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my joy is not her joy; and that’s ok
from the time i was three years old, i attended dance school. i did tap and ballet as a tiny girl, then added jazz, lyrical, contemporary, hip hop; all the styles. my favorite was contemporary. i have a tattoo across the top of my back that reads “dance is life at its most glorious moment,”…
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season of “being”
my therapist reminded me that it’s quite possible that i am currently in a season of “being” in my life. a season where my main priority can very well be simply being content at the end of each day knowing that my family and i are happy and well and that we all did our…
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success
i’ve been pretty stress free about my career for several years now. jesse, my husband, and i help to manage and operate my mother-in-law’s driving schools. it keeps us busy and allows us the time freedom that we want. it’s fulfilling in all the ways that it needs to be. i never imagined for a…
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breastfeeding: round II (not to be confused with “part” II, which does not exist)
i always cringe and hold my tongue whenever i hear “i wasn’t able to breastfeed.” mostly because i wonder if it was truly a choice to stop wanting to breastfeed OR if it was the only option after a woman was told she wasn’t producing enough milk but also never given the information about what…
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what if the world hadn’t gone squirrely.
mere minutes after penelope was born… in our bedroom of our home… by choice… i looked over at Jesse and said “oh jesse, i can’t wait to do this again.” i think it’s safe to say that a fast, beautiful, planned and successful homebirth will make you say things like that. penelope’s birth was absolutely…
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a lesson from the sea.
originally written on 2/17/22 I think it’s funny, but not funny at all, how life hits you in waves. I was in Tulum, Mexico in December, standing at the edge of the sea, letting the waves crash against my legs after eating breakfast at a restaurant on the beach by myself. The symbolism was so…
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introspection
i remember riding in the back seat of the car on a road trip through a few states in south central Mexico with my grandparents and cousins when I was around 13 or 14 years old, just letting my mind wander to the depths of my heart as I wondered if my crush knew i…