Look At This Madness

Back in July, life threw a curveball and I wound up pregnant, quite surprisingly, again. You know when society (and the box it comes in) says the morning after pill works as long as you take it within 72 hours? Well, I took it 12 hours later and it didn’t work. I thought I was being responsible for preventing pregnancy and it turns out life had other plans, and that’s okay. But those of you who would implode if they got pregnant, NEVER use plan B/ the morning after pill. I did some research and found if you ovulate within that window before you take the pill, it essentially becomes ineffective if there are some strong swimmers in there. So $40 later that tiny little thing was pointless. I was about 4 weeks along the process when I figured out what was happening. My period was late, which it had been for the last 5 months due to stress I presume, but something inside me said it wasn’t just a late period. I had an old test lying around. It was about 6am and I decided to take it before my

  I am a firm believer in the statement you can accomplish anything you put your mind to, now more than ever. I also believe whole-heartedly, the first step to success is believing in yourself. Once you do that, there is so much power in being aware of your potential and doing anything you can to reach your goals.  Two and a half years ago I was very unhappy and felt more lost than I possibly ever had. I knew what I wanted but I had no idea how to get there. My daughter and I lived with my mom, I had little money, was not driving my own car, and was not living my passion. My daughter was honestly the only thing that kept me going.  There are three valuable keys I learned: Confidence, asking questions, and talking to people. They say fake it 'til you make it and I did just that. I was morbidly insecure about everything but I'd put on a smile and a good conversation and you'd never know.  Fast forward to today, I'm 24 years old, I have my own two-bedroom apartment, I work

Over the course of three days I grabbed a coffee to-go in support of a small business, went on a small walk with my daughter, went to the grocery store and captured all of these photos. This is not okay. In preventing sickness the citizens are trashing the city to prevent trashing their lungs from the virus. My advice: You have most likely been sitting on your a$$ all day in quarantine, so take advantage of the 50-100 feet walk over to the trash can that's right by the door or just inside. Little hint, taking your gloves off once you get in your car and tossing them on the ground doesn't do much when you have already unlocked your vehicle wearing the same gloves. Not to mention the groceries that are in your car have probably been touched by 5 other people before they were in your cart. Here's another bright idea, keep a reusable grocery bag in your car when you go out, put your gloves in that, and toss it in the city provided trash bins when you get home. Be polite

To the person who stole my phone: That little girl on the screensaver is my daughter, she’s two and a half. I work from home, a majority from my phone so I can raise her myself and not send her to daycare. I wake up early and work before she wakes up, I work during her naps and after she goes to sleep at night. I don’t have a college education. I don’t have a fancy car and I have the cheapest line of cell phone service from Walmart.  When you took my phone I lost photos of my daughter and important notes. I lost client information, phone numbers and photo content. What you gave me? Optimism. It could have been worse. You could have stolen my laptop, which has missing keys from my daughter picking them off. You could have stolen my car, which would prevent me from driving to the post office and UPS nearly every day for one of my clients.  Believe me, I know life can be hard and frankly I am sorry that yours has gotten to the point where you have to steal someone's phone. A

Finding a sense of self identity as a solo mom can be hard. I've been struggling to figure out what makes me happy, aside from my daughter. So I took a moment and asked myself, when am I happy? Whenever I'm outside. So Fourth of July morning my daughter (who will be two on Sunday!!!!) and I hiked up to Pumpkin Rock, in Norco. I only fell on my arse once on the downhill. Definitely did not sit there a moment pretending I did it on purpose in case anyone was watching.  I have taken two different ways up the hill and both are pretty steep. Generally, I don't know if I would recommend this hike to moms with two year olds for that reason. Along with the fact there is a lot of broken glass mixed in with the sand at the top. I don't know about your child, but mine loves to throw sand. If you have good shoes on and know how to make proper foot placements then definitely go fo it though. Ella had a blast and so did I.  Moving along...  Truth be told, the nasty thi

Just a heads up, this post is going to be personal... And this photo accurately sums up how I feel about the pill.  I started taking the pill around 16 years old to regulate my periods. Since then, I have taken it on and off for the last 6 years. Each time, it has had a pretty negative impact. They tell you it takes 3 months to adjust and though this might be true, I am 100% certain some of us will never adjust, take myself for example, after being on the pill for 7 months this go around.  "Are you taking it at the same time every day?" YES. I have an alarm set. Now that that is answered, lets move along.  Here are some side effects I experienced from taking the pill and how they have changed in the 3 weeks I have been off of it.  1. Extreme depression, mood swings, lots of crying. I had days where I literally did not want to live. All I could do was sit on the couch and hate my life, wanting to end it. This might sound extreme but every bit is true. Si