Heart to Heart – Yara

I was born straight into a broken home. One parent was diagnosed with schizophrenia, battled demons (literally), depression, and drug addiction. The other parent abused prescription drugs and I suspect molestation and who had absolutely no idea what is was to love herself, let alone a child. My mom was 23 when she had me. I donโ€™t know the entire story and I am sure I never will, but shortly thereafter โ€“ she became a single mom. My dad lived in Puerto Rico for a couple years, but my grandma (his mom) would pick me up sometimes so that I could have a relationship with his side of the family. I still remember the day he came back to NJ and they introduced me to him. I was so confused, and at roughly 6 years old, had no idea how to even feel. It was fun while it lasted. But because my mom and dad could never get along, my mom turned into this โ€œbaby mamaโ€ and completely just removed him from my life all together. My mom was a workaholic, and although when I was really young she spent a bit more time with me, as I got older, she would stay at work for about 12 hours and even when she was home, it was obvious she didnโ€™t care much about connecting. Read More »

๐ŸŒฟ My breastfeeding experience #FedIsBest ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿผ

IMG_20170619_042439_346
#Repost from IG ย – โ€‹๐ŸŒฟ Y E S T E R D A Y #latepost & lengthy too ๐Ÿ˜‰ – A week ago my entire life changed. I am now a mother of two precious little boys ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ถ. This past week has been filled with all kinds of emotions. Though I am now completely filled with joy, I can’t say the same was true for the last several days. I found myself falling into what felt like a deep depression.

Read More »