A Typical Afternoon of a Stay-at-Home-Mom

In my last post, I wrote about a day of ours from the time we wake up until nap time.

In this post, I will attempt to write down what usually happens AFTER nap time.

Zoard is 3.5 years old and Assya is 9 months old. We are currently in Thailand.


Assya is sleeping on me in our bed.


I put Assya back in her cot but she only stays laying down if I pat her bum so eventually, I take her out.

I nurse her and I give her some balls to play with.

Imagine this for 2 minutes. Then this:


Zoard would normally, sleep in a proper bed but here on Koh Samui, we take what we get.


An excavator passes by. This is quite typical. HAHA


I let them both watch the excavator but the rule is, that Assya cannot go out on to the terrace.

On the side note: I totally forgot to take a picture of the excavator. Oops.

Pretend Playing starts

I am a crane called Crany.

Zoard is half excavator, half race car by the name of Brownie.

Assya is Little Crany.

We first, pretend to sleep. I have to say: “what time is it?!”
Zoard aka Brownie: “It is the time to wake up.”

Zoard starts dumping things on a floor since he has some kind of a part-time job as a dumper.

I help Assya entertain herself.


I start washing the dishes while I suggest to Brownie that he write me a postcard while I am away, doing some business by the stream.


I change Assya’s diaper.

I build a mini tower for Assya to knock over.

Zoard is talking like the speakers of metros in Budapest.

I try to go back to doing the dishes but Assya has a nasty diaper rash and by


Assya becomes more and more fussy.

I start carrying Assya and let her be naked.

She pees on the floor.

I clean it up and I reapply coconut oil on her bum.


Zoard has to make a snack for himself and I. Oats and yogurt. He has it with raisins.

Zoard pretends to be tram 6.

I nurse Assya.

I carry Assya in my hands.


I apply more coconut oil on her rash. (Now we know that the change in my diet caused the rash. She is being exclusively breastfed and I started eating 30-40 cherry tomatoes, every single day. Too acidy…)


My husband comes home and takes Zoard swimming.

Do you have a way of not entertaining your kids as much?!


See you on Instagram @zoardandassya!









Stay at Home Toddler?!

We decided not to send Zoard to pre-school or kindergarten for now. I am a great supporter of reaching out for help when there is a need, but I also think that in our case, the “price to pay was too high”.

I did not want Zoard to catch a virus from other children and then pass it on to me.

I also felt that I had some unfinished business with him. Namely, establishing a routine he can count on in our new home and he had a hard time accepting that sometimes we do not wish to entertain him (I call it alone time).


I spend a fair amount of time with Zoard. He enjoys playing parts of stories. I tell him a lot of stories and I am guessing, he might have more books than an average 2 year old… I highly enjoy picking out books for him. Today I will tell Zoard the story of Tchaikovsky’s ¬†Nutcracker. I hope it will cause him as much pleasure as the story of Rudolf the reindeer. See picture above…


As you know, Instagram plays a big part in our everyday lives. Zoard understands a lot about my account @zoardminiboy. He is enjoying being part of this hobby that is strongly connected with what I do in my alone time. I really like playing around with all the accessories and clothes Zoard receives and I became very selective on what we give our names to, so it is really a treat to collaborate with nice people who are behind the shops that sell beautiful children’s clothes.

Insta shop products seen specifically on these two captures are:

Beanie: LouisundLola
Hooded jumper: Mygaiaorganiccotton
Jacket: Little_indians
Sunglasses: Fjs_popshop



Getting back to what we do all day… I try to take Zoard out on a so-called adventure whenever I can. However, I do have to remind myself that I am now super close to giving birth so I have to hold myself back. Last week we went to IKEA to grab a few, not heavy items. We took a few public transportation to get there and it is among those things that I should not do anymore…


Visiting friendly cafes, not beyond far from us, is a better idea (unless it requires taking a train like we did yesterday…)
Cafe: Nata Lisboa Barcelona


Being spontaneous is essential when you wish to have a good time with your toddler. For example, I personally dislike toys that make a noise but I do not deny Zoard from sitting on them…


And sometimes I just give hime a break. I let him learn how to cope with his own mood swings without making a big deal about it.

Now I am off to do some cooking with Zoard. He LOVES that as well. ¬†After lunch, we will both hopefully take a nap without any “misunderstandings”. And I will have an exciting post up on Instagram after we wake up so see you there!!!

xoxo, Eszter @zoardminiboy


I Wish I Could Read Your Mind

I am trying to figure out what is it that You would enjoy reading about. Of course, you can say I should write about whatever comes to my mind or about that one topic that is sitting on the shelf of my heart.

Well, my shelf has an amazon standing on it. If you are lost in transition, I am in amazon mode, I am a female warrior at the moment taking every day as it comes. We came back from Bangkok after many weeks of climbing the mountains of air pollution and found that we cannot stay at our hotel because it is absolutely full.

And if you blush a little in the cheeks and suggest I write instead about the thoughts that come to my mind, I might just shock you that I am fantasizing about a pair of BOOTS. Specifically, what kind would I get IF we would go to Hungary for Christmas.

Could you recommend me some nice boots please?!


I just remembered another interesting topic. Not related to any kind of boots. On Instagram I read under a belfie (selfie of your belly) that unless you have Brad Pitt-abs you should not post selfies all the time. It made me think. And my first question was: ” how about I post anything that I feel like in my feed any time I like?!” HAHA

If this made you curious about my Instagram feed, please follow me @krokovayeszter…..

Living Again in the Five Star Hotel…

I am utterly surprised. I was going to sit down by my laptop to write an email to a dear friend of mine but while I was waiting for gmail to stop saying “loading”, I ended up here.

I thought I ended blogging. Why? I have a new passion one might say. Instagram. Plus I felt my blogging became one sided. I did not have time anymore to read my sweet fellow blogger’s posts and I felt rotten about it.

Enough said about why I betrayed my own blog. By the way, if you read this much so far, you are very kind. And if you happen to be saying to yourself, oh I hope she will not end this post without telling me how I can find her on Instagram…. I have good news for you. I will tell you and I will also tell you a bit about how our life is nowadays. What is the last thing you know about us? Oh yes… my eyebrows… They are doing fine, thank you. I found someone at the spa, here in Thailand who was shocked at “how thin I like it” but is willing to do the shaping.

What spa?! What Thailand?! Oh boy… are you new to my blog? Hey, no worries…. I will fill you in quickly: my husband runs a beautiful hotel, here on Samui and we actually live in the hotel. We did live in Spain too… twice…

Anyways, Zoard can now use words like gecko and shy. He can say sawadee khap when he feels like it. Well sort of. He is better at putting his hands together to greet someone with respect. And highfiving is super easy for him even when he feels somewhat shy about it. He loves the buggies that take us up to our room. The hotel is on a hill…

Do you want to see some of my pictures? And I am krokovayeszter on Instagram…

For some reason, I cannot see any of the pictures I am trying to attach to this post and I am at the point of giving up. If you do happen to see some random pictures at the end of this post then that is great, if not, so sorry. I have no idea why… xoxo