Less is more :)

Well, after 9 years on Facebook, I have decided to break up with it ๐Ÿ™‚

It wasn’t a tough decision to take, nor do I feel sorry.

I am the kind of person that never accepted friend requests from stranger, but only from the people I call friends, I wasn’t in more than 5 or 6 groups, and would not spend more than 1 hour online per day.

But I do feel that since people discovered Facebook, spend more time online, rather than connecting with other people and engaging in real conversations.

And that’s one of the reasons I have decided to quit Facebook.

In the past 2 years, I have regularly spoke and met with not more than 10 friends, out of hundreds. And so many of them are comfortable with the online friendships than having a good conversation over a cup of coffee.

Yes, it is true that we all have jobs,ย  and families, but I feel happier if I get a call or a text, rather than a message on Facebook. It feels more personalย  ๐Ÿ™‚

I can not say that I quit Facebook for good, but I am just curious to see what will be the results ๐Ÿ™‚



Today is about love

Today is about love…

Today is about appreciation…

Today is about YOU…

Recently I discovered a beautiful love story, about a him and a her and their 3 beautiful children…except that he passed away days before their 3rd child was born.

And she writes him letters…love letters….beautiful letters.

So I read them…and I cried. I wept like a child…

And it got me thinking ( like many others who read them as well)…we are so fragile… life is sometimes too short… and we never know when our times has come.

And do we really make the best of it? Do we really appreciate the people in our lives enough?

Do we say I love you enough?

I don’t think so… I didn’t say I love you enough. I didn’t say it to my dad before he passed away, and I didn’t say it to my grandma enough. And I regret it…. because I miss them like crazy.

And every day I look at my husband and child, I stop and think what it would have been like for my dad to be a grandpa. My grandma would have loved our bundle of joy, our little miracle…

And even though I tell my husband and baby that I love them more than 100 times a day, it’s still not enough.

So: do we say I love you enough?



Pure love

” He loved her without desperation and needs and wants.
With his naked soul,
he loved her,
and dreamt
of her clothed
in white dancing
beneath the moonlight
as the stars
grew jealous of the way she moved.”

I’ve always dreamt of a love so pure, that would be able to change the course of a river, or would move the mountains.

I admit, I was a dreamer…until my dream came true.

So, I don’t have to dream anymore, but to live this pure love.

I believe I am the lucky one, because I didn’t have to give my heart away countless times, until I would find THE ONE…I chose to wait, and HE CAME, at right time, in the right place.

Love, like many other things, has it’s own time. Don’t rush it, don’t let it go, but observe it and feel it.

Obstacles may and will come your way, but your love will move the mountains if you believe it.

So…wait. For the right time and the right place…




There’s the old saying that the sky is the limit…

Well, once upon a time, the sky WAS the limit, but that time is long gone.

Nowadays people go to space…actually some even live in space for a short periodย of time. So, why is the sky the limit for some, or for so many, still?

I was once having a conversation with my amazing grandma, and as I was telling her all my hopes and dreams, all the things I want to do, and she looked at me and said “My dear, you are limitless.”

At the time, I didn’t fully understand what she meantย but even now and then, I think about that conversation and now I get it. It’s a shame she’s not here to see it. But she was right.

I got to accomplish everything I wanted, and everything I dreamt of, by the time I wasย 24. I fought for my dreams, and my hopes, and my desires. I traveled the world, I met amazing people, and saw amazing places. And I am soo thankful that I grew up with this amazing grandma. My biggest inspiration and my model. Thanks to her I am who I am. Thanks to her, I discovered myself, my true identity and built my character.

Thanks to her encouragements, I dreamt bigger and bigger, and I discovered that I AM LIMITLESS.

And the truth is that WE ARE LIMITLESS.


The only limits we have, are the ones weย set ourselves. Or the ones we let others set for us.

So I encourage you, who read this, to be limitless. To be bigger and stronger than that tiny or big voice saying that you can’t.

To fight and to believe that you can. That you can become a doctor. That you can become an astronaut. That you can be the best mom/dad to your kids. That you are bigger than you addiction.




My love will find you

I admit it…I am a hopeless romantic. I am in love… I’ve got the most amazing men in my life and I LOVE THEM.

And I always look for the best words to express my love to them. Sometimes I find them, but other times, words fail me.

But while I was looking for new books for my son, I found this amazing book by Nancy Tillman called ” Wherever you are, my love will find you”. And it blew my mind away…it was like my feelings found the right words. It goes like this:

” And if someday you’re lonely,

or someday you’re sad,

or you strike out at baseball,

or think you’ve been bad…

just lift up your face, feel the wind in your hair.

That’s me, my sweet baby, my love is right there.

In the green of the grass…in the smell of the sea….in the clouds floating by….at the top of the tree…in the sound crickets make at the end of the day…

“You are loved. You are loved. You are loved”, they all say.”

Isn’t it love the best thing in the universe? ๐Ÿ™‚


It all begins with me :)

Happy New Year ๐Ÿ™‚
Is it happy soo far?

Well, I celebrated New Year’s Eve in bed, with a fever of almost 40 degrees C, with shivers like I was at the North Pole, and my sweet husband taking care of me like I was a child, while my baby was patting me and hugging me dearly,and frankly it was the best medicine. So this morning,I woke up,fresh like a new born baby,and had an amazing day with my family. Why it was soo amazing? Because it was full of love,and peace and my baby boy is walking by himself, running from one room to another like it’s being chased by a dog ( daddy is playing the dog role ๐Ÿ˜€ ).

And just like many of you, I made a list of things I want to achieve in the new year.

I am aware of the fact that it will take a lot of time, and power of will, but I am determined…VERY determined to become a better version of myself.

So,it all begins with me ๐Ÿ™‚

It might become hard on the way,but if I remind myself why I want this changes in my life, I know I will overcome any obstacle (and to bring up my husband’s saying, ” You haven’t met my wife” LOL).

And remember, any day is a good day to start making changes. It doesn’t have to be 1st of January…it can also be a random tuesday ๐Ÿ™‚



The story of a curious boy

“This is the
beginning of a new
story, the story of a
very curious boy.
It all started on a
beautiful February
evening, when the stars
in the sky, were
singing the most
beautiful song the
universe has ever
heard…it was the song
of hope, of beauty and
of love.
The love that took form
of a beautiful baby boy,
with blue eyes…as blue
as the ocean.”


”ย One sunny afternoon, while playing with his bear friend, Rupert, his mommy showed him a new book. But it was a different kind of book, not like the ones about the universe or birdie-birdie.

It was a book about a few animal friends living in a forest.

โ€œWinnie the Poohโ€, read his mommy out loud, โ€œwas a fluffy bear who loved honey more than anything in the world.โ€

That’s a funny name, he thought… oh wait, there’s more?

Piglet and Eeyore, and Kanga and Roo, And Rabbit and Owl and Tigger is too.

Oh mommy, this is a funny story. I want to hear some more, he said.

So his mommy took him into a world of adventure with Winnie the Pooh and his friends into the Hundred Acre Wood, a forest full of magic, a world for a little boy to run free and discover the beauty of a tree or the importance of a bee.

A new world where his curiosity can take another form, and a world where a bear can pretend to be a cloud just to snuggle up some honey because he’s soo rumbly in his tumbly.”

These are just a few lines from the book I wrote for my son,Eric.

His birth was the most amazing thing I have experienced, and the pregnancy was soo wonderful, that I wanted to celebrate it in an unique way, and that’s when the ideea of a book came. Because believe it or not, he absolutely loves books. We read for hours every day( you wouldn’t believe how patient he can be), and always looking at me with those big blue eyes…ah, I just love his curiosity ๐Ÿ™‚

I had a lot of fun writing it,and also drawings some of the images from the book. And his first reaction to the book…priceless ๐Ÿ™‚ He almost torn a page :))…well,he’s only 7 months old…what did I expect? ๐Ÿ˜€

And what better way to finish this article than :

“And this is only the beginning.
Beautiful new things are yet to be discovered.
Colors to be drawn, songs to be sang, and words to be whispered.
Soon, the little boy will discover new adventures, which will be
written furthermore, so that he might read them on a beautiful
sunny afternoon.”




Why compare?

People tend to compare a lot…and I mean A LOT.

Their cars, their houses, their partners, their children….

What I don’t get is why??? Why would you compare a person with another one? Is like comparing an elephant with a fish… get it?

So, ever since I became a mom, I get a lot of ” just wait and see that your child will do this and do that, and the other one”…

Now my question is: how the fuck do you know? ( everyone,please pardon my language because I never swear but this is an exception…a very big one in fact).

Have you met my kid? Do you know what kind of behaviour does he have?

Oh, and the other thing…funny story actually …or maybe not so funny after all.

I have a couple of “friends” who happens to also have children ๐Ÿ™‚

And whenever we meet, we always ask each other about our kids( I believe it’s customery) . So, I always wait and listen what they have to say, but whenever is my turn, some of them do stuff like…” oh, but kid didn’t do that at that age…is it NORMAL?” , or ” oh, see( kids name)? you have do you it too, otherwise her sonย will be better than you.”

And then, in my mind I say again…what the fuck?

People, love your children and stop comparing them. Get the point that they are unique, and beautiful and smart in their own way, and so is every single person on this planet.

So why not enjoy that uniquity? It’s the most beautiful thing, I believe ๐Ÿ™‚

Stop Cartoon

Writing his story :)

Soo, my baby boy loves stories….he’s only 6 months old, but we’ve already read 45 books together…and what amazes me is that he sits in his chair even for an hour and listens( now that’s what I call patience)…

The last few days I kept searching for books to buy for him,and even though I found many amazing ones, I just felt like I didn’t find THE BOOK…

…And this lead me to the idea of writing him one. It wouldn’t be the first, since his dad got one too ๐Ÿ˜€

So I took a piece of paper, a pencil and my drawings stuff and started ^_^

To be very honest,I am very excited and thrilled to write him this book…just imagining that, when he’ll be older and will read it,and will say,”Hey mommy, this is my book. It is written on the front page” For the greatest miracle life holds, our son, For Eric”…it actually makes me wanna cry ^_^

So wish me luck and as soon as is done, I will show it to you all ๐Ÿ™‚


(as I was saying ๐Ÿ™‚ )


How to make time,when you don’t have time :)


Time…what an interesting idea.

How do I make time for all the things I want to do,or have to do, when all my time is according to a schedule(baby’s schedule obviously ^_^ )?

Simple ๐Ÿ™‚

You take all the things you liked to do before, and do them with your baby.

Loved to sleep? Eric sleeps 3-4 times a day..therefore, I sleep more than enough.

Loved to take walks? Well, what better way to enjoy a walk than with him in my arms(big fans of baby carrier ๐Ÿ™‚ )

Loved to read? We read together 1-2 books a day(already ordered 20 more since we finished the 50 we have).

Sing, dance and paint?…It’s a thrill to do it all together.

I heard soo many times around me “Just wait and see when the baby comes.He’ll take all your energy out of you”….

Well, on the contrary…he give me, gives us energy. And more than that, we enjoy doing everything together. ๐Ÿ™‚

He loves playing with his toys(as a matter of fact,so do we ๐Ÿ˜€ ), and is more than happy to fall asleep in my arms. Loves going to the park with his daddy, and discover trees,and birds, and apparently cars ๐Ÿ™‚

His soo much more than we ever thought.

He’s the most amazing,extraordinary and wonderful baby I have ever seen. And I just love the sound of his voice when he says mommy and daddy.

So, as it turns out, we’ve got plenty of time to even get bored( but that rarely happens as we have all sorts of activities).

The most important thing is to think positive about the whole experience,and instead of being all ” ah, I’m soo tired/ the baby wants to do this and that and I have better things to do”, just think how wonderful is to have a healthy baby, and the fact that you can spend time with him/her.

Don’t make it sound like a punishment,but change your persepctive.

You’ll be surprised of the changes that follow ๐Ÿ™‚