Our homemade, patchwork baby blanket…
To remind myself that this family expansion phase didn’t start yesterday, I’m getting a bit nostalgic about this baby blanket—designed last year, materials bought in spring, and finished in November. It’s a patchwork one I dreamed up (though Ruben helped pick the fabrics as long as his patience lasted), with every tiny detail meticulously planned before execution. And in such a tentative way that I did every measurement, cut, and stitch by hand myself, a little (or a lot) each day, over months!
The best parts were made in the afternoons. After cooking lunch and Rú getting home from school so we could eat together, then post-lunch we’d snuggle on the couch for a few episodes of The Office (some of the most beautiful periods of my life are these afternoon Office sessions), with my increasingly huge belly and the rags of the current phase, stitching away for hours sometimes with needles and thread. And that’s when we’d always think of something to chat about, or Rú would tuck me in and I’d fall asleep right away, or I’d just sew while we watched the show until Ruben found something better to do.
So this baby blanket holds months of planning and excitement about whether we could even wait for this baby anymore. It holds the curiosity about what it’ll be like when they arrive, the movie-marathon cuddly afternoons, the numb fingers, and the little sigh of the final knot-tying. Now, freshly washed and ironed again, folded neatly for the umpteenth time, it sits on top of the hospital bag, counting down to departure.
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Welcome to our little virtual corner! I’m a single mother raising my wonderful son, Ruben, who has grown into a remarkable teenager. For years, I was the sole breadwinner as a Krav Maga instructor, balancing the challenges of parenthood and work on my own. When Ruben started kindergarten, I embarked on a new journey by studying healthcare management at Semmelweis University, specializing in health tourism management. After graduating, I began working in my field and experienced firsthand the tragic impact of the COVID-19 pandemic while serving as a healthcare manager in a state hospital. As the pandemic subsided, I transitioned into private healthcare, where I currently work as a practice manager. Meanwhile, our family moved from a small town to Vác, a charming historic Danube riverside city near Budapest. Later, I took on a new role at the Department of Health within the Ministry of Interior, continuing my journey in the healthcare field from a different perspective. Life has also grown in beautiful new ways: a wonderful partner has brought fresh energy and warmth into what was once just me and Rú—now we’re a family of three. Here, we embrace the everyday moments and joys of life together. If you want to hear more stories about us, you’re warmly invited to visit the original Daysonpaper blog at S&Ru’s Diary on daysonpaper.blog.hu. So I decided to try living for a year on an international stage and see if there are other mothers in similar shoes for whom this diary could be a support on the harder days—just as it has been a support for me when I was able to look beyond the difficulties and sincerely believe in my own strength. Thank you for stopping by!
