1 July

It’s been three days in a row that I woke up before 5 a.m. I did could have go back to bed and have another nap but I didn’t want to. Things are on my mind. And it’s 1st July.

It’s always like this…

The 1st of whatever, Mondays, 1st days of the month, 1st day of the year. You feel like you have to make a change, a restart. Right now, I like to change my diet.

Since the COVID-19 began, I have been slowly and slowly putting on weight. I would very much like to go back to the body I know, which is at least 10 kilos minus.

As I love to cook and to try, it’s never easy for me to lose weight, not to mention now I have two kids, which means carbs and sweets would always be within the reach distance. I’m not saying here that carbs is the devil, but in order to lose weight (specially fat), you have to keep the carbs down. It’s just my personal experience. Look back when I first came to Iceland, I weight almost as much I do today. I successfully lose 10 kilos by keeping carbs and added sugar at bay! I hardly ate any bread and pasta at that time, and NEVER chocolate or ice-cream.

The reason I like to change the diet now is because my husband was diagnosis type 2 diabetes. So we have to act on that before it’s too late. Therefore I’m thinking why not do a low carbs high fat together?

It would not be easy, but being healthy is much more important than anything else.

I’ve been reading this book recently. It’s not as strict as ketosis diet, where no fruit and starchy vegetables are allowed. It’s much more adaptable, yet could be a good start kicker.

So let’s embrace the LCHF lifestyle from today!

July 1, 2021 by Mad margarita Categories: Things i don't know what to callTags: Food, lchf, lifestyle Leave a comment

To Edda

I suddenly have a feeling write something to the unborn child. It’s kind a taboo to announce the name before the birth of the child, in case anything could happen…

However this time it’s different. Before we knew the sex of our first child, my husband wanted a girl, and the name would be Edda, same as her mother. In Iceland or old Norse, Edda means “saga”(history, story) or “poetry”. A simple yet beautiful name.

To my little Edda

I’m so blissful to have you inside me,

Feeling warm, loving and blessing.

I can feel your kicks –

Your desire to see this wonderful world,

I wish to give you in times to come,

Happiness, wisdom,

And a life filled with fun,

To explore all adventures of your curious mind.

Proud of you I am,

I give you all the strength you need,

From now on, you are my Yang and

I am your Ying.

Love,

Mom

Good night

22:19

October 23, 2018July 1, 2021 by Mad margarita Categories: MotherhoodTags: life, love, Motherhood, poetry 1 Comment

19 weeks and 2 days

This is the kidney, ah these are the arms, oh you see the beating heart? We can see the brain clearly, and the legs, you see they are crossed! Like a real lady! …

As the midwife explained everything in detail, looking at the big scan screen, my heart is beating fast. Such a magic, such a wonderful feeling, I’m so blessed and feel fulfilled . I can’t wait to know the gender.

As our first baby was a boy, we wished the second one to be a girl. And would life be so perfect to us ?

And the answer is YES. Even though the midwife is not 100% sure, since you could never be sure until the baby is in your arms.

A happy baby has shining eyes. It walks open hearted into the world and spreads magic.

– Sigrid Leo

October 22, 2018 by Mad margarita Categories: MotherhoodTags: life, love, Motherhood Leave a comment

Soon soon soon

In two days, we are off to Shanghai, my home town. I haven’t been back myself for almost 4 years. And it’s the first time that my husband and Biggi go to China. I’m both excited and a bit concerned. Biggi has been have flu for the last week, even though the doctor confirmed that there’s no bacterial infection yet, the air in Shanghai is not as pure as in Iceland and the 10-hour-flight… After thinking back and forth, I decided that we still go. It will be more difficult for us to go with two babies next year and we have planned everything, it’d be a shame if we miss the opportunity.

Talking about excitement, I will go for a gender scan this afternoon. It’s really like go for a loto, a girl or another boy? Even though both are perfect, it would be more perfect if it’s a girl. And we even thought about the name, the same as my husband’s mother. However it would also be fun to think about a name for baby boy, I really like the name like Raphël, Leó, Viktor and another very Icelandic name Vilhjálmur (meaning “willing to protect and to help” similar to the name “Birgir”). As long as the baby is healthy, we don’t really care the gender, cause it’s the most amazing, beautiful and pure creature (if I may use the word) in the whole planet!

Meanwhile I’m writing this post, I have a vegan carrot cake baking in the oven. As I mentioned in the last post, I decided to eat plant-based whole food as far as I can. Since I’m living a family life, and there’s no way to change my husband’s diet, I’m not going to say absolutely no to meat and fish. But I’ll try to avoid if I can. The recipe I followed this time was from Oh She Glows . There’re bunch of nutrition rich items in this recipe, like spelt flour, walnut, flax seed, coconut oil, just to mention a few, instead of maple syrup, I replaced with a ripe banana, and almond milk for coconut milk.

I also started watching a documentary called “In Defence of Food“, in which Dr. Michael Pollan pointed out one thing that I’ve never thought about before. He mentioned that so called “nutritionist” is misleading us, food is simple, but the content of food – nutrition, is a science. Because most of us are not scientist, therefore, we reply on what the expert tells us, what is bad and what is good. It’s almost like a religion. All kinds of diet out the market, they all have a title and the so-called “nutritionist” behind them. He conclude how we should all be eating in few words “EAT FOOD, NOT MUCH, MOSTLY PLANT”. I think this is very honestly saying and very true. We should look into what nature offers us, avoid processed food, even though they taste good (because of sugar and fat). Because when we eat, we are not only eating food, but feeding our soul and gene.

 

 

October 22, 2018 by Mad margarita Categories: Book, Food, Life styleTags: Food, plantbased, recipe, vegan Leave a comment

Back to the game

It’s been a while, almost a year, since I wrote my last post. Biggi is now one and half year old, always happy and healthy. Until recently, he got cold (only one week before we depart to China). Hope he will get better soon. We don’t want to rush to give him any medication yet, however if things not turning any better, we will take him to the hospital over the weekend.

Another wonderful news is that I’m pregnant again, 18 weeks and 5 days now. I can’t wait until next Monday to have the gender scan. Biggi has brought me a lot of joy and fun, I’m learning with him everyday. He’s naught, curious, daring, sweet … a truly sunshine in my life.

By chance, I bumped into the documentary “Food Choice” again last night. The first time I saw it was almost four years ago. I don’t know if I could 100% be plant-based because of my family. But I think I would do as far as my power could reach. As I mentioned in past posts, I’m struggling with BED (binge eating disorder). This monster knocks on my door now and then. I sometimes wonder if plant-based diet could be the cure. Well let’s see…

Let’s call today is the Day-1.

Anyhow, I’m glad to be back, not for other reasons, it’s for myself. A place I feel free to talk about anything and nothing.

Have a nice day!

October 18, 2018 by Mad margarita Categories: Food, Life styleTags: health, Motherhood, plantbased Leave a comment

This is magic !

At 5:51 pm, 23rd February 2017, came the most magic moment in my life.

I brought a healthy, beautiful life to this world, I became a mother.

Everything happened so fast that I didn’t even have time to think. Around 10am on the 23rd February, I started feeling contraction, I thought it was nothing serious since my due day was a week later. I didn’t pay too much attention to it, I tried to go to the hop top, go to the massage chair, do some yoga, listened some soothing music to distract me. It didn’t work! The contraction became stronger and more frequent.

I called my husband around 2pm. telling him that I would not be able to go to the concert tonight since I was not feeling well. I tried to lay down on the sofa, the contraction came every 5 – 10 minutes. Now I think back, this was the difficult part of all. This is kind of the pain that tear you apart, and turn your stomach up side down. Yet it was beautiful, the loving waves that pushed the baby closer and closer to you.

The water broke around 4.30pm, until then, I noticed that I’m going to give birth. We rushed to the hospital, which is about 10 minutes drive. It was a beautiful day, sun was shining, very calm, no wind, I feel the warmth of the sun shining on my face, with the contraction, I know the time has came.

When we arrived the hospital, as soon as I walked out of the car, the rest of the water broke, I didn’t know quite what to do, but let the body do whatever it feels like. The midwife was a very young lady, probably my age or even younger. She checked me, it was opened 7cm, she said it had to open 10cm then the baby could come out.

I immediately feel the rush, I pushed and it feels good. My husband was on my left, holding my hand, the midwife on the other side, I tried to hold her hand too. Because at that moment, you really need a strong hand to hold and you need to scream and breath. I remembered the yoga breath, I did couple of times and I screamed loud.

The baby came out after 3, 4 pushes, it was not difficult. I only felt a warm flow out of my body and immediately my husband put him on my belly, he started to cry and cry and cry. It was so beautiful. I hold him and thought “oh my god, that’s it”.

After only couple of minutes, I started to breastfeeding him.

I didn’t sleep at all the first night, I was overwhelmed with joy and grace. He was on my belly the whole night, he was so small and so beautiful.

Even today, after two weeks, I’m still digesting the fact that I’m a mother now. Things have changed for us. A family life it is, with a crying baby and everything.

Life is very good to us, we feel so lucky !

Welcome to this world, Birgir Lárusson.

March 12, 2017 by Mad margarita Categories: Motherhood, Things i don't know what to callTags: family, life, Motherhood 2 Comments

39 weeks

I don’t know weather it’s my mind or it’s truly happening, when I waked up this morning, I could feel waves of “fake”contractions. I can feel the head of the baby has already down at the cervix.

It’s only 10 days until due day. Technically speaking, the baby could come any time now. It’s so exciting just to imagine there’ll be another person in our life, all the joys he will be bringing.

This time, four years ago, I was still sitting on the 90th floors of Jin Mao Tower in Shanghai, wondering which path I should take.

Life reserves us a lot of surprises. You just have to follow your heart and be patient.

February 23, 2017 by Mad margarita Categories: MotherhoodTags: lifestyle, Motherhood 2 Comments