C’est la vie

Why hello there. I’m Koen. Welcome to our little blog. It’s been quiet over here, isn’t it. Not by choice, but, as the French say, “c’est la vie”.

A couple of weeks ago we had a little miracle. A miracle in the form of a little baby boy. As those of you with kids will confirm, they turn your life upside down.

In our case the chaos rampup started a couple of months before he actually arrived, to get his and our bedroom as ready as possible. After all, you can’t have a baby sleep on a pile of rubble or in a cloud of dust, can you? And as the baby’s room and our room are connected, it’s only logical to tackle both at the same time, isn’t it?

So I tore down ceilings, reinforced the wooden beams in them, put new wiring everywhere, hung a new drywall ceiling, sanded down walls so Chrisje and I could hang the new wallpaper, laid new laminate flooring before we could start the decorating process (I might have skipped a few steps though). Crazy enough, about a month before he was due both rooms were pretty much usable. 95% ready.

Then he arrived, three weeks early.

Somehow I had this image in my head that once he would be here, and the rooms were pretty much finished, I’d be able to work on the blog a bit while looking over him.¬†How mistaken I was… This post for instance, as short as it is, took me nearly a month to complete. Most of the evenings I’m too tired to do anything useful, and the moments I feel energetic, well, those I use for the finishing touches that still aren’t done yet. Preferably finishing those before it gets colder again, and dark by the time I get home from work.

And yet, I wouldn’t want to go back to (half) a year ago. Even though nobody here has had enough sleep for weeks, nor time to finish anything, nor even energy to just start something, I don’t want to go back.

You read that right. No. Going. Back. Just look at him.


In short: we are still very much alive (although a little less kicking for now). You can expect to hear more from me, the story hasn’t ended yet.