Knowing exactly what you want is something I am pretty good at. I spend my time making the right decision about a pair of high waisted jeans or weighing all the options when considering the perfect black boot. I can tell you right now that I have always wanted a house painted a crisp white with clean black trim, a wood paneled jeep grand wagoner and a collie. Things like that, trivial things, are the types of things that I can tell you that I know for sure.
Somehow I have a nearly two-and-a-half-year-old boy, B-O-Y.
On his second birthday I wrote that I had always wanted a two year old boy, it was the stage I looked forward to the most. A cute and misbehaving companion that enjoys walks through the neighborhood holding my hand, one way conversation that can be quite annoying considering his dismissal of my behavioral corrections but also quite charming when sitting at the dinner table using his flatware and stemmed (plastic) wine glasses on occasion.
Below is a handful of “status updates” on life two years and five months into motherhood.
CONVERSATION As mentioned above he is becoming a chatty cathy who throws in dramatic hand gestures and unexpected facial cues into almost every ‘conversation’ we have. His eye rolls and winks are very distracting (in a cute way) when trying to interpret his words. A sample of some of his phrases are as follow: “don’t want to”, “I do it”, “need a tissue”, “I wash my hands” said as a demand and intended to mean that he must wash his hands. He loves washing his hands. Continue reading “Nearly 2.5 years a Madre”→
In a forthcoming interview and feature for Pom Pom Social I was asked a handful of questions about my life as a working woman, partner and of course madre. One question in particular feels extremely relevant after learning about the killing of 15 year old Jordan Edwards by a Texas police officer.
Seeing the high school year book photo of Jordan that has been circulating the internet, my heart sank. He reminded me of so many of the boys in my life: his posture, his smile, his polo shirt on picture day. Continue reading “Whats the hardest thing?”→
So far this month I have turned 33, spent the majority of the month on a legit vacation in Mexico and said goodbye to my maternal grandmother. It has been a blur. It has been beautiful. It has been sad.
On April 2nd we picked up and flew to Mexico for a last minute spring break trip that lasted a glorious 10 days. I celebrated my birthday reading Big Little Lies poolside under palm trees with the sun kissing my bikini clad body. We got home last Tuesday night and I woke up to the news of my Abuela passing during the night. Continue reading “life shit”→
2017. I caught myself writing that down with an old fashioned pen and paper today and I had a flashback to middle school. When you would have to adjust to writing the new year and it would take a month or so til you got it right. But wow, here we are, another year. Filled with quite a few blog posts. Posts about motherhood (duh), friendships, housing drama & ‘me time’.
While the title of this post is slightly in jest it is most of all a curation of my own bad habits in this role of ‘mom’. Things that I realize are habits we have formed and we are working on adjusting. But still a funny collection of all the things I forget to do or didn’t even think was something I needed to be doing- ok probably digging myself deeper here… Jumping right into ‘the five habits of a bad mom’. Continue reading “The 5 habits of a bad mom”→
As I sat down to write this post I was compelled to write it in short form, kind of like a poem or small thoughts. I knew I didn’t want to write too much or go to deep. And I knew I wanted to honor the fact that I had always imagined myself a mom to a two year old boy and today I am.
Here I am. Where I knew I wanted to be. A mama to a two year old boy.
Here you are. Wherever you want to be. A boy with a crusty nose and unkempt nails on his fingers and toes.
There I was. When you were born, not sure who this birth would make me become. But looking forward to life with you at the age of two.
There you were. When your arrival surprised us and you came before due. Tiny, squeaky and new.
Yesterday we made the hard decision to cancel the purchase of the ‘dream house’ and last night decided terminate the sale of our current home. I cannot believe it has been three months of being up in the air on figuring this piece of our life out. But it is a relief to finally have an outcome and some closure. The story with the ‘dream house’ is Continue reading “life today”→
I have been without my iPhone (or any phone for that matter) since Saturday afternoon. Short story is that my phone is fried. Nearly five days without a cell phone. A little technology break. Sounds interesting right?
What made it extra interesting for me is the fact that I have been at work all week answering emails, in meetings, running around crazy (like normal). I am somewhat surprised that I am still afloat. Then to compound it all we had an offer on a house accepted Sunday (no we were not planning this, more to come later) and have spent the past four days getting our house in TIP TOP SHAPE for stagers, photographers, videographers, and the like with the first showings taking place today. We are on a very short time frame to get our house sold, please wish us a speedy sale. Continue reading “no phone zone”→
At the beginning of the month I was asked by Social Print Studio to share a photograph in honor of Mother’s Day and tell the story behind the photograph. With the month nearly over I didn’t want to miss out on the opportunity. Plus, when you have a mom that takes as much care of you at 32 years old as she did at 32 hours old Mother’s Day is everyday.
I chose this photograph of my madre that was taken on September 13th 1980, her wedding day.