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[Dutch Lock Down Day Four Hundred Sixteen]

Photo by zelle duda on Unsplash

Happy Mother’s Day to all the mamas and papas and family people in the world including YOU.

Yes, I see you.

Today is all about family.

And if you don’t have a mama for any reason whatsoever, I’m here for you.

Let me know how Mama Rain can help.

But first the news:

Today was a bit rough because while I totally got to sleep in to celebrate this wonderful day, I Had To sleep in because I had rather intense nightmares all night.

At that level where I am in a country that speaks Spanish, which I know a bit of, but in my dream all that comes out is a mix of Spanish and Dutch because I’m panic’d and horrified, because I’ve just seen a pair of twins get run over by a bus and the father / parent / grandparent figure hasn’t noticed it’s happened or seen the bodies and I somehow want to convey what has happened without letting him see the bodies.

Thanks, Brain.

And then today I had a mild headache blossoming behind my right eye FOR THE ENTIRE DAY.

Thanks, Eyeball.

But I’m serious about the Mama Rain thing.

If you need to sit down with a mama type and a cuppa, while I’m non-binary, I take my mothering very seriously, to the point where I do it even to complete strangers and especially to my colleagues and I’m so very sorry new colleagues if that’s a problem, if you need it, or just want it, I’m so here for you.

And also, if you haven’t seen it yet, go see The Mitchells vs the Machines, because the mama in there is the Ultimate Mama and I could so relate for almost none of it and then a Big Thing Happens and she flips into a Mama Honey Badger and I was like, oh, yes, that’s ME.

Which, I realize, seems to be out of left field, but I bring it up only so you know exactly what kind of mama you’re gettin’ if you reach out.

You’re welcome.


I’m not changing your poopy diaper.

That’s where I draw the line.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go take more paracetamol and go to bed.