There are many types of silences. Some one of little account. As this silence arrived, left. Others leave a deep furrow in the soul. As an excavator whose mechanical shovel affects the design of its teeth in my heart. I…
The beginning of everything: February 2015. In a toilet of Rome airport. It seems shabby. Instead it was private, happy, intense. There, far away from everything and everyone, with my test in hand, I already knew what I found. Perhaps…
Super mom? Only mommy… that is better! Super mom? No thanks.There I put a little to understand you know? I must learn to give space to dad. With the birth -and after a period of almost five months of exclusive…
I have heard repeated many times: baby changes everything With a baby everything changes. I harshly planned and fought because this doesn’t happen. For want (and more often for force) I hoped that our life would change as little as…
