I know I have not posted lately. I’m in one of my moods where I have a lot on my mind so I prefer not to speak at all. Competing concerns and thoughts, and I am too tired to sort them out, but aware enough to know they need sorting before sharing them with the … More Let’s talk about egos…
What a weird saying, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Apparently it “became popular at the turn of the twentieth century, and originated in New York tenements. Tenements were usually poorly constructed, crowded apartment buildings. A resident could certainly hear his upstairs neighbor dropping his shoes on the floor as he took them off … More When the other shoe drops…
Let us start by clearly stating I am not an expert in the field or topic. This is mere opinion. I know most people talk about subjects online as if they are subject matter experts but being mad at your parents for not “gentle parenting” does not make you an expert (sorry, not sorry). Health.com … More Generational Trauma…?
Disappointment and pain amongst friends.. A coworker mentioned they were feeling sick. Two days later I messaged them that I hoped they were feeling better. Later, in conversation, I mentioned that I was not a fan of large public outings, and she seemed surprised that I would be against being around people. She pointed out … More Hope amongst Strangers and Villains…
Tiny human is three years old. She is smart, quick, clever, tall, active, inquisitive, and beautiful. But she refuses to potty train. When I use the word “refuse” it is not with exaggeration. She knows how to hold it when she has to. She knows how to pull down the training paints. She knows how … More The pain of the pressure. The battle of the bathroom.
Tiny and I took a leap and a risk and visited her grandparents in Spain! It was terrifying (cooties and all), exhausting as hell, fun, stressful, and everything in between! It was Tiny’s first flight and it was a LONG one. She took it like a champ both ways. Overall, a success for Tiny!
This week, the Lord has been testing me. I am most definitely being challenged in a way that I was not anticipating nor prepared for. As many of you know, I am very overprotective of my tiny human. In a world of pandemics and lunatics, it is us against the world (with our tribe of … More Testing me…
I take being a mother very seriously. It is a challenging and beautiful experience that carries very real responsibility and consequences. Because of how deeply I try to honor this role with my heart and soul, I struggle to understand those who take it for granted or worse… There is someone who I recently had … More Mommy dearest…
Today on this throwback Thursday I am thinking of the treatment I receive from those around me regarding my tattoos, and the truth surrounding their origins. People comment on my tattoos a lot. They ask what they mean, if they hurt, or simply tell me they love the colors. But it is not always reactions … More Rainbow armor, scars, and stories.
Us Latinos have our own version of “the talk.” You know the one. The unfortunate conversation every Black parent has to have with their child. The talk about the way the world around perceives you. The disadvantages. And worst of all, the fears and caution to be used with those around – including police and … More We also have “the talk”…