I’m so mad to the world right now. I’m also mad at myself for subconsciously accepting and living in this idea that women can handle more than men and therefor they implicitly have to. We are capable of being mothers, wifes, having a career and a group of friends. But at what costs? Is this... Continue Reading →
2 months of social isolation – A mother emotional’s swing
Wow, the last couple of weeks have been a great success and disaster at the same time! I can't believe I can have such different perceptions of the same timeframe. I haven't been writing or reading at all these days. I was too busy trying to relax (after 20:30) by watching TV, watching woodworking videos,... Continue Reading →
1 month social isolation
There are moments where I can't believe what is happening. Some days I fell like I am just having a bad dream. I think psychologist would call it 'denial phase'?! It has been now a month since we cut connections with everyone. We go out for grocery and for a walk every 2 days, maximum... Continue Reading →
Goodbye 2019, I am not going to miss you
End of the year and, as usual, people start summarising what happened during the past year and prepare a good resolution list for the next one. I am not going to lie: 2019 was one of the worst years of my life. While thinking this I am actually smiling and also felling kind of hesitant... Continue Reading →
A bad restaurant experience
This is not another restaurant review. This post its about a situation that happened to us while at a restaurant with our overtired cranky son.
The struggle of expat parents
Being a parent it's an amazing experience but adapting can be quite hard. As an expat, I feel that this transition is even more difficult. I never really thought of how hard it would be to adapt to such a new life. You always have people telling it to you or making jokes on all... Continue Reading →
Spreewelten Bad – Family getaway
Reaching the end of the year with just few days of holidays since July (a couple to be specific) has led us to a high level of stress. We needed to disconnect from our daily lives. We were looking for a place not far from Berlin, reachable by train (Enea is not used to stay... Continue Reading →