Hey, lovely readers!

Breaking news from my tiny corner of the internet: I’ve officially decided to write all my blog posts in English, then translate them into Romanian and French. Why? Because I want to reach more amazing people like you, and also because talking to myself in three languages now counts as therapy. Multilingual mumbling is the new bubble bath. 😄

Writing has become my escape from the daily circus of mom-life and wife-life (you know, the glamorous world of eye rolls, vanishing hair ties, and debates over whether “five more minutes” applies to curfews). This blog is my imaginary café where I sip invisible lattes and chat with the world, without anyone asking me if they can dye their hair purple at 11 p.m.

So whether you’re here for the laughs, the chaos, or just hiding from your own laundry pile, I’m thrilled you stopped by. And now, you can enjoy my ramblings in the language that best matches your vibe—or your caffeine level.

Bonus: 3 Survival Tips for Teenage Drama

1. Pick your battles. Not every eye roll needs a response. Save your energy for the big stuff—like Wi-Fi negotiations.
2. Keep snacks handy. A fed teen is a less dramatic teen. Usually.
3. Laugh often. Especially when they say, “You just don’t understand!” (Spoiler: you do. You just remember it with less glitter and more cringe.)

Stay tuned, stay weird, and stay gloriously multilingual! 💬✨