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ABOUT US

Hello and welcome to this page!

Here I want to share a glimpse into our everyday life, chaotic, fun, sometimes exhausting and always full of life.

We are my two wonderful daughters, 14 and 16, and me. Together we are an unbeatable mother daughter trio who lovingly call ourselves the Gilmore Girls.

Why?

Because our life is a mix of coffee, fast conversations, slightly absurd discussions and the constant question of what we are going to eat next.

And honestly, what better way to begin than with a completely normal and slightly crazy day from our lives?

So get ready, because here comes a typical day with us. 💛

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A completely normal crazy day –
with two teenage daughters, a cat and chaos!

5:30 a.m. – Why so early?

The alarm clock rings. I briefly consider pretending to be dead. But that doesn't work, because the cat has a built-in early warning system for "people who are about to get up" and loudly stomps all over my face.

A subtle hint that her food bowl is scandalously empty, even though there's always dry food available. But our kitten is just spoiled.

6:00 a.m. – Coffee and silence – the best moment of the day

With my first cup of coffee, I enjoy exactly 10 minutes of peace and quiet before the chaos begins. During this time, I could theoretically meditate, catch up on the news, or sort out my thoughts.

Instead, I scroll through my phone because at this time of day my brain is only capable of handling Instagram and cat videos.

7:00 a.m. – Daughter number two rises from the depths of the bedcovers

My younger daughter actually gets out of bed by herself. I'm proud. She mumbles a "morning," which is more of a sound than a conversation, and shuffles towards the bathroom.

She stays there seemingly forever. I remember my own teenage years and let her be. At least she's awake.

7:20 a.m. – I'm trying to keep our apartment from descending into chaos.

Between feeding the cats, checking the lunchbox ("No, you can't just take one bar of chocolate!") and collecting mysterious piles of clothes that suddenly appear everywhere, I try to leave the household in a reasonably stable state.

7:25 a.m. – Daughter number one awakens from coma

I'm using the word "get up" loosely here. Actually, I pull the covers off her and say...

"YOU HAVE TO GO NOW!" She mutters something unintelligible (probably a curse on me) and staggers towards the bathroom. Meanwhile, the cat is standing in the kitchen, acting as if she hasn't been fed in days.

7:40 a.m. - 7:45 a.m. - The daily struggle for school

After endless back and forth about when we should finally leave the house – 7:41 a.m. or 7:43 a.m. – we somehow manage to make some progress. Both daughters argue passionately, even though they really don't want to go to school at all. Eventually, I grab their school bags, gently push them towards the door, and the debate ends. We finally set off – reluctantly, but at least we're off.

8:10 a.m. – I disappear into the office

Finally, I'm in the car, drinking my second coffee – at least in my mind – and wondering if I should perhaps cap off the day with a salary negotiation. The to-do list is already waiting, but for the moment I'm enjoying the brief respite from the chaos of school and the daily grind at the office. A deep breath before the next commotion begins.

9:00 AM - 4:30 PM – Daily office life (with less chaos, but just as much drama)

Emails, meetings, to-do lists – my day is packed.

While I'm doing highly professional things (or pretending I have everything under control), messages start trickling into the Gilmore Girls group:

 

  • "Mom, have you seen my charging cable?"

  • “We have no more bread.”

  • "Can I order something online?" (Spoiler: It won't be cheap.)

5:00 PM – Homecoming and hungry crowd

I come home and am greeted by two hungry teenagers and a reproachful cat.

While my daughters inspect the fridge and discover that it contains nothing edible (i.e., no pre-made pizza or chips), I decide whether I should just get back in the car and head back to the office.

6:00 PM – Shopping with discussions

Shopping with two teenagers is like a reality show. I want fruit and vegetables, they want energy drinks and sweets. I negotiate better than a diplomat at a UN conference and at least manage to win a compromise: they can have chips if they also buy apples. The apples, of course, are later ignored.

7:00 PM – Dinner and the big TikTok debate

We sit together at the table. I try to start a deep conversation: "How was school?" – Answer: "Good."

This is followed by a 30-minute discussion about why some TikTok challenge is absolutely essential to her life, while I'm just thinking: Can I please quit my job as a mom?

8:00 PM – Household chores or escape?

I'll get the household chores started and delegate tasks.

Enthusiasm? Zero. One daughter disappears with "I just have to do something for school!" (a lie!), the other discusses whether emptying the dishwasher violates human rights and disappears to the toilet.

The cat is watching us and is probably thinking: Idiots, I'm just lying around, and you're doing everything for me!

10:00 PM – Bedtime. Theoretically.

I announce that it's time to go to bed. Reaction:

 

  • "Only one more episode!"

  • "I just need to quickly Google something!"

  • "I'm not tired at all!"

 

Eventually, I give up, ignore the murmuring from their rooms, and go to bed myself. The cat has already strategically settled down on my pillow. I try to squeeze myself into a corner next to her and wonder if tomorrow will be less chaotic. (Spoiler: No.)

 

Just a normal day.

Here you'll find personal insights and lovingly chaotic stories about motherhood - perhaps you'll recognize yourself in one or two of the topics.

Curious to see what our chaotic yet wonderful girls' shopping day looked like?

 

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What it's really like when teenage daughters grow up and mothers' hearts remain soft – click on the following link and read our article 'Teenage daughter meets mother's heart' – a declaration of love for growing up together.

 

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