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What’s wrong with the idea of the “terrible twos”

I heard of the “terrible twos” way before I decided to have a child. The idea goes something like this: cute chubby, mostly benign babies turn into screaming, irrational, defiant dictators. The developmental shift that creates such an explosive potential is the child’s gradual understanding

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Childhood pictures

If you have been reading my newsletters and my work for The Correspondent so far, you already know that I have a nine-month-old son, and that his name is Lorenzo. You will, however, not have seen an image of him, and that will stay like

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Who can afford to become a mother?

Kabul-born illustrator Moshtari Hilal did this drawing to accompany my article in Unbias the News. I am using the drawing with their permission. Lorenzo was born nine months ago, on a Tuesday evening, 10 days earlier than the expected date.  On the Monday night, unaware

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Doing the laundry

A laundromat may not be your ideal location to spend a Saturday afternoon. Even less so if you are out and about with a small child. But I have to admit that my Saturday afternoon doing laundry was actually quite pleasant. My family and I

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What’s in a name?

“Is this a girl?” An elderly lady, seeing my baby, asked my husband and me this question as we were waiting to get on the funicular to visit Bergamo’s Upper City over the weekend. I smiled and replied: “His name is Lorenzo.” Except that in

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Fathering

This weekend I met up with my parents and it surprised me that they both congratulated Nacho, my husband, for being a great father. Don’t get me wrong: Nacho is an amazing father. He spends many hours a day taking care of our son Lorenzo, makes him

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Bouncing around

As I walked around the outskirts of Stockholm this week, I noticed tonnes of trampolines: it seemed like every other house had one in its backyard, or in front of the garage. Swedes take children’s play seriously, at least that is what emerged from the

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Laughter in the children’s hospital

Hello from Sweden, where autumn is already turning the leaves red and the rose hips are getting ripe! One of the hardest things about writing about the first 1,000 days is that childhood looks so different around the world, and there are few commonalities across

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