I love using my Libra-inspired love of symmetry to edit the photos and videos that I make. My whole life, I’ve used this skill AGAINST myself. Perfectionism. Orthorexia. Fear of not fitting in. Now I’m channeling my gifts to produce beauty; instead of subjugating beauty to harsh judgment. I’m on the road the healing, y’all.
In the summer of 2014, when I decided to stop chasing men and start chasing my dreams of becoming a mom, I committed myself to being the most reliable professional I could be, which for me meant making sure I consistently got to work promptly. My first nutrition job after grad school was in a … Continue reading My Kid, My Calling
Early this morning the smoke detector went off. Yada yada yada. My daughter did wake up. Which meant my me-time in the wee hours of the morning was taken away. Being that I am currently processing 30 years of trauma and personal growth and evolution, I kinda need my me-time—now more than ever! She refused … Continue reading Mama Needs Space
My uncle told me yesterday that after you have a child, your love for everyone else pales in comparison. His first, and, at the time, only child was taken by a freak volcano accident 21 years ago. I always listen astutely to his thoughts on life, knowing how much wisdom (and, unfortunately, pain) my uncle … Continue reading If-Only Child
This week, I watched The Little Mermaid with my daughter. She wanted to play, and I'm like, "No, child, we are watching TV!" Obviously, she happily acquiesced. And obviously, this wasn't my highest moment as a parent (but it wasn't my lowest either!). Being in a parent's shoes, as I have been for the past … Continue reading Ursula, No You Didn’t!: How I Relate to Ariel from The Little Mermaid
Parody of Best Friend – Saweetie ft. Doja Cat That’s my best friend, she’s my everything Has her own style, person-al-i-ty In her playroom, she imagines things And she jumps, and she twirls, and she love to sing That’s my best friend, gives me everything Works her butt off, so that I can sing At … Continue reading Best Friend (A Parody)
Am I raising a humanoid? Or am I just being paranoid? My kid is stuck on TV— Is that supposed to bring me glee?
As I stretched my back in child's pose this morning, I felt a yearning to stay in the safety of this shell for the whole day, even the whole week. This wasn't the first time I've felt that during child's pose: feeling closed off and protected from the world. Could I just stay here? Could … Continue reading Mother’s Prose, Child’s Pose
If I could paint, I would paint an abstract red and black painting right now. It would hold (some of) my pain, my fears. There are times when I feel like painting or drawing to express my emotions. Not that I actually want to go out, buy the paint, and watch a video on how … Continue reading Behind the Brushstrokes
When we started social distancing last week, I was confused. We decided on no playdates, but neighborhood walks seemed okay. We kept our distance when speaking to people, even my toddler daughter did. There was one time though that as we were chatting, a child picked up a bug, which my daughter soon after picked … Continue reading Differentiating Between My Inner Child and My Actual Child