I like to think that our family is quite extraordinary. But well, aren’t all of us? Each of us wants to be unique (that’s what makes us the same – I saw this note once and in its irony it’s rather pessimistic I feel).
I, a Pole with a teenager’s soul but striving hard to be a successful wife, mother and businessperson. San-Jay, a South African of Indian decent, the most liked man I know (I would actually like to meet a person who doesn’t like my husband – quite a challenge).
Our daughter, Arya Sofia for whom we were waiting for 7 years (there will be lots on that subject here in this blog) brought peace and balance to our life as well as a new meaning of “tired”.
And Bastian – now 2-year-old made in Chelsea cat. Apparently British Shorthair (I swear, I saw his mother and his brothers – all blue British Shorthair) but seems that his father was a sort of Siberian breed. I got him when he was only 8 weeks old as I desperately needed my motherly instinct to fulfil its purpose. He’s the calmest cat in the world, proud and stubborn (typical Leo) but still very childish.