Mother Diary
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šø This is me now, but with the memory of those years alive. Long hair, fiery red, blasting Limp Bizkit, KISS, and Animal like I needed to scream without words. (spanish below)
Behind me is the Rolling Stone logo, a nod to when music was everything. I tattooed Animalās logo on my shoulder to never forget that energy, fire, and rebellion.
Animal is an Argentine hardcore icon from the ā90s, with raw lyrics and brutal power. For me, they were a cry of identity and authenticity. I felt music understood me more than anyone.
I loved hardcore, went to shows, wore black lipstick, and often felt misunderstood. Maybe it was true, or maybe I didnāt understand myself. But music was always my refuge.
Now Iām a mom and so much more, but that girl never left, she just changed her rhythm.
šµ Sometimes parenting is hardcore too. Itās intense and exhausting, but when a good riff plays, that rebel girl sings inside me again. 1 reply
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š In this photo, Melina ( @sielo ) was just 10 years old.
School, dance, free programā¦ she skated like she breathed: every day, without pause, without complaints. (spanish below)
That night, she stood on the 1st place podium in an official competition ā Category 3rd C.
And even though the podium shone, what truly sparkled was her.
She was always like that.
An artist.
Back then, her body spoke louder than words ever could.
Today, she sings, writes, produces.
But that light, that devotionā¦ itās been in her all along.
āØ We mothers know: no trophy compares to witnessing our children being fully themselves.
ā¬ļø Tell me, mamas: what moment in your childās life made you realize who they truly are?
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šNono, CĆ³rdoba ā Argentina
š°ļø Sometime in the early 2000s
š A tent, a mate, and a little girl ( @sielo ) with stardust in her hair. (spanish below)
This photo is more than a memory ā itās a time capsule.
We were camping in Nono with my husband, our daughter Melina (now 22, known as Sielo š«), and Salva ā my husbandās brother, a beautiful soul and gifted guitarist. šø
We didnāt have muchā¦ but we had everything.
Nature, music, stories by the fire, freedomā¦ and love.
That kind of love you only understand when youāre raising a child while drinking mate on the dirt floor and watching the world go by slowly. 4 replies
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My daughter turns 10. And some things can only be written by time.
A whole decade.
Of being her mom.
Of walking beside her curious eyes, her growing voice, her steps becoming more certain.
Today I realize ā those 10 years arenāt just hers. Theyāre mine too.
Because each year with her made me more human.
More patient.
More present.
I donāt have the words to fully thank life for the daughter I was given.
Alexia is strong in a way that softens you.
Sheās sensitive, brilliant, and free.
She carries a joy that canāt be taught ā only felt.
And the kind of love that quietly rewires your heart.
Today weāre celebrating her life, but also our family.
All weāve been through, all weāve created, and all weāve healed together without even knowing.
Alexia, I hope you always remember how deeply you are loved.
This world isnāt always easy, but you came with light.
With your voice, your ideas, your star-born soul.
Thank you for choosing me.
Happy life always.
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