Swoosh and It’s a Year Later

Hello! Much has happened.

The turtle just turned 13 months old and has started walking today. Of course all the necessary steps before that have also happened. Like rolling, scooting, crawling etc. He’s eating and sleeping through some nights.

The bean is now talking in sentences. This happens in (mostly) Italian, (some) Swiss German, and (we’re told good) Finnish. He also expresses his opinions freely and loudly. Just like a typical almost 3-year-old.

The PhD (perfect husband and dad) obtained a high-profile research grant from the European Union. He’s now plagued with a lot of bureaucracy.

That was for the family, the rest of this probably rambling post will be about me. Me, me, me! 😛

After 15 years, I finally graduated with an MA in English. Yayyyy!

I also started psychotherapy  for my post partum depression. Which began around 4 months after the bean’s birth. It seamlessly became an antenatal depression when I was expecting the turtle. To then stick around for round two of post partum depression with added anxiety. Since January I’m on SSRI (a type of antidepressant). Thanks to these measures, plus a lot of support from basically everybody (but especially PhD), I am now coping again.

Other stuff has also happened. Of course we were traveling. Of course I cooked. And of course I crafted.

But the intention of this post was about something that didn’t happen. Namely I didn’t get back into shape. I had given my jeans one year to fit me again. They decided they’d rather look for a new home. Their loss! 😀

But within the last month five or six people congratulated me for being pregnant again. I am not. After what happened last year, I’m done!

But they do have a point:


Belly 1 year after giving birth – not 3 months pregnant

Ergo, I have to become ActiveAline.

After some research I came across the MuTu system (not an affiliate link). I did the test and found out that I have a 3 finger wide diastasis recti. So starting from today, I am doing the 12 week program. I intend to document my progress here. As one does. So the warning:


Or not. Who knows if I can stick to documenting. I will stick to doing it, though!



Back Home – Looking Back At Summer 2013

I’m back home in Finland! I quite surprised myself by realising I feel this way about Jyväskylä. So I guess PB is right, home is where my wireless is. 😀

But before I got to be here, I went away some more. First, I spent a week with almost my whole family (mum, brother and girlfriend, sister and even my 89 year old granddad!) in a mökki close to here.

Our Super Luxurious Summer Cottage

Our Super Luxurious Summer Cottage

Even though a finnish friend said it wasn’t really a real mökki on account of there being too much comfort. (Seriously, there even was a massage chair!). Here’s what we did that week  (besides taking turns in the massage chair):

Hanging Out Talking

Hanging Out Talking

Swimming - After sauna and also just like that

Swimming – After sauna and also just like that

Böötle - (Swiss German for boating)

Böötle – (Swiss German for boating)

But what we mostly did was this:


Nothing! – (and a little reading)

It was also the first time I experienced white nights, which is strangely surreal and eerily beautiful:

Midnight - At our rented mökki

Midnight at a Finnish Lake

The occasion was my mum’s round birthday. She had invited us to the mökki, so we wanted to give her a very special birthday present. Which was a short trip to St. Petersburg! What a beautiful city! Even PB, who grew up in Rome and is not usually impressed by cities (“they don’t even have a colosseum!”), was astonished. If you ever have the chance, go visit, it’s so worth it! I mean, look:

Beautiful Church - I don't even know if it's a famous one

Beautiful Church – I don’t even know if it’s a famous one

It gets better, look:

Church of the Savior on Blood - Probably the most  Famous church in St. Petersburg

Church of the Savior on Blood – Probably the most Famous church in St. Petersburg

But it’s not only the churches that are impressive, there is of course:

The Hermitage - View from the Neva

The Hermitage – View from the Neva

This city just feels huge. Besides the generous and lavish buildings the broad rivers give it an openness that is lacking in most big cities I’ve visited so far (N.Y. I’m looking at you…). I’m a bit of an architecture fan (hereditary: my mum’s an architect, my dad’s an engineer), so I felt like a kid in a candy store. Especially since the city center seems to consist mostly of buildings from my favourite epochs: baroque, classicism and art nouveau.

Smolny Cathedral - Baroque (only the outsides)

Smolny Cathedral – Baroque (only the outsides, inside it’s classisistic)

Kazan Cathedral - Classisism (or empire)

Kazan Cathedral – Classisism (or Empire Style)

Inside a Candy Store on Nevsky Prospekt - Art Nouveau

Inside a Candy Store on Nevsky Prospekt – Art Nouveau

However, these are all places and buildings you would expect to be grand (religion and commerce tend to be). What kind of suprised me (not really, I got tipped off by a friend beforehand), was this:

The Metro - The red line, specifically

The Metro – The red line, specifically

While comunist architecture is usually too massive for my taste, I was nontheless impressed by this. Compare this to the Roman, Parisian or New Yorkean(?) subway (dirty holes, all of them). The only one that comes slightly close is the one in Stockholm. We spent almost an entire afternoon hopping from station to station, which cost us the whopping amount of 0.60 €.

Me, "little" sister and mum

Here’s us at Pushkinskaya Station – me, “little” sister and mum

We saw much more, and didn’t nearly see all! I will definitely go back (especially since it’s so close and cheap(ish) to go from Helsinki). And I can only repeat: It’s definitely worth a visit, so go! You can visit visum free for 72 hours, if going by ferry (we took St. Peterline, can recommend), so it’s easy as well as close and cheap(ish).

To end this post, a silly picture:

Forever Alone...

Forever Alone…