Children and motherhood are the subjects du jour in Norway these days. Women are told we aren’t having enough of them, and that we need to have a lot more babies if we want to keep the country running. We are told to embrace motherhood in order to save the economy and the motherland. I’m not going to throw my two cents into that particular debate, as my feelings have already been expressed by people far more eloquent than me, but I would still like to share a few thoughts on the subjects of kids.
Now that I have celebrated my thirty-third birthday I thought it was time to share some of my deep and profound old lady wisdom.
I sometimes try to explain depression to people who have no personal experience with it whatsoever. Not often, but it happens. I feel like I did a decent job in my «On Depression» blog post back in the day, but I recently found a new way to describe it that I think might be understandable.
Or, well, actually, four. Let me explain.
This is the draft of a blog post that I have kept in the notes app on my iMac for a year but never posted. I recently stumbled across it again, and although it is unfinished I feel like it is good enough to post. It ends rather abruptly, but I felt like it would be wrong to add an ending to it an entire year later. I hope you still find it worth reading.
A while back I was approached by a journalist who was going to write a small piece about minimalism and consumption habits for OBOS magazine here in Norway. Naturally it was shortened quite a bit when it ended up in print, so I thought it might be fun to publish my full original answers here.