Seven months ago, I stepped away from writing--not because I had nothing to say, but because I was living something too big to pause and put into words. I was pregnant. And now, I'm a mother of two. this is the story I've been living. Can you imagine welcoming a newborn... just as your first baby turns one? Two babies. Tow completely different needs. One mother--learning, adapting, and loving in ways she never imagined. Would you sleep? would you cope? Would your love be divided... or would it somehow grow? The Plan We Thought We Had My husband and I always imagined having children close in age. We loved the idea of siblings growing up side by side--sharing childhood, milestones, and memories. It felt like the perfect plan. What we didn't quite understand... was what that plan would look like in real life. Our daughter was born on January 22, 2025. Our son followed exactly one year later, on January 22, 2026. Same day. Same birthday. Exactly 12 months apart. Let me sit wit...
The past month has been such a special chapter in my motherhood journey: we started introducing solid food to my little girl, and what a journey it has already been! At just 7 months old, she has begun exploring flavors, textures, and her own tiny routines around eating. For her, every bite is an experiment--a playful, sensory adventure. for me, it is a mix of pride, excitement, and sometimes even longing, because I don't always get to be there for every meal; those tender emotions only a mother can feel. During the week, my husband and I are at work, so her nanny takes care of most of her meals. we prepare her meals carefully at night after work--boiling, mashing, keeping everything simple and gentle for her small tummy--and in the morning, we give her nanny clear instructions on what to feed her and when. Even tough we are away, a part of us is always with her through the meals. But the highlight of our weekdays is always her afternoon snack, when one of us come home and give her...