Those are some of the projects we’ve been working on this holiday me and my little 4 years old did a wreath with some honeysuckle twigs
A mermaid’s tale and a maid’s tail
So I have vanished for a while but the truth is I’ve been busy and I haven’t been inspired to write. I good friend of mine said that to be creative you have to be a bit melancholic and I agree. I’ve been busy taking control over certain things. I took control over what I eat and am happy now with my body and myself. I was out of control, eating like an overfed fish, I wouldn’t fit my clothes anymore and I was so sad. I wanted to find myself but all my actions were contrary and I was shifting far away from my goals. My body wasn’t answering and I didn’t know how to change that vicious circle. Then suddenly the perspective of change, moving houses, organizing and giving to charity all that I wasn’t wearing for many years, waking up at six in the morning and being in control of time and not letting it control me. So I am changing, like the snake of time, shedding the scales and growing my inner power.
I lost the weight that bothered me and I control time. My dressing room doesn’t look like a war zone and I’ve been experimenting on using my creativity instead of my credit card. My daughter asked me for a mermaid’s tail to use it for a bath, looking on amazon I found a mermaid tail that cost no more and no less than £54 pounds so I decided to dust the sewing machine and went to a farmer’s market where I knew they had fabrics. The result is that I only spent £8 and she was so proud of her tail. I bet you if I had bought one so expensive she wouldn’t like it as much. In one afternoon of SINGER’s manual and a few pricks on my fingers I finished the tail.
I dye my own hair when in England because I am really loyal to my hairdresser in Brazil. So I decided to dye my hair on Friday and forgot about it the minute I left the bathroom so when I came back home at night the bathroom did look like a murder scene with brown hair dye staining the bath tub, I tried to clean and couldn’t AAAHHHHH!!!! Today I sprayed the bath tub with vanish for clothes and RESULT it was a miracle. Here is the tip if you ever had the same problem…. Vanish for stained fabric is a miracle in the bath tub!!!! YEAHHHHH!!!
Have a great Sunday and a great week!
So as the mother of a girl and being a girl, I find myself in a web of princess crazed mania where my biggest nightmare is what else is there now? First love was Cinderella, so here I go and buy the movie and then I discover movies II and III which I managed to not buy. Books are a must for the bedtime stories, and then the dress was very important along with the Barbie or Disney's version "Barbie" princess that lights up but not much fun since their legs are constrained but the light apparatus.
Then it was a mixture in my head of Sophia the first, sleeping beauty, Alice in wonderland, snow-white, ... You name it!
I've got to confess that until I read the books at least three nights in a roll I feel very entranced in the fantasy world of Evil and good, princes that will fight for the princess and they will marry and live happily ever after... The end...
But what if I told you that once my daughter has the movie she feels too scared to watch it so what do I do? Oh yes now it's Elsa (Disney) based on the ICE QUEEN from Danish Hans Christian Andersen
But the truth is that it never ends ! And could start criticising the industry here and then capitalism and modern days ! But I will digress from the subject in place.
So dress from Elsa, earrings and the thing is trendy and difficult to get! Not to mention expensive!
What happens to us girls when we grow up? Yes you got it, we keep hoping the prince will come and save us from the evil reality that is life. And depending on the point of view you can actually find a good hardworking man who will fall in love with you and let's face it, treat you well. But until you realize that fairy tales are beautiful but in reality you will hit the days when you just want to scream "What have I done?!!!!!"
So how to prepare your child for life and tell them at the same time that if you wish something and believe your dreams will come true? Well that's a very good question and I get to be questioned a lot. I believe that all my dreams come true and whatever I dream will come true but I also believe that this will happen thanks to my actions and choices. So if ever confronted between ruining a fantasy world for your child to share reality that hurts think about it.... Because this precious little child might stop believing and then what? So what I say is that dreams will only come true if you WISH,ACT and then be PATIENT !
But then the balance between truth and lie telling your child that she won't fly if she jumps from her window to NEVERLAND because Tinkerbell forgot the "magic dust" and she won't but what am I going to say? " So I tell her TINKERBELL got so many requests for magic dust she decided to take large groups of people from now on and she works in airports ! " I catch myself saying this to my daughter and saying I have FIRE power that comes through my hand but NO..... I can not show it to you because it's DANGEROUS...
Yes it’s dangerous to my sanity at the moment.
Have a very dreamy week and CARPE DIEM
Every night I read a book for my daughter before bedtime last night I was reading Snow White and the seven dwarfs for her when she asked (because she asks about everything)me: D- "Mom what is jealous and why is the Evil Queen jealous of Snow White?" ME- "Well the Queen is very vain and wants to be the fairest of the land but she is growing old and Snow White is just young and growing to be a beautiful woman as well and that's why the Queen dresses her in rags" D- "But the Queen is much prettier than Snow White, She wears make-up and wears a beautiful dress" ME- "Well yes the Queen dresses better and wears make-up and is very pretty but Snow White is pretty without a beautiful dress and without make-up because She was born pretty and that's what the Evil Queen is jealous of" To that my daughter asks D- "But why is jealous?" ME-" I believe I already answered the question" Summer holidays are tricky!
WHAT HAVE I BEEN UP TO?
After a giant exercise in DE-CLUTTERING I got creative, really creative. So me, myself and Irene were really busy making jewellery followed by a labelling craze and so on… They say pictures say more then words but I don’t know if I believe in a native american theory about photos and our Souls because if it’s true then maybe Models don’t have a Soul anymore and to that I could shrug my shoulders in shy smiles of I’m giving you a hint? Have I ever told you about the time I decided to become an Evil BAY power seller? MISTAKE BIG MISTAKE and honestly the BAY of Evil is like corruption in feedbacks is for corruption of votes in politics and I found one thing as well by this experience of nightmare that human nature has an immense potential for greed and evil and my conclusion about the evil machine that is the BAY with an E for Evil was one week crying (could not believe how people could be so horrible) and I lost at least a £100 because according to my husband I am too much of a softie to sell on the Evil BAY.
I don’t regret the experience because I got so much knowledge about myself and human nature in general. So those are my new little creations of the week and they are not for sale, they were just little quirks of my own humble creativity expressed for the sake of it.
Children are strange little creatures and it's up to us parents the responsibility to teach them almost everything. So my little girl is on that stage where she challenges us at dinner time every single day. It starts like this "I don't like this food" or "It's too hot" and of course the "I'm full, can I have some ice cream?" which is always a bad idea because she always gets the same answer that is "If you are full to eat your food, you are full to eat ice cream". Most of her food ends up being wasted and sometimes to save myself the hassle I just cook different food for her. You see? I am the sort of person that will go a long way to avoid confrontation and keep up the peace and because of that I sometimes end up as a cushion between two strong-willed personalities. It's not the case that my personality is not strong but the case where I want everyone to be happy and my daughter's personality is like my husband's stubborn one. I do read every night a story book of her choosing and the last few nights I read "Aladdin" which I had to explain why was it ok for him to steal food since he had no food at all and why he was a diamond in the rough since he was good on the inside and kind to give the apple he stole from the market to the starving children and he was ragged on the outside because he was poor. So at dinner time when the "I don't like it" starts I say to her that she is not being kind to waste food since there are children starving in the world like in Aladdin. And since I am a little bonkers the not wasting lessons started with kitchen papers that she used a lot and threw them in the bin(trash) clean and not used at all! So I told her that every time she wasted a paper a tree would cry because papers were made out of trees. Some old clothes that don't fit her anymore and/or are too ragged to give to charity I use to clean my house because cleaning cloths are relatively expensive and why not use old clothes? I get to the point where I am bordering hoarders behaviour and then I have to get a grip and de-clutter but it's a painful process but rewarding. After it I feel like a better human being. On the savings(non wasting) subject I will give two recipes today: 1) Old bread, don't waste it and cook "italian" bruschetta: All you have to do is switch on the oven 180*C degrees fan or something similar and cut the bread in slices then put some olive oil on top, salt, black pepper and cheese. Add some garlic and basil and pesto ( I put olive pesto on mine and basil pesto for the husband, tomato or dried ones or fresh and cook it for 7 to 9 minutes. Here is the result. And the second recipe is for brazilian black beans. They are healthy and a favourite here in my house plus with the added bonus that when I make them there is always leftover that I share in two containers, label it and put on the freezer and it's a back up to eat with rice and fish, chicken or steaks. 2)So recipe for brazilian black beans: You will need a little bag of black beans, half an onion and some cloves of garlic;a few stocks of vegetable and if you have one bay leaf it's good. If you are vegetarian you don't put bacon but if you are not you can put a few bacon rashers. This recipe goes step by step a) soak all the black beans from bag overnight b)wash them before starting to cook next day c)have a big pan with lid d)cut your onions and garlic e)prepare a bowl with all your stock I use 2 or three f)Put some oil on the pan and start warming it while you put the kettle to boil fry a bit the onion and garlic and pour the beans there dissolve the hot water on the stock and pour it in the pan G)Here you will need to pour more water than less about 2 litres and then all you have to do is H)put the lid on the pan after mixing a bit and leave it for 20 minutes on max I)The time varies then from one hour and half to two and a half if you are patient because you will have to lower the fire and time it from half and hour to go and check J)It's ready when the beans are a bit mashed and/or soft and the water is black and delicious full of health and then you can add a bit of pepper to your taste. This first day you can eat it as soup. Happy days to you all!
As a member of the super savvy circle I have to complement Flash Liquid-gel super concentrated product. The idea was to make a mess and then clean it and so we did it. Because sometimes you just have got to let go. http://circle.supersavvyme.co.uk/en/p/flash/
THE CAMPING TRIP I have a confession to make... I have never been on a camping trip before yesterday. Since sunday I hosted a Birthday party for seventeen four years old little friends of my currently four years old daughter. By the end of the party I came back home and started opening presents and writing down thank you cards. Then we decided that on monday we would go camping (we didn't have a tent or sleeping bags or anything) for the night of monday only. So yesterday I woke up and got some clothes and some food and we went to the supermarket then the outdoors shop to buy a tent. We set up the tent and I decided to explore the surroundings with my little daughter and we ended up in an Idyllic beach after going down a mountain through a deserted enchanted forest with waterfalls and streams running throughout. The forest reminded me of Snow White's Fairytale. By the time We got to the beach we were already tired and my dear daughter was already asking me for a cuddle (to be carried on my arms) and we had the way up the hill to face. I put my bravest face and we started climbing that hill forest, I was scared by then because it was a gloomy forest and what if we got lost? plus it was 17hs by then... up we went while having my daughter in my back sometimes. At a certain point I thought with myself that I would not be able to finish it but there was no phone coverage (not one little bar) and if I gave up then we would have to what? Sleep in the forest? plus I did believe we were lost. My clothes were all dirty and sweat left my hair wet but I could not give up... By then it was a nightmare and I started thinking about those stories of tourists that disappear and are never found... I couldn't seem nervous for my daughter's sake... I heard then what sounded like a helicopter and thought that maybe it was my husband worried since we had left for 4 hours but we kept going because no helicopter would spot us deep in those woods and knowing my husband I knew he would only worry if it was night and we were not back... then it escaped my mouth "I DO NOT LIKE NATURE IN TIMES LIKE THIS". And after what seemed like an eternity I found the first fence that would lead us back to the camping site. After three more fences we would be back. My arms were killing me from holding my brave daughter, my glutes were burning and started raining hard when we got to the tent. My husband had just started the fire and was not in the least worried drinking a beer. I was in shock but cleaned myself and my daughter and got some warm clothes. Stopped raining and we got to see the most amazing sunset while my daughter played and we ate the most delicious meal cooked by the fire and drank a lovely bottle of wine and by the time I put my daughter to sleep She asked me if I would go to sleep and I responded that I would go back outside for a bit to enjoy the nature surrounding us and she said to me "But mommy I thought you said you don't like nature?" which gave me and my husband the biggest giggle in history. We went to our comfy fluffy sleeping bags and I woke up at 5:00 a.m and left them both asleep to go back to the forest where I walked for two hours and finished with a bath in the cold water of the stream of the mountain that I conquered!!! I apologised then to my old friend nature...
No one told me when I got pregnant that the journey would have no end No one told me that there would be days when I would feel so tired I would not be sure I could do it And certainly, no one has told me that it would get harder and harder each day... Maybe I heard it from my mother during my own upbringing but then I would say my favourite sentence "I did not ask to be born" During my pregnancy something very strange happened to me called sharing, being an only child, only niece and granddaughter from both mother and father I had to share my body and attention from those around me. Even so I became a lioness ready to kill anyone who dared cross my way to financial security and the fridge included. Then my mindset was that I wouldn't give up my life to end up like one of those frustrated parents who live their lives through their children. There would be certain limits to my love so that I would never have to suffer rejection or abandon. I was quite enough that my baby was like a demanding parasite inside me. I loved my baby, don't get me wrong, but I wanted it to be born soon for the nightmare to be over. Every day I would look accusingly at my husband and say I would never do it again, NEVER! Then the day finally came, one week earlier, the water broke,and off we went to the hospital. During the procedures I would tell my doctor three things 1)"Give me drugs" 2)"Take note of the time so that I can do her birth chart" and 3) "Sew it properly because I don't want "two tummies"". And it was all a bit fuzzy but the real fear was for my husband not to pass out since his colour was greenish grey by then... And She came then and when I looked at her so small (small for me, she was a big baby) and vulnerable crying and wrapped up like a little bundle. They put her in my arms; she rubbed her perfect little nose in my neck and stopped crying. I could see sunshine and hearts radiating out of her and what I said then was ironically hilarious for I looked at my husband and said "I love her so much, let's have another one?" One could delegate the origin of such words to oxytocin but after that my love kept growing for that little being who needed me so much that I felt suffocated and trapped many times. But I would give my life for her there, here and forever. I understand my mother better today and respect her so much more. What a great mother she is. Thank you mom for putting up with me and my tantrums, for teaching me everything I know about a lot and finally thank you mom for all the love and sacrifices only a mother would do. Every mother should get a gold medal for patience, stamina,pain and torture endurance, lack of sleep world records are beaten every day in rooms all over the world... And We will never know... I honour you mother today, yesterday, tomorrow and forever...
SUNSHINE IN MY HEART
For mother's day in Uk my husband and three years old daughter started a project for the garden planting sunflower seeds and salad, tomatoes, fennel,basil and flowers. On the last day in nursery the project in school was a sunflower vase (allegedly with a sunflower seed in it) and only a mother could realize that there would be no bulb there so what we did, me and husband, in the middle of the night was transport one of the previously planted seeds to my daughter's school project before mother's day. It became a tradition here for mother's day I always get bulbs of my favourite flowers and they plant it together growing during the summer ! Sunshine to everyone it's what I am wishing to all of you!