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Can you still remember simpler times before the smart phones invaded our everyday existence?Well, to be honest with you I barely can; even though it was only 4 years ago when I had got my first smart phone. Good memory Magda!

However, being back in Poland and not wanting to pay ridiculously high roaming fees I decided to borrow my dad’s old phone. And the old phone it was. Well, “old” by today’s standards, meaning it was not a smart phone. As a result I was totally clueless around it and my mind went blank. I wasn’t sure how to end the phone call, how to text people and how to switch off my phone if I needed too. It took me couple of days to adjust and a lot of asking around “how to do…” but I finally did crack the basics; mind you only the basics.

This experience got me thinking whether we, the society within a very short period of time managed to complicate our daily activities to the point of not being able to operate properly when pushed few years back on a technological axis?

What happened to that knowledge? Is it gone completely or just stored somewhere inside our brains waiting to be dusted off?

What do you think? How do you feel about swapping simplicity with technically advanced gadgets?

What Is It Like to Be a Grown Up?

This is the most recent newest question my son has asked me a few times. A question I never actually thought anyone would ever ask me. And the one I’m definitely not sure I’m qualified enough to answer. How can I possibly answer this honestly without totally and completely freaking him out and scaring for life?
Before I embark on the answering trail let me make it clear that I’m just a mom, not some wicked scientists with all the answers up my sleeve. I still have difficulties imagining myself as a grown-up, though I am one, but the challenge has been accepted.
In reality I never kind of thought about myself as a grown-up until it somehow happened, mostly without me realizing that.
My journey towards adulthood started when I left my family home at the age of 19. I moved to a foreign country where I had no family, no friends and no roots for a long time. One could definitely say that it was a very grown-up thing to do but apart from feeling shitless scared I don’t remember having any other feelings or thoughts. What I’m trying to say in a weird, bizarre and complicated way is that being a grown-up is making hard, life changing decisions, sometimes only semi-consciously.
For majority of people being a grown-up ends up in doing grown-up things such as giving up on your dreams to pay the bills; or not ever following their dreams in fear of failure.
Based on my personal experience I can honestly say that being a grown-up means thinking about money a lot and, unfortunately, most of the grown-up population spends most of their lives working for people, or with people, they don’t like or don’t respect. For crying out loud if that was a playground they would have never played together.
This part of being a grown-up is scary to me but luckily I never had to follow this path. Alas, there is also other, not so scary side of becoming a grown up. It is becoming wiser (well, at least for some of us), learning about one’s likes and dislikes, finding spirituality and things that are or aren’t pleasurable for us.
Finally, for some people a huge plus of being a grown up is drinking as much coffee as one likes and eating sweets all day long while watching movies (something a child is never allowed to do).
And for me personally the best part of being a grown up is being a mom filled with unconditional love.


I’m not going to lie to you. I love half terms. As a kid growing up in the country on the wrong side of the iron curtain I didn’t have half terms. Alas, why would I? The system needed full devotion from the early start and as youngsters we were forced to be fully, totally and unconditionally focused and devoted. Besides, it is very clear to me after becoming a parent myself that the children are very tired proof and can keep going for hours with no end (this is one of the reasons I don’t think half terms are for kids). I bet the government of Communist Poland knew that all along and was just trying to save the parents troubles of figuring out what to do with the kids during the forced break.

In my humble, personal opinion half terms must be for parents who are trying to get a break from daily school runs, afternoon activities, dinners, lunches and general rush they have to survive every day of every week.

Usually our half terms are packed with airports, driving, waiting, walking, sightseeing, hitting coffee shops and top places to eat. London is exciting but also expensive if you are staying in the city for the whole week and the fun activities stuff doesn’t come cheap. However this spring half time we decided to go for a semi-lazy half term activities that included hitting couple of museums (luckily still free of charge but I’m sure the authorities are working hard to change that).

In my mind it was supposed to be on the verge of a resting/culture week. But since we all know that life is not a Hollywood script, everything went south on the first day when my son got sick at full throttle: throwing up, stomach pains, high temperature, not sleeping well at night and throwing up some more. According to Murphy’s Law I obviously managed to catch the same bug in no time at all leaving me for days in pain and unable to get out of bed. Luckily little one’s granny also had a half term with us and proved to be immune to the nasty germ, so was able to help us survive.

I’m not complaining, I’m not complaining at all. I know this is one of joys of being a parent; even when you lose your voice and can’t move for days it’s still worth it.

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