• Pregnancy diary week 22

    I’m now 22 weeks pregnant. Since yesterday to be more exact. I was so looking forward to this weekend as my last weekend was not very nice…my old affected my mood and you know…it’s just not nice to feel ill. I had big plans for my Saturday. I was suppose to entertain my daughter while daddy was out at his photography course. The weather was nice so a trip to the park was in order! Only that it wasn’t meant to be… While tidying up and preparing to leave the house…my belly start hurting badly! It was like a constant stabbing pain on the left side of my belly. The…

  • Life is full of sad and happy

    You know how is like when you don’t feel like yourself? This is like I’ve been feeling for the past week. It’s like I can’t think and my body is not responding to me. I felt dizzy and almost felt off the escalator on the tube, I can’t concentrate at work and I’m making mistakes, I losing my patience with my daughter more than usual. I feel like I want to cover my ears and don’t hear anything anymore. No more requests, no more complains or more sadness. If I could wipe part of my life off with a sponge then maybe I will be a little bit more happier.…

  • Words of Wisdom #Hope

    How can I be so tired on Monday? I think Mondays is the worse day in my book – I hate them. I try every week to think that Monday represents a new beginning but is bloody hard. I think I miss my daughter the most on Monday’s. For the past couple of months my daughter keeps mentioning her “sister”. One day she said to her daddy that the two of them should go o the kitchen and “make a sister” even. Other days she just talks like she is actually talking with a imaginary sister. She shows her the toys, her babies and she takes her for a walk.…

  • MY MUMS

    My TWO MUMS…my mum and my grandmother – “mamaia” in Romanian. Two wonderful women that always gave me their love and not only…I love my mum a lot and I still miss my grandmother… my grandmother Milica … she left this world 3 years ago… It’s still so unbelievable…I will always think of her I always think of what she will say and how proud she will be… I will always regret I didn’t get to say goodbye….my heart hurts… I will always regret that she didn’t get to meet my daughter Kara. She would’ve loved her! And my daughter would’ve loved my “mamaia”… My mum suffered so much when…