While scrolling through Instagram during one late night feed with Jules, I came across Marie. A few Instagram stalker minutes later, I discovered her incredible blog, The Mother Manifestor. Woah, did her content speak to my soul… and I just had to share.
About half way through my pregnancy I started to get anxious. I’m not an anxious person at all but I had this new found anxiety focused around what I needed to buy to prepare for the baby.
It’s time to get real about postpartum bodies. In short, it’s not glamorous and can be a bumpy but short ride. As my first time experiencing pregnancy and postpartum, it was not an easy journey since I really had no clue what to expect. Any small expectations I may have had, came from scrolling through Google and social media feeds. Oh man, was that a bad idea.
I’m a co-sleeper. I’m a bed-sharer. There, I said it!
Jules has been sleeping with me since birth and I absolutely love it (except lately but more on that in a bit). Re-wind to 6 months ago on the day Jules was born…
As a native, I’ve seen the eating options in South Florida evolve. As more and more people migrate to our “melting pot” community, the demand for good food has risen. While the city still reigns as the Cuban Food capital, new words are popping up like vegetarian, vegan and consciously derived ingredients. So move over LA, Miami is quickly coming up to par as a healthy eating city.
