Life is full of chaos. Don't Let it.
I always loved birthdays because it is a celebration of being alive and surviving life. Though now that I am older, I can say that my birthdays is no longer a celebration of me instead it’s a celebration for all the people who touched my life and made a difference in it. It’s no longer
Dear Mommy self, Please learn to let go. You have been yelling for the 10th time and the kids just want to play while eating breakfast. The house is a mess and all you want to do is to make it look like a picture in a magazine. There are mountains of laundry waiting and
This week is a week of learning and growing for me. I would have to say that more than learning it is looking back to the things I love to do before I became a mom and a wife. It is a picture of me bored in class with a pen and a notebook, lettering the name of
Have you ever found yourself deciding whether to stay calm and collected or yell out of frustration to your 3 year old? I did. It is one of the hardest thing in the world. How can I be so tough over someone so little and still learning what the world is all about especially their feelings. But
I love mornings. I love waking up early and just enjoying a cup of coffee and a book. I think mornings are a sign of a new beginning and a reminder that life should not be wasted. Every day seems to be a second chance to be a better person than yesterday. But it is so
When I was 17 years old, I met a girl who boldly said “You don’t have eyebrows, let’s fix that!” I did end up laughing with her because it’s true. I remembered after my high school yearbook picture got printed, I hid it right away, because I realized I looked weird and yes, it’s the
I have sought peace everywhere, and found it only with a book, in a nook – Thomas a Kempis I always remember my 13 year old self when I read. I see myself in my bed reading the whole day and having a headache after. It seems like those moments are my escape for
So here I am finally sitting down at Starbucks, all ready to have some me time after dropping my son at preschool. My 7-month-old is sound asleep in the stroller. How nice it is to have a sip of coffee and be able to read a book in peace. I can be me for a
Dear Tired Self, You have been browsing the internet for the last hour. Checked your Facebook, Pinterest and Google, then Refresh. You don’t really have a plan. You don’t have the motivation to do anything. You are just sitting there wondering if you can borrow a magic wand and make all the dishes in the
What is a mom to wear when she has 1 minute to choose her clothes, 2 minutes to put it on and if it’s one of her easier days she has 5 minutes to put makeup on. She tried waking up early so she can have time for herself but it seems impossible getting ready
