• Sisters
    Family Stories,  Living Arrows,  Siblings,  Sisters

    A bit late…Sisters in February

    February. It was a short but really full month. We had snow and I had to shovel more snow than ever,  we had lots of things to prepare and decide and all the way through I just had only one thought… SLOW DOWN My little baby girl,Miss A is starting school in September and although I know that it’s time and that if we were living in UK she would’ve been already in school as reception starts at 4 and a half, I am still really sad deep inside. They are getting older and starting to face more and more challenges and I am simply getting old. And the decisions…

  • My sunshine my silver lining
    My thoughts and sorrows

    My sun…silver lining…

    So it’s been a while since I wrote here…I don’t even know what I want to say but I felt the need to write. To take back some of the old me. The me that would always find peace when she was writing. These days I am just a bit too busy for my liking and I must admit that I miss the days when I had the liberty to write what I wanted. I miss the days when this blog was just my diary – although looking back at some of my earlier posts makes me smile in an ashamed kind of way. If you are a blogger too…

  • Family Stories,  Photography

    A new beginning

    The new school year officially started today in Romania. This day also marked the beginning of new things for my girls. While Kara is starting Year 1,  Anastasia is also starting her 1st year in Nursery. For Kara the start of Year 1 means that she will start to have homework and to be graded. I think it will be difficult for her and it will take a while for her to get used to be graded with Insufficient, Sufficient, Good or Very Good. It is a big step! I am sorry I didn’t take a picture so I can show you her face when she was told that tomorrow and the…

  • Featured Posts,  Living Arrows

    My 26 month old baby – Living Arrows #6

    Anastasia is not a baby anymore but I still feel like she is because she is my youngest. It feels really hard to let go actually…and without realising I am more protective with her than I am with my eldest…to which I probably expect a tiny bit too much…but its not something I can help myself with. Even only a week passed since I was telling you about my youngest oh my it feels she changed so much since then. Her language is more developed and she is more aware of her surroundings. Nobody can fool her anymore and she is very strong-minded. If she hears us (Kara and I)…