For all the mixed kids, who have undoubtedly gone through the same things, you do not need to prove anything to anyone, YOUR BEING is proof enough.
This summer, while we were in Florida I coerced my husband to take me to the Kingsley Slave Plantation on my birthday, of all days. Yeah, I know, not exactly the ideal "turn up" but I wanted to go so bad! I've had this... I dunno.. yearning to expand my knowledge of the history of… Continue reading If These Walls Could Talk…The Kingsley plantation
The one thing that I always wanted from my blog was honesty. Positivity and encouragement, of course, but honesty and transparency were really important to me. Because life is not always “you can do it’s” and “don’t stop believing’s” (which by the way you can do it, and don’t stop believing 😊 ) but life… Continue reading Days like this
Let's just be plain with each other, at this point in my life , I had half expected to have done more! 25 just snuck up on me, like "oh hi there, shall we begin the 5 year countdown to 30" ... I wasn't ready. I said "hold on, slow down, I had some things… Continue reading It’s just a bunch of stuff
Today my, before nap, my two year old did her very best to serenade me to sleep singing twinkle twinkle. My inner dialogue was on a steady loop of "Do I have to go back to work? Do I have to? Couldn't I just stay home with my little one? I could stay home...yeah... *long… Continue reading HiHo HiHo, it’s off to work we go (*soft sobs*)
I am a step mother to a vibrant, beautiful, smart 6 (almost 7) year old girl, Nylah. The delicate dynamic between her parents has made the bond her and I share, very unique and special. I was also able to parent Nylah, for a time, before I became pregnant and had Yamina. So, in a way,… Continue reading From One Step Parent to Another, with love
When I found out I was pregnant I was 115 pounds soaking wet... by the time I delivered I was 168 (dear god). I didn't over indulge (I mean...occasionally), I walked often and was mindful of how I ate. I just packed on weight, like nobodies business. I was unphased, Truly, I thought I would… Continue reading Snap back… What’s That?!
I feel like people should talk about it, and tell you, so you don't go through those months, covered in spit up, formula or breast milk, constantly thinking you're the only who has ever felt like you've truly hit rock bottom of the parenting pond.
This one is for all the mom-shamers out there, especially the ones with no kids, please, feast your eyes on the following. Here is a short list of things mom shamers love to shame moms about: Wow! You don't breastfeed? You do know breast is best, right? Wow! You co-sleep? You've heard of how dangerous… Continue reading Woah, momma! You should be ashamed of yourself
So, now that I've graduated college, settled down, started a family, had a baby, gotten a decent job with some benefits I'm officially done dreaming... Aren't I? I mean, that's the only explanation for why people have stopped asking me "Astra, what do you want to do". Im obviously only allowed to dream until I've reached all… Continue reading I’m dreaming even if no one’s asking