• November 11th. That’s the day our lives changed forever.
    A lot has happened since my pregnancy days to the moment I held my tiny Leo in my arms for the first time (I still haven’t found the courage to go through the camera’s film from those hospital days.)
    To be honest, the blog was the one that suffered the most. Things around here weren’t the same and although it hurts to admit it, I have come to realize that sometimes somethings got to give. I might not like the fact that I couldn’t do it all BUT I became a… Well, I still can’t or won’t call myself the m word, it’s too intense.
    Life in three is a lot of things: sleepless, adventurous (especially that nightly drive to the ER or that 16 hours flight to Israel), sometimes scary, always new, messy, surprising, weird, but mostly mind blowing. This tiny creature with his big brown eyes and never ending smile is ours. Just our, especially when our families are miles away.
    Oh and did I mention that it’s time to start thinking about how to deal with the fact that I don’t cook (it’s not in me)? The poor guy doesn’t even know that we are counting on him to master the kitchen. That’s the only way for him to actually eat a homey meal that tastes good.
    But before getting ahead of myself, I mostly wonder how did we get here. It’s beyond crazy and yeah, even borderline Syfy. The mini survived a full year and by the looks of it, he is having fun. All I hope for the next year is that we will continue to collect memories, adventures and maybe a few hugs here and there (when is that first hug coming?!). I also hope that you’ll see me more around here, because I like it and it makes me feel good.
    Okay, now it’s time to blow the giant confetti balloon that we bought, and start our birthday adventure in the city. Hopefully the mini likes carousels, green leaves, naked cakes, cheese plates and confetti among other things. Yep, today is going to be a good day!
  • {Photos by me}