We get a few weeks off every year that actually coincide with each other so we try to make the best use of it. This year, we went to Portugal and Spain with our little son. He was such a delight to travel with and so easy to take around. Read more about our adventure at Lady and the Blog here. Some pics are below.
A few weeks ago, there was another spate of police shootings that involved men of color. I wrote about it for The Stir. You can read my thoughts here. In the interim, Adam and I attended a peace vigil in Brooklyn which highlighted that the problem of systematic racism is highly politicized. There were lots of politicians and policemen and the pandering was so disgusting, I had to leave. I went with some friends from our synagogue and was so heartened that many of them felt and expressed the same annoyance that the gathering was not solution-based.
Now, it’s out of the news.
Since then, there has been a terrorist attack, shootings of policemen and Melania’s ‘borrowed’ speech. It’s out of the headlines and I feel a strong need to not let it fade out of my life.
Stay tuned to hear what we are doing to try to make an impactful change on this very serious issue of systematic racism in America.
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?
Tonight my word for racial justice is “whatever”. I don’t mean that in a dismissive way, but rather in the “I don’t know everything so I’ll leave it open-ended” way. Continue reading
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.
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.
ADAM: Some of my best friends are black. Some of my best friends are Jewish. Those statements are supposed to somehow justify the next one which is usually along the lines of…”so I know how Jews are” or “so I know about the black experience”. Tabitha and I hear these statements from time to time and we bristle every single time. If you ever catch yourself about to say something like this, don’t. Continue reading
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.
- 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