Liv Hambrett

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Life in Kiel

From 2 to 3

Time seems to be simultaneously flying and crawling, or, at various intervals, coming to a complete stand still before long-jumping over whole weeks. Somehow, it’s early July. Kieler Woche is over, the season of summer is cruising along instead of being a promise just around the corner, SG’S birthday has come and gone, my parents are due in town in two weeks, and we’re a month out from this baby getting here. Sometimes, just sometimes, we say, ‘can you believe she’s almost here? Wasn’t it just yesterday we were telling people in Sydney?’ But most times, we say, ‘could she please hurry up and get here’ because by this point it feels like she’s already celebrated her second birthday in there. I don’t ever recall a time I actually wore pants with a button. Or got off the couch with any shred of elegance.

People often say to you, before the baby gets here, ‘enjoy the time. Get some sleep. Enjoy it being just the two of you.’ So, in in between the waiting and the impatience and the daydreaming of ‘what is she going to be like?’ (and the doctor’s appointments and bureaucratic appointments and the final birth preparation class and getting things done like, you know, her room and car seat installed) there are pockets of time in which it’s just us two and it’s quiet in a manner it won’t be for a long, long time.

But even these pockets of time, quiet and lovely and enjoyed as they are, are laced with this Christmas Eve type anticipation. These moments of just the two of us are thoroughly attended by the third one of us. Watching Wimbledon, I outline my plans for coaching her to Grand Slam glory. Watching the soap box racing last weekend, SG said if they build one together, he’ll put an engine in her soap box car – which revealed a hitherto excellently concealed competitive streak I never knew he possessed. Obviously I put the kybosh on the engine in the soap box, similarly to how he warns me she may not want to play tennis (Häää?). Going for walks, we look out for playgrounds, comment on routes to take when she is here and ensconced in her pram. Cramming in our final degustation menu at the International Food Market, we discussed how next year there’ll be a ten month old in tow, and how she’ll have to try the lamb snags from the Australian stall. She isn’t here, but she is.

The time we are enjoying as just the two of us is enjoyed even more so because we know that soon, all things as they should be, it will be the three of us.

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  1. Karin@yumandmore

    4 July, 2014 at 10:46 am

    Isn’t it glorious! All the best for counting down xox

    1. Liv

      4 July, 2014 at 10:50 am

      It is absolutely glorious – this time of ‘just the two of us’ is made more fun by talking about the third one hahaha. I think that’s what we are enjoying most of all, the imagining and anticipation. xxx

    1. Liv

      6 July, 2014 at 10:30 am

      Thank you so much x

  2. Lutz Mowinski

    4 July, 2014 at 5:58 pm

    That was beautiful to read 🙂

    1. Liv

      6 July, 2014 at 10:29 am

      Thank you, Lutz. The anticipation is very, very high!

  3. alliedow

    5 July, 2014 at 11:03 am

    Beautiful! Very exciting time for you both, and when she’s here, you’ll never know how you considered life so complete without her. Many well wishes from us down here in Bavaria!

    1. Liv

      6 July, 2014 at 10:28 am

      Thank you my love. Cannot wait for her and O to meet xx

  4. Dusk Devi Gold

    7 July, 2014 at 3:31 pm

    SO excited and happy for you honey! Oh my gosh… this is all just so wonderful and strange! xx

    1. Liv

      13 July, 2014 at 8:44 am

      Isn’t it! Stuck in that suspension of time now, where we are both just waiting and ready to crack on with it and see what the next phase is all about!xx

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