This summer

This summer has zoomed by…

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014 Maia & Robin – In the afternoon, we stay in the cool shade at home, napping, reading, watching cookery programmes and… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014 Robin – She wakes up happy, full of questions and giggles as she remembers things she would have done the previous day.… Continue reading

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Posting after such a long break is proving to be harder than I thought. I would like to get back to regular posting, especially because I realise what a lot of memories are… Continue reading

Robin turns three

One of the most important events that happened during my hiatus from blogging was Robin turning three. I couldn’t let it go undocumented, could I? She had been waiting for her birthday since… Continue reading

Growing

So much has changed in the past two months. The girls have both grown in their own way and not just in inches. I couldn’t possibly remember everything, but the highlights of these past… Continue reading

Three’s a charm

This feels a little awkward. It’s been exactly seven weeks since I unceremoniously vanished from this space. I was missing from all social media for a couple of weeks, but I gradually returned to… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014 Robin – One of her favourite games is pretending to be phoning Maria. We have no idea who Maria is but… Continue reading

The World’s Toughest Job

What do you think about this job interview? Would you have applied for the job?   I blame it on hormones, but this video had me sobbing (and wanting to phone my mum… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Maia and Robin – I don’t know whether it’s my imagination but this week you seemed to be even closer than usual.… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Robin – Ruffled bum. Maia – Sometimes, your chubby cheeks make a reappearance and I love it. Linking up with Jodi

Let it go

Dear Maia and Robin, I’ve never written you a joint letter before but what I want to tell you right now goes for both of you. I wanted to thank you. Maia, you… Continue reading

Summer wishlist

Spring! It’s here! You know what that means, right? Very soon, I’ll be regaling you with posts bemoaning the rising temperature and increase in humidity. So, like I do every year at the first… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Maia – This was a big week for you. After years of begging (and much to my disapproval), you finally got… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Robin – What I wouldn’t give to be in her little head and know her thoughts and dreams. Maia – I… Continue reading

Living the dream

A few weeks ago, a friend posted a status on Facebook which stopped me in my tracks. I was having one of those days when the only thing keeping me going was the… Continue reading

This weekend

I cannot even remember when I last posted about our weekends. Last week, while looking for a particular photo which I knew I had included in a weekend post over a year ago,… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Robin – Messy hair, a dummy and warm hugs. That’s her, every morning and most days. Maia – Messy hair, an… Continue reading

Maia turns 9

Turning nine is a big deal, or so I think. It’s the last single digit birthday a person can have and, somehow, seems to draw a line between childhood and tweendom in my… Continue reading

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  A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Maia – This week was all about her. She’s 9 going on 20 going on 3. She’s at such a… Continue reading

Of geishas and birthday wishes

This week started with mid-term holidays and the inescapable silliness of carnival and is ending with another long weekend during which we’ll be celebrating someone’s ninth birthday. First things first. Carnival. As you might… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Robin – Always chatting, always singing, always wanting to be with her big sister. Maia – An exhausting week, full of rehearsals,… Continue reading

Let’s talk about you

For someone who has a running commentary going on in her head all day and most of the night, I’m finding it hard to write this post. Island Fairy started as a creative… Continue reading

Some favourites

I’ve often extolled the virtues of the internet on this blog, even if there are times I feel I need to step away from it. Over time, however, I’ve learned to stay away… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Maia – I swore I wouldn’t impose my interests onto my children, but she seems to naturally gravitate towards the same things… Continue reading

Dear Maia

Dear Maia, as I write this, you’re sitting at a desk a few kilometres away from me. There’s silence in your room, as there is in mine. I am alone, but you’re surrounded… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Maia – She’ll have her first exams at school this week. We’ve both been struggling with the idea of studying and… Continue reading

Show some love

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone! I’m not really into the mushy side of today’s feast, but I do like the excuse to show some extra love without being thought over-sentimental. The thing is that… Continue reading

Singing siblings

I am not a fan of the Eurovision Song Contest so, unless I’ve got nothing better to do, I avoid watching the qualifying contest which is held locally. This morning, however, I clicked… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Robin – She loves going to the larger island. Catching “papa’s boat”, driving to places she hasn’t been before, exploring new… Continue reading

Practise what you preach

Lately, I’ve been feeling the weight of responsibility a bit more than usual. The older my children get, the more aware I become of the fact that I’m a mother to girls. I don’t… Continue reading

A {visual} ode to coffee

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Maia – Sometimes I find myself staring at her, following the lines of her face. She’s on the threshold between childhood… Continue reading

Fear

One thing I envy my husband is his stamina. He goes after his dreams with purpose, never giving up and never running out of steam. I am the total opposite. I dream. I… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Maia – She was so sick last week. I took this just before we all started dropping like flies with a… Continue reading

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A portrait of my daughters, once a week, every week, in 2014. Robin – Her personality is starting to really shine through. She loves parties, dancing and singing in front of an audience… Continue reading

On my mind

The ninth birthday of a very special girl. It has become a sort of tradition to take a trip abroad to celebrate her day, but this year we’ll be staying put. We have… Continue reading

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We’re not even two weeks into the new year, but so much has happened already. It’s all good. In fact, the year couldn’t have started on a more positive note. I plan to… Continue reading

Rome with the choir, or how I came back to life.

Apart from being one of the most exciting tours in terms of singing, this was meant to be a short holiday of sorts for me. I hadn’t been away without my family since… Continue reading

2013 in pictures

   

So long, 2013!

I couldn’t let the year end without writing a few words here. The will to write certainly hasn’t died. If anything, it has become stronger than ever. It’s time that’s lacking. That’s not… Continue reading

The day that changed everything

Twenty three years ago, give or take a few months, I stood on a stage with a group of other dancers as we rehearsed the same dance routine for the umpteenth time. We… Continue reading

Singing with my girl

Twenty years ago, at the age of seventeen, I joined a choir I had wanted to be part of since I was little. My parents were of the belief that extra-curricular activities of… Continue reading

Love is limitless

You know that fear every mother feels when expecting her second child? The fear of not being able to love that child as much as the first? Had I been able to catch… Continue reading

Robin reads

Being the second child means inheriting a lot of your big sister’s clothes, toys and books. This is so true in Robin’s case that we sometimes call her Second-hand Baby. Not that she… Continue reading

The loss of innocence

During the past few months, Maia started really getting into chapter books. She is finally able to wait a few hours between a chapter and the next and no longer feels the need… Continue reading

The library project – an update

Three months ago, Nuria’s Adventure Number 21 was launched and with its launch came a lot of changes. The first thing to change was the available floor space in our flat. 30% of… Continue reading

Paranoia

I was waiting for autumn to kick in before returning to regular posting, but we’re still ‘enjoying’ summer on the islands. Okay, fine, the higher temperatures haven’t been the only thing keeping me… Continue reading

Super Bendy

When I got married, Maia got herself a dad, moved to a new house and finally had a room of her own. There was a lot to get used to and some of… Continue reading

Linen Anniversary

Four years. Sometimes they feel like a lifetime. Other days they feel like four weeks. They always feel like the best decision we ever took.