26 August 2015

On repeat - my summer songs 2015

Truth be told, there are days when my soul weighs on me and others when I'm cheerfully day-dreaming about butterflies in my stomach. There's a song for each state of mind, or better said, each state of soul. My soul...

For the bad days there are TV series for mindless watching. Recently it was True Detectives season 2. I found it intriguing and the last episode was really good if you ask me. Some say it was " the year's most passionately disliked show", I say the opening credits really stuck with me and I am listening to Nevermind on repeat ever since. And all the other songs in the series are excellent too, all sung by Lera Lynn: The Only Thing Worth Fighting For , Lately , My Least Favorite Life and more . Definitely not for the happy times, yet really really great.

For the summery heated days, there is always Major Lazer.  And Powerful , with Ellie Goulding, really feels powerful to me ... It's the most inviting song, the one that makes me dream, the one that makes me smile and takes me to a happy place where butterflies still exist in my stomach. Don't get me wrong, I love my real place, but I do miss that electricity, that energy, to the moon and back.....

What are you listening to this summer?

P.S. some more music

21 July 2015

The kissy kissy shop

Being 4 must feel pretty good. You finally get to master what everyone around you is doing with ease, like walking and running , talking and communicating, going through a day without the afternoon nap or pushing the lowest elevator button.

Being the mother of a 4 year old is truly amazing. Convinced already?! If not, here it is why:
  • I get the most heart melting love signs like when Tudor took my hand and declared: "I love you sweet little hand";
  • I receive surprise kisses. Every once in a while he would say  unexpectedly: "Close your eyes, give me your hand". He takes it and immediately after he says "Open your eyes!" he kisses my hand and I know, once again, that being a mom is grand;
  • At the same time I feel like being a psychologist every now and then when I have to deal with his anger management issues. Because statistically, being a second child is tough and it comes with a quick temper;
  • At night it may also  feel like a improv show, cause when the lights are off T would give me hints and words that I need to use to create bed time stories. He says: "Mama, tell me a story from your thoughts!" and I comply with my eyes half closed and my heart always open for him;
  • Out of the bloom he throws philosophical thoughts like: "It feels so nice living in this house" or "We are such happy kids mom!";
  • He makes me proud because he is so stubborn about doing everything by himself;
  • T really knows how to say thank you. Like when I went on a trampoline with him because it was his first time and he was afraid. Immediately after he felt ok jumping around, he came to me and said: "Thank you for helping me with this, mom". And he was 3 back when he did so, last summer. It was one of our most powerful moments together and the feelings that flooded me on that trampoline are hard to put on paper.
  • this weekend he spilled some milk. I was cleaning the milk on the kitchen floor when he handed me his wet t-shirt. Apparently it had milk on it so he took it off, washed it in the bathroom and handed it to me once he was done.
  • he talks a little bit funny because he can't pronounce the Rs correctly.
  • we have the cutest thing going on: a kissy kissy shop ( magazinul de pupaciti). Whenever he wants me to kiss him he asks: "Is the kissy kissy shop open, mom?" and I always reply "But of course, the shop is always open for you". He then comes and the tenderness begins to both our pleasure.

You see, I love him to infinity now when he's 4 and forever.

P.S. this is part of my intention of writing a love story for my boys at least once a year, around their birthday. Other birthday letters from previous years

16 July 2015

On discoveries, a beach and a birthday

One of my favorite things to do with the boys is go out and let our steps and eyes guide us to wonderful new little adventures. Vacation is no exception so, we went for a walk as I was eager to get to know our place of  stay by foot. The walk was interesting on the side of a very narrow street that eventually opened up to the ocean where we discovered a tiny beach. Which , after the rain, was ours alone to enjoy. There' s this special thing about the sand that makes kids so happy each time they find it, be it in a privileged location like this, or in playgrounds somewhere else.

The boys threw send in the water, explored the place, built a castle, "drew" hearts and had a blast. The surprise factor of the discovery had its role too, cause unplanned joys feels even merrier.

For me it was even more special. As I set down and watched them play by the large water in front of us, I had something else on my mind. Exactly 7 years ago my water broke and Cristian chose me to be his mom. 7 years ago I become a mother and that's the greatest thing I'll ever be.

I am grateful beyond words for all the wonderful things Cristisor brought in my life. At the same time I am grateful for all the challenges motherhood brings, challenges that make me want to be a better person everyday.

Cristian, I am grateful for all the tears you brought to my eyes and all the intense emotions you brought to my life. I love you to infinity!

P.S. birthday letters from previous years

21 June 2015

Nailed it: coral and a DYI

As much as I enjoy playing with the boys, there are some days when I get to play on my own. Like cutting my slingbacks into mules, to make them more comfortable. Of course, I had to take some pictures too and show my first pro pedi of the year. Coral with a hint of glitter that shines so nice in the summer sun.

Nice nails, shoes that fit better now and some photos to document "la joie du jour".

A joy a day keeps the doctor away!

P.S. more glitter and a darker shade for summer

3 June 2015

How I feel at 35

With Cristian, 6 years ago

The thing is, I only have a slight idea about how I felt 10 years ago, or 5 years ago. Like 10 years ago I was waiting for a marriage proposal, or 5 years ago I was almost pregnant with Tudor. So, I remember big things, but not exactly how I felt. For sure, I felt young and beautiful at 25 and settled at 30 with the family I always wished for.

5 years fast forward things are getting more and more complex, especially in the family department. Love is not what it used to be, kids are demanding, husband is selfish and work is challenging. I'm left with little to no time for myself, which you can easily notice by the low frequency I post here. Which hurts, because writing is so therapeutic for me.

Looking back at 34, it was the most complicated year. I find it harder to strive for a work-life balance and I wish for more time with the kids. Because I realize that 10 years from now they won't look for my company that much. Now's the time to enjoy each other and I try to build happy memories with them.

I turn 35 today, which is not that big of a deal for me. But excitement found its way in my life yesterday when I started getting presents and birthday wishes. So I kept on feeling better and better. Birthdays should be fun, after all!

Here is how I feel at 35 and some of the things I learnt in the last 10 years:
  • love is the most wonderful  thing to give: be it in the form of time, attention, nice words or help;
  • gratitude is the key to having a good life. Happiness is overrated, everyday joy is what I am aiming for;
  • change is not to be expected, is to be made. The world will not change for me, but I should change to make my world a better place. A place I enjoy living in;
  • marriage is the most complicated thing. It requires a lot of patience, tolerance and kindness;

  • raising kids is complicated, too . But with kids, the infinite love you have for them makes it all easier, not to mention they have a way of making you smile in the strangest circumstances;
  • I am the only person responsible for my happiness. And there are nights when I go to bad in sadness. But, fortunately, I get to live another morning and I get to reboot again. I start fresh and I forget and let go... I let the sun and the daylight in...
  • I will never be as young as I am today, so I like me, most days...
  • kindness is not the easy way through life, but it will get you to sleep in peace;
  • the 8 hour sleep may be the only panacea out there. You should try it, too.
Friday night fun with Cristian behind the camera and Tudor in front of it

Life is complicated but, in the end, there are only few things that really matter.
Choose wisely and always look on the bright side of life!

30 May 2015

At the Aviation Meeting

International Children's day is worth celebrating and we started 2 days earlier this year, at Clinceni.

18 May 2015

National Aviation Museum of Romania

There are some things we just can't miss. It's already a family tradition to go out for the Night of Museums. This year we began with a visit to the National Aviation Museum of Romania. "The ROAF aviation museum in Bucharest hosts a very impressive array of cold war metal, World War 2 relics and an impressive indoor display of Romania's major contribution to the birth of powered flight" ( source here ) .

 The plant exhibit

The kids must have been inspired by all the planes on display cause they organized their own plant exhibit with all the plants they could find on site.

They were happy to play around, ask questions and see interesting stuff and I was happy to capture all their joy on camera:

A museum visit a day keeps the doctor away!

P.S. what we visited in 2013 and  2014