So, Malakhai has reached that age that he wants to touch any and everything. I open the fridge, he has to touch everything in the door. Anything I have in my hand, he has to touch. I figured it was time to start some sensory activities, and I can’t wait to continue this series. I… Continue reading Sensory Time: DIY Paint
This thought has run through my head time and time again, sometimes all day. When Malakhai gets older, will he hate me? If you've been following the blog for a while, you know that Khai's dad and I don't have the best relationship. In fact, we don't have a relationship at all. We don't coparent.… Continue reading Will He Hate Me?
Dealing with a narcissist is probably one of the hardest things to do if you don't know how to handle them. My son's father is a narcissist. He's very controlling and demanding. He wants everything to go his way or no way. Well, the thing is, he has yet to control me. Sometimes dealing with… Continue reading Narcissism
One thing about my mom having been watching Boo is I received numerous pics and videos throughout the day. Now that he’s in daycare, I miss that. I feel like I miss him even more because I don’t get those updates (well, I do now). Today was hard. I was super emotional (no I’m not… Continue reading Missing You…
You may or may not know that I’m vegan. I’ve been vegan 5 years now and I consume the hell out of fruits and veggies. Since having Khai, I’ve revamped the way I’ve been eating specifically to cater to his nutritional needs. Little did I know, some foods make him gassy, the kind of gas… Continue reading Broccoli and Farts
Today my son started daycare. He was supposed tos tart awhile ago, but I wasn’t ready. I never wanted him to go to daycare, but he needs social skills now that he’s getting older. He’s becoming more mobile and talkative (baby talk that is). Luckily, his daycare is owned by a friend of the family… Continue reading Daycare
Since I was in elementary, I always thought I was ugly. I always looked in the mirror and felt I was unattractive. It didn’t matter what my parents, friends or boyfriends would say, in my eyes I was ugly, and sometimes I still feel that way today. It stems from me being unhappy with how… Continue reading Confessions of a Single Mom #11: I Thought My Son Would Be Ugly