I’m An Extroverted Introvert & I’m Okay With It

Yesterday ended a blissful weekend. We slept in late Saturday morning, met friends at the playground, went to the grocery store and came home to spend a leisurely evening before an early bedtime. The next day, I did some more cleaning and packing away in our new apartment. We then went over to our family’s apartment to hang out before another early night. On Monday,  I dropped my son off at daycare, worked, went to a rally over lunch, worked some more and picked him up. We stopped at the playground for a few minutes before heading home for dinner and bedtime. It was blissful indeed. You’re probably asking what was so delightful about this weekend, as opposed to others. Well, the big difference was that Adam was out of town. I had a really nice weekend in large part connected to his absence and I was filled with guilt at how much I enjoyed it. I soon realized something important to my sanity. This is simply life as an extroverted introvert.  Continue reading

No, My Son Is Not White

There are very few pics of our son on the internet. I do this mainly because I want him to own his online footprint when and if he is ready to claim it. Another reason I do this is because people are just fucking idiots when it comes to pictures of kids on the internet and I have zero patience for the nonsense. This week, someone commented on a picture of him in a tshirt that says “I Love My Blackness and Yours, Too”. The person commented (and then deleted) that he couldn’t love his blackness because he is white. He then proceeded to tell me that I was trying to whiten my children.

Continue reading

Bye Bye Pacifier!

Tonight is a big night. Adam and I decided to bring the days of the pacifier to a close. The main reason is because it’s affecting his teeth as per his dentist. Another reason is that he doesn’t use it at school at all so we’re being played a little bit here. And don’t get it twisted….he knows he is playing us. We prepped him all week, telling him we would have a farewell cupcake party for the paci and that he could get a new toy. He was so excited all week but today was a mess. It hit him Continue reading

Happy Birthday, America!

Curry Bagel July 4th

I came to this country more than a decade ago. It’s become my second home and I hold it in very high regard. With this comes lots of constructive critique….just because I love the U.S. doesn’t mean I don’t look at it with honest eyes. It’s the home of our son. He will be a descendant of Trinidad but firstly, he will be American. I hope to make America better and better not by some nationalist ideology but by unpacking the shit that makes me the most uncomfortable and striving to be more open, more loving, kinder and more forgiving with everyone around me. So today, I say Happy Birthday to the country that has given me so much and taught me an immense amount about being a real, proper grown-up human. Continue reading

Toddler Obsession 101-The Public Ball

The obsession is real.

I know kids obsess about things but seeing it up close is surreal. It’s all about guitars and big round objects, right now. If he sees a ball in public, game over. He must have it. He is super focused on getting it and will do whatever it takes. It super adorable and can be indicative of a persevering spirit, right?

And yes, I am having to find very creative ways to not use the plural noun for round objects children play with in order to keep it PC. 

What is your little one obsessed with?

Attitude of Gratitude: Day 3

Our friends got married in the Catskills. We made it a weekend trip and there was so much GREEN!! It was so delightful to get away. Today, I am grateful for what a great travel companion our baby is. At 8pm, in the midst of the wedding, he calmly decided he wanted to sleep. We put him in the stroller and he fell fast asleep amid loud wedding music. He slept while we danced within eye-shot. At 11pm, we went to a friend’s house, put him to sleep in his pack and play in a bedroom and then hung out, listening to good music and relaxing, checking in on him every now and again. He woke up at 2am and we all went home and slept until 8am the next morning. I was almost sure he was going to wake up cranky the next day but he was his usual happy self. It is not lost on me how lucky we are to have a son that just goes with the flow. Granted, it takes a bit of planning to get to this point but it’s really not that much. Adam was the same way as a baby but I am pretty high-maintenance so I know it could’ve gone in that direction, as well. Today, I’m grateful for his sweet, gentle, easy-going disposition.

On Mother’s Day, I Think About The Guy Who Changed My Life

It’s my second Mother’s Day with the baby and this one is more delightful than the last because he’s so much more interactive. He has changed my life in so many ways. Most of them are for the better. Some….debatable. Here are 5 ways this little person has changed my life.

  1. He helped me prioritize my life. This past week, I spoke to Geri Stengel at Forbes Magazine about the struggles of juggling motherhood and running a business. Read the article here. When my little guy came into our lives, he had to compete with my first baby, my business. I started Tabii Just, a clothing line, in 2012, before we even thought about having a baby. When the real baby came along, I struggled for months trying to balance the two. Both were ever present and needed constant attention. Only one would be emotionally scarred if I checked out. Continue reading

Attitude of Gratitude: Day 2

Curry Bagel. Tabitha St. Bernard. Boardwalk

So even in my attempt to be grateful in my last post, I was still throwing shade to the person who inspired me to  do this. This positivity thing is super hard. Here goes Day 2.

Today,  I am grateful that on a nice day, Adam, the baby and I took a peaceful walk on the boardwalk. I have a really big meeting on Thursday and lots of prep to do but I realized that there will always be work. There will always be deadlines. Sure enough, it was worth it. The baby wanted to hold Mommy’s hand in one hand and Daddy’s in the other. When either of us let go, he would freak out. He wanted to just walk down the boardwalk like this. It really hit home for me how impactful the dynamic between Adam and I is for him. Even though he doesn’t verbally express it, it affects him when we are together, not stressed out and not working. This solidified the importance of having an attitude of gratitude even more because I am already seeing how my temperament is affecting him. 

Your turn. What are you grateful for, today?