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Tuesday, January 31, 2012

How it took 1GBP to save three people from going insane

Sleep is NOT overrated! And those who tell me that they can jog and smile a whole day after having only a couple of hours of sleep should...get a kid!

In the past month Sami underwent an unbelievable transformation. From being the Christmas Monster who showered us with tantrums and whining most of the holiday season, he became the angel of joy, love and obedience in the new year. It's like we got our new year's gift right after dancing the old year away. It almost felt as if letting him dance with us on that night until he dropped, cured him of all insanity. But the new sigh of relief didn't exactly come without a price. The day tantrums were exchanged for night clingyness and midnight terrors - for us!

It all began with our natural desire to hug him in bed while he was going to sleep, as we so obsessed about our love for the new kid. He seemed to like it too and the reverse effect slapped us in the face like a slingshot. Soon we couldn't free ourselves from his night grip. The cries began as soon as we left the room and lasted for hours. 'Don't go, keep hugging me!' As soon as I found myself reaching out for the bottle with trembling hands, I realized that something was wrong again. So instead we went back digging for the earplugs again. As once more, it was time to Ferberize!

Of course, our hairs started loosing their color and our teeth started falling off again from grinding, I could collect berries in the bags under my eyes and the neighbors' kids were running away as soon as they saw my messy red-eyed face in the building. I was doing just fine. As in addition to the bedtime insanity, the midnight screams appeared. I swear, alkA timed it to exactly 2:12am every night. The first night we went terrified, to see what was happening to him, thinking he had fallen off the bed. But as it turned out, he wanted a banana!

And then, my dear wife had a brilliant idea again, as she in her creativity has been unsurpassed in my opinion. 'Let's see what happens if we leave the light on in the hallway'. And there it was: the light switch became connected through some sort of a WiFi connection to Sami's brain, as by switching it on, the crying stopped. If we only dares switch it off, there it began again. But better yet, with our endless attempts to be as green as possible, we found a nightlight today at the Pound shop! And Sami got his chance to show creativity and customize it with his favorite stickers! Voila! Now it's quiet and I can think again. He is staring with love into his mesmerizing little light on the wall and dreaming the night away with his favorite cars.

And we can finally rest...! Good night!

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Adding More Faces and Colo(u)rs!

I am on fire today!

It's been one of those days when my fingers really itch for action. Sadly, Sami built his towers and played with his cars with less help from daddy, but I'm sure I'll make up for it.

Until now I tried to modify the additional pages on my blog, to be a bit more interest-directed but to no avail. Blogspot is quite rigid on page modification and adding more posts to new pages. So, I took the long route and now you can experience my blog bunch all at the same place, with a similar design.

I thought that as much as this 'Bright side' defines me, my fatherhood, my love, my inspiration and my contemplations, so do my love for music, my need for advice as an emigrant and my better-hidden thoughts.

So, once again, without further adue, here's my NEW blog!

In Music I will post about music news, experiences and finds in the world of underground music that I've been delving in for the past 20 years.

In Emigrants' Life I invite you all to join in and send me posts from ALL AROUND THE WORLD!

(Особено на българските си читатели искам да предложа да погаме един на друг и на хората около нас, с най-различни съвети идеи и описания на живота по света, та чак то прозаични неща от рода на това къде да си купим лютеница в Mюнхен, Манчестър или Мелбърн. Ще поставям адекватни лейбъли на всеки пост, за да може да се ориентират всички малко по-лесно. Дано можем да направим живота си по-лесен, весел и полезен.)

In The Dark Side I will include the thoughts that always bothered me, when included in this blog. The things, related to my more depressive, angry and unsettled self.

I hope you will enjoy, read, participate and become an even bigger part of the life of the three emigrants!

Love,

S.










Monday, January 16, 2012

Demigods

There is so much beauty in the omnipotence! In the few short years when kids think that Mom and Dad are some mystical Gods and assign all power, knowledge and capabilities to them, parents can really reap the benefits of all the sleepless nights, junk-covered floors and broken gadgets. I experience this feeling every day now and can't help but believe a tiny speck in my own super-powers.

Broken toys? I fix them.
Hurt elbow? I kiss it.
Coughs and sneezes? Mom has just the right tools.
Bored? Dad has a bag full of foolish tricks to make Sami laugh.
Scared? Like from watching the horror movie Lord of the Rings for example? Mom will hug you and the monsters immediately become as timid as elves.

And so we breathe these minutes with full breaths, for we know that before we wake up, the little cuddly, curious, trusting, loving creature will be a relentless teenager, just like the ones we used to be.


Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Who is the Scariest?


...no wonder dinosaurs got extinct...

Monday, January 9, 2012

Finish > > > > > > > > > > > Start


The sleep is a kid,
The washes are dished,
The cleaned is house,
The done is laundry.

It’s time about
I feet my lifts up
And ask:
Why feel it does
That we things always do
In order the wrong?

We jobs had,
Then we school to went.
We money had,
Then we school to went.
We baby a had,
Then we school to went.

We home a had,
Then we rent to went.
We cars had,
We feeted them for our switch.
We  security had,
For switched we madness it.

Our wiser is kid than us!
!snottuBnimajneBerAeWknihTI
!rehtOhcaEdevoLeWerofeBrehtOhcaEdevoLeWtsaeLtA


Sunday, January 1, 2012

2012

I have to admit - things really weren't looking up here in Gloomington towards the end of 2011. And this time I'm not only talking about the weather. Our celebration plans and ideas were shrinking just like the availability of our scarce friends.

At first we thought we'd be invited to Sami's best friends' house. I wonder what could have given us that idea...aah, yes - the fact that we were invited there...at least until Dec 30th, when we called to check what was the plan and they told us that we're invited early, as they didn't want to stay up late. What? I was under the impression that on New Year's Eve you are supposed to wait until midnight. I wonder that gave me that idea. So, naturally, we cancelled and decided to use our organizational skills and swiftly make our own party.

We pulled out a piece of paper and started writing down our long 'friends' list. Ok, so sadly one of the couples were in Thailand, but there's plenty more. Right? Yes. The other couple - C's not feeling well, she'll stay at home and T. wants to go out. Hmm. ok. Now we're left with the couple of which we only know half, but what the hell - we invited them. Nope, they already had plans. And apart from all of our imaginary friends, all of whom attended, on the 31st we were left to our own resources. The three of us. So, naturally, my mood sank a bit, as I am just so used to the biggest parties on that day.

But then the New Year's miracle happened! It turned out that we didn't need anyone. Yes, it did take an amazing dinner of salmon with a special anchovi/rosemary sauce, a broccoli and Gorgonzola salad and some wine, but then and there we transformed our living room into a dance floor and dropped all of our concerns, worries and prejudices. Sami was unbelievably excited to be allowed to do everything - yes, everything he wanted to - climb on the tables, jump on the couches, throw pillows at us and most of all - dance, dance, dance! The music was so loud and powerful that it filled us with energy and the three of us just danced relentlessly.

The 'HAPPY' was unleashed and ruled our little party until 11, when (3 hours later than his usual bed-time) the little one and all the imaginary friends chose to go to bed. And I must admit - laying there in his dark room, telling him a bed time story, I barely managed to pull myself out of the swamp of dreams. But thankfully, in the other room was still ultra loud and helped me stagger out of my son's room (I just don't know how he managed to start snoring five minutes later).

Alex was dancing in front of the window and I lay on the couch. Was that it for me? I made one more effort to dance just 40 more minutes. And that was when the music grabbed us both and carried us right to our happiest place! It was a magical moment of meeting 2012 with Champagne and love!

Yes, this was the Happiest New Year's Eve ever! It turned out that all I needed was my best friends - alkA and Sami!

Hope you all spend 2012 with the right people and in the right place, for this is how magic happens!

Cheers