Are we turning into our mothers?

  I remember that as a child I thought my mother was overreacting, mean, overprotective, annoying, miss know it all and obviously the one person in the world who is unable to understand me under any circumstances. There were moments when I was whispering for myself "I hate you" so I can calm down cause…

HELLO BABY, GOODBYE FRIENDS

I love quotes. About anything. Don't matter. I love words. Scrolling down through some wisdom little words I found this: "Want to know who your friends are? Have a child and see who's still there" I found this while I was pregnant, in my first trimester actually.I laughed at the beginning to be honest. It…

The one and only

No,Β I am not going to make a series of Β writings about Β my dating history starting with the first time a boy held my hand and ending with my life today. Definitely not. The idea came to me the other day while reading an article about how to meet the perfect man and keep him. It…

Coffee, books and toys

Check my bag and you always find a book. It is a part of who I am, a bookworm, a library mouse sniffing page after page. I learned how to read before I went to school and soon I was introduced to my eternal best friend: the library. My dad was the one who chose…