some kind of camping farm, or whatever. When we arrived yesterday evening, I brought the kids to bed, and this turnedContinue reading “Same boat, etc.”

Bottomless pit

Two sick kids beaming out vomit in every direction. That’s more or less what our last 24 hours looked like. Or well, more for Heike than for me – this time. After the week of projectile vomiting around Christmas, I’ve had my vomit baptism multiple times over. This time, work saved me. Yesterday I cameContinue reading “Bottomless pit”

Moms have it easy*

Being a dad can be a miserable job. For at least three months in the early child’s life, you’re plain useless, no matter how hard you try. The child will not acknowledge your existence, except in the form of unstoppable baby cries that are heartbreaking and adorable at the same time. And at various timesContinue reading “Moms have it easy*”

Imposter parenting

This post was half triggered by a couple of posts I read yesterday about imposter syndrome. It’s also triggered by the events of this particular day… I’ve been a father to a beautiful son for almost three years, and he was joined by an awesome little sister almost a year ago. These two little tadpolesContinue reading “Imposter parenting”

Do we really look that weak?

“No, you better go back, take your car, and drive there instead,” the lady told us. “Walking there is too much, especially with kids.” We were a bit perplexed by this advice from the lady that occupied the entrance register of Krka NP. We were all geared up, toddler in the backpack, baby in theContinue reading “Do we really look that weak?”

That’s my boy!

I know I had it coming. For about a week long, our trip has been amazing, and the the kiddos behaved like two little angels. Last night, the huge amount of impulses landed in those little brains over the course of the past week, simply had become too much for our son Rafa. We alreadyContinue reading “That’s my boy!”

About yesterday…

I wrote in yesterday’s post how parenting made my perfectionism very palpable. I described several situations where certain playful activities with my son elicited an almost visceral response to my perfectionist soul – regardless how much I enjoy the activities themselves. I think the concept was easy to follow, but I had nothing to illustrateContinue reading “About yesterday…”

Curb the perfectionism

I never saw myself as a perfectionist. I always thought I was perfectly fine with mediocre, but if there’s one thing that almost three years of parenthood has taught me, it’s that I am a perfectionist. And not just that. I’m hardcore perfectionist. And the feeling seems to only become stronger – or present withContinue reading “Curb the perfectionism”

A solid nine

After one and a half week away from home and sleeping in Airbnb’s and hotels, I finally arrived back home. I love traveling, I love seeing new places, but I also love sleeping in my own bed. Perhaps that’s why I love my campervan so much. At least I bring my own bed with meContinue reading “A solid nine”

Last week in office

This week will kind of be my last week in office, and I will not be around for awhile after. Next week I have an annual consortium meeting of the DFG FOR3000 Chemodiversity Research Unit that I have been involved in over the past two years. For the first time since a very long time,Continue reading “Last week in office”