“Don’t be afraid just BELIEVE.”
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“Don’t be afraid just BELIEVE.”
It’s liberating. It’s empowering. What I’m I talking about? I’m talking about not having so much stuff. It took for me to move out of the country in 2015 and come back seven months later. I had a beautifully furnished apartment…and then I was selling everything, except for my clothes and my books. I took boxes and boxes of books, and my over 100 pairs of shoes with me to the Dominican Republic. I sold a sofa that I had purchased for over $900.00 dollars for $400.00. I got rid of a tempurpedic mattress that had cost $3,000.00 dollars. I got rid of a lot of stuff: nice and expensive kitchen ware, book shelf, desk, desk chair, printer, stuff, stuff, and more stuff.
Many of my friends and colleagues were shocked to find out I was making such big change. After all, I had a very stable job and a very nice apartment (with no roommates). But I felt that I needed a change and God knows I am glad I did it. If it would not have been for that decision, my baby Issac might not have been here today, for it was during the time spent in DR that I got to know my husband better (at the time he was my boyfriend). It was during that time that I knew my husband was marriage material. I also got to know my native land better. I got to spend time with local Domincans on a day-to-day basis (not just as a tourist). It was during that time that my life was not just about work work work, but I was more in tune with nature. Heck, it was during that time that I was eating fresh fish directly from the sea, brought by the fishermen and on to the kitchen. It was during that time that I got to see and experience first hand the tremendous work ethics that many Dominicans have. I got to love them a little more during that time.
Fast forward seven months later, I came back to New Jersey & New York City (I live in Jersey, work in the city). This time, I only brought two bags with me. All of my over 100 pairs of shoes, plus most of my books were left back in DR. I realized that having stuff could be more a burden than a blessing, at least when you are traveling and moving around. This realization is quite liberating for me spiritually, as well as for my pocket (or for my hard earned money).
So what is simplifying? To me it is buying things that I really need or that will serve a valid purpose. It is getting rid of things that will not add value or serve a purpose to me. It is being more spiritually in tune and less connected to the superficial world. If I would have been the type of person who gets attached to “things.” I would not have made that trip to DR, and I would have missed on a heck of a great lifetime experience and blessing.
By the way…I came back to work with the same company I had worked for when I left. You see, when you do the right thing and when you have good work ethics, people will give you the opportunity. So don’t be afraid, just do the right thing.
God bless you,
One of the reasons I love the countryside is for the peacefulness and the quietness that can be found there. Nothing can compare with listening to the sound of real birds in the morning (not an alarm clock sound or a white noise machine). At the same time, I am so blessed to have the opportunity to work in one of the best and busiest cities in the world: New York City.
Yes, I love New York City. In 2015, as you know (if you’ve read my previous posts), I took a nice detour in my career and moved to The Dominican Republic. While I was there, I got to know my native land a little better and visited quite a few places. I reconnected with my roots. While I was there however, I realized how much I missed New York City. Seven months later, I came back to The Big Apple.
I enjoy working in one of the busiest places in the world, yet I also love the peacefulness that is found in solitude and in quietness. How good it feels to read a book and just be still. How special it is to spend time in silence with God. It is in solitude that I come up with so many ideas and with solutions to “problems.”
When I had my baby, shortly after, I discovered that breast milk doesn’t just come out. At the beginning, I was a little stressed about not having enough supply for my demander. Colostrum, as I found out, is more precious than gold. And breast milk is absolutely the winner of the label “gold liquid.” But I remember that it was one night, a few days after my baby was born that my letdown (breast milk) really happened. It was an evening on which I was quiet, the baby was sleeping soundly, and so was my mom, who was with me in the hospital, and I was just feeling very peaceful in that moment, in solitude.
God bless you,
Yes, I know time flies, but now that I have a baby I see a timeline of how fast it really goes. It feels as if it was yesterday when my bundle of joy arrived. He is now four months going five.
Being a mom has changed my perspective of life. I focus on purpose when I’m doing something. Why I’m I doing this? That’s the question I ask myself. That question gives me clarity and it helps me to engage on tasks and projects with more intent.
My baby is teaching me so much, not just how to change a diaper J. For example, my baby is my best time manager. With him, every minute counts. I enjoy the time he is actively awake to play with him, to do tommy time. When he is passively awake, I read out loud or put soft music. When he is resting, catch up on reading, writing or other tasks.
I also love how he has bonded with my husband. He loves spending time with his daddy. He knows he is loved. His smile is the most beautiful and the one that has brought the most joy to my life. What a great blessing is to be a mom.
Here I am… I was absent from blogging for quiet a few months. I blame it on the severe morning sickness I had during my pregnancy. Yes! I am a mom! and it is a beautiful experience. But before I get into all the details of being a mom, I want to share my memory, my experience during my pregnancy.
First of all, all women are different and every pregnancy is different. That’s what my doctor told me…and friends who’ve already have been thru it. I will speak about my experience.
I started feeling different right about a month and a half into my pregnancy. I started feeling extremely sleepy. I would come home from work and I would fall asleep until next day. Prior to my pregnancy, I was taking some tae kwon do class and I remember one day that I had to attend class, I was taking a nap and I struggled to wake myself up and get out of bed. Shortly after that, my doctor confirmed that I was pregnant. My blessing started growing each day inside of me. Happiness and joy filled me, while at the same time my body started to change. All of a sudden my body started to feel hot all the time. I hated meat for the first few months, but craved it during the later months. Prior to my pregnancy, I could not imagine life without coffee and during my pregnancy (and still now, postpartum) I dislike coffee. Even now, after I gave birth to my baby, I don’t crave coffee (but who knows, sometimes I find myself needing the energy boost the coffee used to give me). Another factor that changed for me was that I like my drinking water room temperature and during my pregnancy I only drank water if it was ice cold.
Almost from the beginning of my pregnancy, I started vomiting. During my first and second trimester, I would vomit daily, sometimes three to four times a day. I started dehydrating. Instead of gaining weight, I was losing weight. I was hospitalized due to dehydration. The doctor prescribed me medicine to control the vomiting. When I was twenty-two weeks, I was hospitalized again due to pain and discomfort on my lower abdomen. At the hospital they told me that I was having contractions due to dehydration, which was due to all the vomiting. I had to take a couple of weeks off from work to have bed rest and take care of myself. During most of my pregnancy, I was by myself, as my husband was in The Dominican Republic and my mother was having spinal cord surgery in Florida. Luckily for me, I never felt depressed. Even with my severe vomiting I managed to make it to work almost every day. My breathing became very heavy and oftentimes I found myself gasping for air. My team at work was very supportive and very loving. In addition, I had some people who were very caring and attentive, like Delsy, my nice’s Querin’s mom and Don chucho. I also felt like I had angels surrounding me and protecting my baby and me.
I was planning on working for as long as I could until my due date. But about a month before my due date, I was at work and I started feeling very sick. Moments later the paramedics came and I was taken to NYU medical center. Right after this event took place, my doctor put me out of work. I wanted to have a vaginal delivery, however, after two days of labor pain (contractions started on Monday and Baby was born on Wednesday), I delivered via C-section. It was the most beautiful day of my life. As soon as I heard my baby crying when the doctor said, “It’s a boy!” I started laughing with joy right in the operating room.
My pregnancy was a rough pregnancy. But the joy my baby has brought to my life is indescribable. I am so grateful and so blessed. Thank you God! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!
First time on his car seat. Day we were discharged from the hospital
God bless you all,
It may seem late to say Thank you 2016 and Welcome 2017, as we are a quarter into 2017. However this has been my tradition to thank every old year and to welcome the new one on my blog. It has been quite a while since the last time I wrote and posted something. The reason for it: I was pregnant and my symptoms were very bad (I had hyperemesis). But I am happy to report that I am mom to a beautiful baby boy. He was born on February. That being said, I thank God for 2016; there were many blessings and lessons learned.
2017, Welcome! My baby boy Isaac Ismael was born this year. Thank you God! Just days ago it was my birthday, on March 18th, and my best gift from God was my baby. My next post is actually about my experience being pregnant. I wish you all the best.
When I saw this picture, it melt my heart with joy. I love that she loves animals so much. I love that she is having that opportunity to be surrounded with nature. This picture put a big smile on my face and even a laugh. For one second I thought that she would choke the creature hugging him so tight. The baby horse was probably thinking, “is she trying to Hugh me or to choke me? Help!”
I love that she is creating this kind of bond with animals and with nature. She really loves nature. She cries when they take her away from the Finca (farm).
Miranda, you are only four years old and I love you so much my little one. May You never lose that love you have for animals and for nature.
Querin, Mia, and Maiya, my three other nieces also love animals, but since they have to attend school they don’t get to spend as much time as Miranda does with the animals. My oldest nephew Ronny, is more of a city boy, but I know he loves animals too. His unconditional friend snowy (his dog) is proof of that.
Have an amazing day!