Category: Working mom

Mini-League meets Ivy’ League

Have you ever felt way out of your comfort zone? Did you ever try challenging or sharing your input with someone who completely outweigh your own experience and competence? Presenting something to them that they know 20 times better than you? That’s scary! A mini league player entering Ivy League. Scary is good. Fear causes…

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Et nytt ord om ingenting

I ledige stunder er Antisupermamma en tankevekkende og fin blogg å lese, og i ferien leste jeg et innmari fint innlegg om Ingentingsommer (skrev denne posten i midten av juli, men var opptatt med lek, så den ble ikke feeding eller lagt ut..) Hun beskriver så godt hvor viktig det er for barna (og familien) å gjøre…

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Where the apple falls…

I didn’t orchestrate this – my little guy picked this book out of the shelf all by himself. Amidst all the colorful children’s books, he apparently thought 19 months was a good age to start learning about ships 😋 Way to go!! Monday morning and a proud mom laughing! Might be he’s already damaged by…

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Sri Lanka: Diversity milestone

The Asia Shipping Conference in Colombo is a milestone, not only for the maritime community of Sri Lanka, but for their entire business community. The first conference to be organized in partnership by Ceylon Association of Shipping Agents, WISTA Sri Lanka and Young Shipping Professionals – not to mention the first to ensure equal level…

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When work equals passion!

To me, nothing is more rewarding than being able to work on a variety of progressive and innovative projects that corresponds with my personal values and beliefs. Experiencing that in my own small ways, I contribute towards something good. It adds purpose to life 😃   Getting paid doing what I’m passionate about, makes me feel…

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Mye å være takknemlig for…

For noen dager siden var jeg innmari trist og lei over tanken på å feire den fjerde bursdagen uten pappa tilstede. Han døde på dagen en måned før 30-årsdagen min, og det betyr 3 år og en måned uten å høre stemmen hans, uten å se nummeret hans blinke på telefonskjermen. Det kjennes litt ekstra…

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