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this is my truth

18 Nov

I don’t want to make any excuses.

I don’t have time. I am guilty of using this phrase every now and then and although it seems to be most of the time true, it actually isn’t.

Yes, having three kids and a household to take care of doesn’t leave me with a lot of ‘free’ time, but it all comes down to HOW I chose to spend this ‘free’ time. Most of the time you will find me in my kitchen. Sometimes I am too tired to do anything productive which is OK. Ever since the little guy outside made his début I find myself in a constant state of accepting and embracing imperfection.

Talking about imperfection I have decided to embrace my imperfect little belly which depending on the angle of the picture makes me look 3 – 5 month pregnant. I am at my pre-pregnancy weight but my body has changed and I have learned to respond with a smile at innocent little five year olds who ask me WHY I have such a big belly. Instead of badmouthing my body I tell them that I have been lucky enough to grow inside me 3 utterly nauseating at the time wonderful creatures and that I love to eat. 

I still breastfeed my 17 month old blessing of a wonderfully vivid and healthy boy. I officially apologize to any of you I had silently criticized about extensively breastfeeding your toddlers before. I never planned to nurse him that long and although I am in a constant forgetful sleep deprived mode, I am no way near weaning him because the truth is, I still cherish this special bond. So, for all of you who are dying to ask me the same question I have been asked a zillion times in the past six months when will you stop? the answer is whenever I feel ready.

I love making plans. Sure, making plans and actually executing them are two different things but even if the plan doesn’t work out it doesn’t mean it was not worth it in the first place. That being said, the execution of my BIG PLAN to start my own food blog has taken a bit longer than anticipated, not because I didn’t have the time until now it’s because ”life happens while you are busy making other plans”. But I am determined to make it happen, so stay tuned 😀

Last but not least. Appreciate the small things, learn to let go & enjoy life.

Chose to be happy.

until next time

love

t

   

numb

3 Sep

For the past few days I have been complaining to N. about feeling overwhelmed. How life with my three HEALTHY children for the past 2 1/2 months has been draining, exhausting and nerve wrecking.  I even told him that my mom was probably right. I couldn’t DO IT ALL. I was probably not cut out for ‘this’.

And while I was trying to keep my cool and not yell at Jannis for waking his little brother up from his much needed nap, I came across a picture of a little boy. THE little boy. In the red shirt. Lying on the beach. Face down.

My heart stopped.

I closed my eyes. I wanted the image to disappear from my head. I desperately needed it to be fake. A hoax. Oh, how I wish it were that simple…

His name was Aylan. He was 3. He drowned along with his 5 year old brother and their mother while fleeing Syria. His father was the only one that ‘survived’. Although I am not sure if alive is how he feels right now.

Anger. Despair. Panic. Shock. Breathlessness. Sadness. PROFOUND sadness & guilt.

Who am I to complain about such trivial things as not getting enough sleep? What ‘problems’ am I really talking about?

We don’t have ANY problems. Not any big ones anyway. Our ‘issues’ are not permanent. We haven’t suffered any horrible losses which have left irreparable voids in our hearts and lives.  We are going through a slightly challenging phase, which will soon pass.

Right now we have each other and this is the richest we will ever be.

until next time

love

t

what mother’s day looks like at our home

11 May

I am not big on commemorative days. For all sorts of reasons. Why should there be one specific day to celebrate something/someone? I mean, do you feel more in love on February 14? Are you less of a mother worthy of celebration on the remaining 364 days? Maybe I would feel less strong about it if it were celebrated in a simpler way. Not in the lets-buy-some-more-commercial-crap-to-show-our-love-on-the-day-we-are-supposed-to kinda thing.

That being said, when the kids gave me their handmade mother day gifts last Friday my vision became temporarily blurry as well. And although I didn’t get to see my mother yesterday I too wished her a happy mother’s day. And when Omi (my German grandmother) came to the phone I wished her happy mother’s day too and told her that if it weren’t for her none of us would be here right now (for all intents and purposes I left all the males out of the equation). And yes, subconsciously I hoped for a day full of flowers, hugs, kisses, mommy awards etc.  Instead I got a Sunday, similar to any other family day of the year. Let me paint you a picture:

  • Early wake up by the little guy outside in a soiled diaper followed by Yianni’s daily homework battle timing vs sleeping in
  • Siblings fighting over who gets the bigger egg for breakfast vs breakfast in bed
  • Struggling to convince the kids that I am not their slave/housemaid/personal cook while yelling at them to clean their mess up vs the family enjoying some quality time while peacefully playing HOTEL
  • Trying to unhook the little guy’s claws hands from my legs so I can prepare his long overdue lunch while screaming at N. that he needs to take him NOW vs enjoying lunch on the seafront with all three kids behaving impeccably
  • Blabbering something like this is not how I imagined to spend the day to N. with him replying that I should have told him it was important to me and he would have made the effort #MEN vs a joined effort of N. & the kids to surprise me with, well, anything
  • Dancing with the kids in our living room vs dancing with the kids in our living room
  • Iliana cited a poem she learned by heart and I was so moved I had to record it. Three. Times. Yiannis borrowed my phone, inserted the correct grammar spell check and typed up a note with how he feels about me vs nothing would beat that

You know. Reality vs picture perfect & utterly unrealistic family moments. And it got me thinking. Why should I waste my time thinking of the things I would like to have instead of the things I am actually blessed to have?

Let’s be authentic and impulsive and appreciative of each other EVERY day. Doesn’t that sound much better?

Until next time

love

tatu

14

4 Feb

Its been a while. I know. I don’t want to make any excuses.

It’s not like I am juggling between keeping alive raising three kids, cooking a decent meal (or two) daily, cleaning the mess they we leave behind, washing the dirty clothes (I am currently competing with the dirty clothes cabinet and the shitty humid weather), chauffeuring them from school, organizing their clothes (epic fail no1) and their toys (one would think I would get wiser-epic fail no2), taking them to the doctor’s, working on sibling conflict resolution, keeping the little guy outside somewhat safe, doing the grocery and farmer’s market shopping, feeding and grooming the pets, ironing N.’s shirts (I have come to accept wrinkles, wrinkles are my friends now), nursing the baby, teaching the baby to eat solids, carrying the baby 24/7 around the house as he is currently going through the I-don’t-see-my-mom-where-is-she-she-is-gone-forever separation anxiety phase, supervising Yianni’s homework and last but not least, being a loving, appreciative, awesome wife to my partner in crime of the last 14 years.

14.

I am not an anniversary kinda gal, we usually both remember it a few days later but today he remembered. So, did I (after he reminded me of it).

So, today (and everyday) I feel grateful for him. For the last 14 years.

Today, I am celebrating LOVE.

Until next time

love

t

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never underestimate the power of a vacation: Corfu

30 Jun

We are back.

After spending 10 beautiful days on the island of Corfu with our rediscovered friends N.K. & Y.M.

It was the first time in 6 years that we returned home with a nostalgic sigh rather than a sigh of relief. To all the parents of young children: Hang in there, there will come a time when vacation will mean VACATION again, sooner than you think.

OK, I must admit it. The potential for a successful vacation was there. The weather was awesome, all four kids were healthy and the house we were lucky enough to spend our holidays in was HEAVEN on EARTH. No, seriously. But most important of all, the company was GREAT.

We laughed, sun bathed for 10 consecutive minutes without being interrupted, ate like pigs (I tried to weigh myself in the morning and for the first time in my life I was actually thankful that THIS home appliance was out-of-order), went out to dinner (without kids), watched movies, ate Fonzies. We had a BLAST!

Let me share some pictures of our trip.

I was a bit terrified of the road trip as it involved spending 6 hours in the car & 1 hour on the ferry, but we managed to survive it.

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Note to self No 1: Next time I will tell the kids that we are going to cross a magical bridge, 5 minutes before the actual crossing (to avoid hearing the kids ask: where is the bridge, for 369 times).

After a long and stressful trip we finally arrived. All the stress was gone in a second when we faced this:

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Although we were extremely tempted NOT to leave the house at all, we managed to act like tourists on a few occasions

We visited the shell museum (kind of decadent but the kids loved it)

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we went to one of Corfu’s most beautiful beaches, Ag. Gordios

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visited the Achilleion Palace

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Note to self No 2: Don’t go on a sightseeing tour with a sleep deprived 3-year-old.

strolled around the castle of Corfu

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and around the old town

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I even got my burger & fries. I was in FOOD HEAVEN (at this point I was seriously doubting the fact that this vacation could get ANY BETTER)

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By the time we realized there was no place like (N.K.’s) home, we decided to stay put and enjoy the small things in life:

the sea

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the unbelievable fool moon

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Y.M. in character while trying to fight off the boys

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the satisfaction of completing this puzzle with my soul sister and co creator N.K.

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and most important of all, we enjoyed this:

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the best gang in the world!

until next time

love,

tatu

I dedicate this post to N.K. & Y.M. Thank you for everything!

6 months later

9 Mar

When I started my blog six months ago I had a crystal clear image of what I wanted my blog to be about (as a true Taurus I usually know what I want).

I will be honest (shocker,huh?). I wasn’t planning on opening up my soul to everyone who was crazy enough to follow me. I just wanted to share my crafts, my recipes and the occasional parenting quote I read somewhere which made me feel more human and normal. But then I started writing and realized that it felt cleansing & therapeutic and it made more sense. Furthermore, there was an abundance of great food related blogs already out there and posting my crafts didn’t really make sense as everything I made were gifts which meant to have the element of surprise (so posting them on the internet before actually handing them over would defeat the purpose).

So, I started writing and you started reading.

I hate cheesy so I ll cut the story short.

Thank you. Thank you for taking the time to read, thank you for commenting, thank you for sharing your thoughts, thank you for being there. I appreciate your likes here and there and I love seeing new faces.

Time for some feedback: Do you like what you read? What would you like to see more? What could you live without?

For me blogging means interacting and I would love to hear more from you. So feel free to express yourself. Anything. I promise I will try not to get too offended.

Until next time

love,

tatu

 

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