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Mama life, New York, NY (2025)

10/01/2025

Stop saying you hate kids.

Kids aren’t the problem.
Their parents are.

All kids are innocent.
But not all kids are given good role models to look up to.
Not all kids are being taught how to regulate their emotions,
how to be kind,
how to navigate a world that can be cruel.

So when you say you hate kids, what you’re really saying
is you don’t understand them.
You don’t see that their behavior is a reflection of what they’re being shown.
You don’t see that they’re still learning how to exist.

And maybe instead of complaining about kids,
you could figure out how to guide them.
Because whether you like it or not
they are our future.

10/01/2025

Stop getting mad at kids for doing the very things kids are supposed to do.

They’re going to spill drinks.
They’re going to get too loud.
They’re going to push boundaries.
They’re going to make mistakes.

Because that’s what childhood is.
It’s messy. It’s loud. It’s full of lessons.

They aren’t giving you a hard time
they’re having a hard time.
They aren’t trying to annoy you
they’re trying to figure it all out.

Belittling them does nothing but break their spirit.
Guiding them builds their confidence.
Meeting them with patience teaches them how to love.

They don’t need perfection.
They need you steady, gentle, and safe
as they grow into the people they’re meant to be.

10/01/2025

October is pregnancy and infant loss awareness month.
A month that so many of us wish we didn’t have to be part of.

You never got to take your first breath in my arms.
You never got to hear my voice calling your name.
But you will never leave my heart.

The truth is, grief like this doesn’t go away.
It changes you. It settles into your soul.
It’s loving someone you never got to keep.

To the moms who carried a baby they never got to meet,
to the dads who never got to hold their child,
to the families who light a candle for the little life that slipped away too soon
you are not alone.

1 in 4 women will experience this heartbreak.
And every single story matters.
Every single baby matters.
Every single love matters.

So tonight, I’ll whisper to the sky and hope my angel hears me.
You never arrived in my arms,
but you will always live in my heart.

10/01/2025

If you want to see my children, that’s on YOU.
Show up. Be present. Put in the effort.

Don’t claim to love them while doing the bare minimum.
Don’t act like I’m the problem when you’re the one choosing not to show up.

It is not my responsibility to build a relationship between you and my kids.
It is not my responsibility to remind you they exist.
It is not my responsibility to chase you down so you can play “family” when it’s convenient for you.

That weight doesn’t fall on me. It falls on YOU.

So don’t guilt me. Don’t twist it. Don’t act like you care when your actions say otherwise.

Because if you really cared about my kids, you’d prove it. With consistency. With effort. With love.

Not excuses.

10/01/2025

Thank you to the moms who have ever passed down a bag of baby clothes, a stroller that no longer gets used, or toys that still have plenty of love left in them.

It might look like just clothes or just hand-me-downs, but it’s really so much more than that.
It’s one mama lifting another.
It’s tiny reminders that we’re not alone in this season.
It’s the past stitched into fabric, and the promise of new memories waiting to be made.

So here’s to every mom who’s shared a piece of their journey with another your kindness lingers far longer than the clothes ever will.

10/01/2025

I’m thankful, I really am.
But I’m also tired.

Yes, I get to wash the dishes because my family has a full belly.
I get to do laundry because my family had clothes to wear.
I get to pick up toys because my kids were playing and laughing.

And I love that. I wouldn’t trade it.
But tired is still there.

And it’s okay to admit both.
Gratitude and exhaustion can live in the same breath.

10/01/2025

She is me she is tired

09/30/2025

October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month.
A month to speak out loud what so many of us carry in silence.

Until we meet again, my baby.
The words I whisper when the silence gets too loud.

Until we meet again, I’ll carry you in places no one else can see.
In my heart, in my dreams, in the quiet moments where the world feels still.

Until we meet again, I’ll imagine the milestones we never got to share.
The birthdays, the first words, the hugs I’ll never feel.

Until we meet again, I’ll honor your existence in the only way I know how
by loving you fiercely, even if our time together was far too short.

They say time heals, but the truth is, I’m not waiting for healing.
I’m waiting for you.
In whatever way the universe allows.

Until we meet again, my love.

09/30/2025

It’s not always easy having kids with a large age gap.

One wants to run and play, the other wants to sit and talk.
One wants cartoons, the other wants YouTube.
One wants the park, the other thinks it’s boring.

And I find myself stretched thin, constantly trying to be in two places at once.
Constantly trying to make it fun for everyone.

But the truth is, sometimes it’s impossible.
Sometimes one of them feels left out.
Sometimes I go to bed wishing I had more to give.

And that’s the hardest part.
Not being able to give each of them the exact same kind of joy at the same time.

But I remind myself
they don’t need perfect.
They just need me to keep showing up.
To keep trying.
To keep creating little moments where each of them feels seen.

Because even if the fun doesn’t look the same for everyone,
the love always does.

09/30/2025

If you see a teenager out trick or treating
Let them have fun

If you see a parent out with their new baby
Let them have fun

If you see a group of adults dressed up and laughing
Let them have fun

At my house
If you show up in a costume
You’re getting candy
No matter how old you are

09/30/2025

October is breast cancer awareness month

1 in 8 women.
That’s not just a number.
That’s your mom.
Your sister.
Your grandma.
Your aunt.
Your best friend.

Every 2 minutes, a woman hears the words,
“You have breast cancer.”
And every 13 minutes, a family loses someone they love to it.

It’s not about saving the b***s.
It’s about saving the woman.
The one who holds her kids.
The one who makes the family feel safe.
The one who is someone’s everything.

Prevention matters.
Exercise. Eat healthy.
Get your annual mammogram.
Know the risks.

Because breast cancer doesn’t just affect one person.
It breaks open an entire family.
And too many families have already felt that pain.

This October, Breast Cancer Awareness Month,
don’t just wear pink.
Take action.
Schedule the check.
Remind the women in your life.
And never stop fighting for them.

09/30/2025

Teach your sons that their bodies are sacred too.
That their no means no.
That they deserve respect and boundaries.
That they don’t have to be tough all the time.
That it’s okay to say no, to cry, to feel, and to protect their peace.

Because boys grow into men.
And the way they value themselves becomes the way they move through this world.

Their bodies are just as special and worthy as your daughters’.

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