It is New Year’s Eve and we are hours away from ringing in the new year. I feel like I am cautiously tiptoeing into it, because Continue reading “15 Things I Learned in 2020”
15 Things I Learned in 2020
Author: Renata
Motherhood Impostor Syndrome and Overcoming It
Earlier this year, I was required to do an impostor syndrome test and I scored extremely high, which isn’t a good thing. I’ve been aware of these feelings, but the magnitude of it shocked me. Continue reading “Motherhood Impostor Syndrome and Overcoming It”
5 Instagram Accounts that Got me Through 2020
This year, has been an amazing rollercoaster ride, and as we near the end, I think of all the people who got me through the year. Continue reading “5 Instagram Accounts that Got me Through 2020”
Happy Holidays!
What are your plans for the holidays?
I plan on spending the morning making Christmas themed pancakes after the girls open their gifts, cook an amazing dinner and really enjoy my family.
Since my mom can’t make it this year, we are having a FaceTime call when the girls are opening their presents. We’re keeping grandma safe, so that’s the most interaction that we’re getting for that day.
For the first time, I’m attempting a Trinidadian corn pie. Corn pie made right is insanely delicious, and I plan on enjoying every single bite.
I am also rying to catch up on a reread of the book Ms.Typed by Michelle Callahan and take my self care to the next level.
I hope the holidays are as beautiful as you imagined.
Late Night Thoughts in Quarantine: Parenting Edition
In all my efforts to have my daughter dressed in neutral colored clothing—because I loathe pink— Continue reading “Late Night Thoughts in Quarantine: Parenting Edition”
Some Things no Longer Seem or Feel Important
It is undeniable the spiritual energy that reverberates around the globe around this time of year. Continue reading “Some Things no Longer Seem or Feel Important”
I Think Santa Heard us, Dropped the Gifts and Ran
A few days ago, my daughter asked me while brushing her teeth, “Is Santa going to come to drop off my gifts?” In that moment, I refused to burst my little angel’s bubble about Santa, but Continue reading “I Think Santa Heard us, Dropped the Gifts and Ran”
