Full-Time Mom

Hey, it’s been awhile. I’ve been full-time mom’ing it for the last month and to be honest. It’s been awesome. Not that it isn’t hard as shit sometimes. But with school starting tomorrow, I feel sad. Because over the last month, our connection has grown even stronger. The way in which we communicate hitting a…

Traumatic Birth Stories

I recently read an article about a trend in women sharing traumatic birth stories. And it got me thinking about my own. With the impending birth of my second child, it’s something I find myself talking about more and more. But with ease. For the first time ever. Glossing over some of the more painful…

Isabela Island

Isabela Island is the largest island in the Galapagos, but home to only a population of just over 2,000 people. Compared to Santa Cruz, which houses more than 12,000 permanent residents. Which is exactly what we were looking for. Remote. Peaceful. A place where we could immerse ourselves in the wild. DAY 1 We arrived…

Kill And Be Killed

Two mass shootings in a matter of hours. One in El Paso, Texas at a Walmart shopping complex. Killing at least twenty people, injuring dozens more. And another in the wee hours of the morning in Dayton, Ohio. Nine dead. Twenty-six wounded. The motive for the 21-year-old white man from Texas being obscured in the…

Pregnancy Bumps

There’s the fun kind of bumps. Like the one protruding out of my midsection. And then the not-so-fun kind. Like the ones on my face. With my last pregnancy, my normally smooth skin went haywire. Confusing and frustrating me well after birth and through breastfeeding. Becoming a constant struggle to maintain a clear face after…

A Little Bit Of This

When you decide to get fries and waffles from your favorite Belgian food stand for dinner. You have a ragu waiting in the morning. Reduced for hours, the sauce was a mixture of tomatoes, red wine sausage from our meat homies up in Cotacachi, onions, garlic and bit of guanciale. Spices measured more from the…

Minimalist Me

It all started long ago, crammed into tiny spaces bursting with odds and ends. So much stuff that organization became impossible no matter what the system. I became obsessed with the idea of tiny houses and minimalism. Purging what I could. While also remaining addicted to online shopping and vintage furniture finds that filled my…

Toma Mi Mano

It was the first of a series of trial days at Pachamama, the school we are heavily considering for next year for our son Darwin. After two years at a small guardaria in Tumbaco, a nice mix of play with some learning in a cozy environment, he was ready for the next step. Encompassing all…

No Such Thing As Sides

The other day, Trump told some minority members of Congress to “Go back to where they came from.” Skyrocketing his approval numbers. Prompting me to share this on my Facebook page: Go back to where you came from. Can’t really get anymore juvenile or ignorant than than that. Is he going to start pulling up…

Happy-ish Holidays

Today is the Fourth of July. I spent last night preparing a giant pasta salad for a BBQ and will soon start loading up the car with sunscreen, towels and pool floats to enjoy the day with friends. But it’s hard for me to truly feel proud of my country. Immigrant children living in cages….