#covid make you think. Not the piece of virus, that is not often dennis, nor am I 'afraid' of it. Well, I see and hear more and more, which makes me think, “I'm going to write something.”.


I'm sure everyone has those moments when you sit on the couch staring out in front of you, on the background you hear squabbling kids, playing dogs, the washing machine that makes a crazy sound because there's probably something in it that doesn't belong in it, a stack of dishes that's on the counter and patiently wait for it to be washed. That nagging headache is fluttering around in your head.
You fancy your cup of coffee, but you have to lift yourself off the couch to put your cup under your machine and put a cup in it to get your daily dose of caffeine on arrow.

Food! Sigh, what are we supposed to eat tonight? This is also a challenge of the day. Because not everyone likes everything it is actually a kind of habit that I take that into account, and so, whether to cook two jars or serve something extra so that it is eaten anyway. Ever since I became Mom, my cooking lust has shrunk. This has several factors, but the biggest one is my energy level. It takes the necessary effort to prepare it and if it is eaten with struggles and reluctantly I am already emotionally ready.

My kitchen now in this house is not pleasant to work on and in. I have little storage space, workspace is also challenging, and the fridge and dishwasher stand in the pantry. Now after 4 years of living in our farm, we are converting our part into a kitchen. Since 4 days we have ordered our new kitchen. And you already guess? I have super workspace, storage space, my dishwasher, sink, hob, oven and refrigerator in one turn and move. I hope and wish (assume) that then my cooking pleasure will come back gently.

Now it's Sunday morning. In this #covid time a Sunday when I'm 'free'. Because since January I am active as a first aid person at the vaccination street of the gggd.
I, together with a colleague from the red-cross, are allowed to observe the vaccinated. It started out as a volunteer, but since March this is a paid service. I really like this to do. I as a (originally) catering animal love to talk to people. And if it is necessary to come into action to help. I hear you think, “so much is happening? 'no hear! What I've been through so far is totally non-vaccination related.
It's so grateful to be standing there.. The stories you hear from the visitors/vaccinated. I met a gentleman of 102 years, who brought his daughter as guidance, his daughter was 76. Both live independently and cook themselves every day. Also a gentleman who told us that he participated in the Elfstedentocht in 1954. You can imagine that my colleague and I have been happy to listen to that story. We also get stories of people who are childless, and meanwhile man/woman free. That at the age of 80/90 they are quite alone. Then you see a little bit of loneliness varied in the eyes, but also the gratitude that you have a conversation for a few minutes and possibly escort them to their taxi, or even their car that they can and can drive themselves.

Besides my first aid work, I'm a masseuse. In 2013 I was retrained. Because again because I became a mother, I could not put my love, soul and salvation into my work as a ladybartender. Until 2020 I have done a nice cocktail job every now and then. But now it's really ready!
Now it's time to grow as a masseuse. I have a nice studio at home. For me it is a studio and not a practice because it is pure relaxation massage. I have different massage styles, think of Lomi Lomi, hotstone, cupping, children's massage and very soon also pregnancy massage. Muscles Mary already has a nice regular clientele. Some come weekly or monthly. This is really very grateful, and gives me confirmation that I have made a good decision here to retrain. Yes, even now in the covid time I notice with my massage participants that there is more muscle tension. There are more complaints. How come this? I'm not a doctor, not a psychologist, not an expert, but my feeling goes out that there is no or little relaxation in everyday life. Our exhaust valve is not there or less. The many stories are “I miss going out to dinner, my card night is not there, my children are more irritable and therefore myself too.”. And so I can mention so much more.
Yes, I also notice this. I myself also have more physical complaints. The 'charging' is less, you have to come from far to charge. Maybe that's why again the piece 'not have fun in....'
For me, massaging is a piece that gives me energy.. When touched, make oxytocin. Not only the recipient, but myself. I'll tell you a little bit more about why this is so good, something with lucky hormone 😉.

Being a mommy is a gift. Because let's face it, unfortunately it is not self-evident to be able to become pregnant.
Happiness has been with me, because I have two beautiful daughters. In previous stories I have paid attention to that. However, I would like to say a little more about it now.

'At every birth, a mother is born'. This is a verdict that I fully support. Twice, a mother was born with me. Twice, I've had feelings I didn't know existed!
My eldest daughter will be 11. What's she getting big, what's she already struggling with herself. She has all his own will that she won't step off. And that's good of her, but not always easy for me/us. The age has come when she wears my clothes. Mainly it's my sweaters I've lost.

She got a new bike for her birthday. It's just already an adult women's bike. This while she is short to 5 cm smaller than I am. She wants zoooo to go to school with her bike, but my mom's heart is kind of running away at the mind. We live on a canal where there is no bike path and cars have a best course as they race past. Yet that day is getting closer to letting go. I am also convinced that in a residential area there is also a madman driving and not everything is seen. After 21 April she can go to school by bike. 🤕

Op 21 juni word onze jongste dame al weer 10. So we have two teenagers in the house. She goes to special education. This is 18 km away, so a bike ride to school is NOT in. Yeah, I'm happy about that..
This does give battle. Also because daughter 1 has many girlfriends and daughter 2 after enough not. She is very sociable, but has a rather spicy character. This challenging character is the common thread here at home. From the day she was born, we have had a challenge with her behavior. We are in the weather every day to make it a good day.

Now in covid times, the tension arc of all of us is a little tighter. This is not very. We try to do a lot of things to be able to charge. Every day is a search, because what went well yesterday is not going. But every night when I come to my girls when they sleep, to tell them Truste, you feel pure happiness and #prouousness ! Then you forget you broke up with concern. That you were blowing steam out of your ears because they had a fight for the 20th time because, whatever the reason is. The extreme #emotions then you are back in balance, and are calm.

Now we're four of us to the KFC get a thick milkshake with whipped cream and a burger.


Happy day.