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
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
As many of you have heard, I’ve been helping plan the Women’s March on Washington. Specifically, I’ve been coordinating the Youth Initiative. It’s been quite a journey the last 3 months and we are now a week away. I’m super excited and can’t wait for Adam, our son and I to participate in this historic event. The support for the march has been incredible. Vogue did a wonderful piece on the organizers.
Lately, Adam and I have been speaking about religion and how, growing up, it always felt like our religion was under attack. The whole concept of religion is this belief of being the other…the chosen ones. While there is an amount of merit to that isolation, religion as we know it is always changing so those who practice it fervently or even casually, may feel it’s under attack. It’s not unique to any particular religion, though it can be truer for some than others at particular times in certain places. It took a trip to Barnes and Noble to hammer that point home for me. Continue reading
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
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?
We talk about lots of serious stuff on this blog. It’s an outlet for us to share our journey as we raise our son. Sometimes, though, it’s important to just be. That’s often where Adam and I have the biggest struggles.