Hey friends! Have you ever heard of worry dolls? These tiny, colorful little dolls can actually help your child manage their worries and anxieties—especially at bedtime when those big feelings tend to bubble up. My girls can sometimes get super anxious, and worry dolls have become a beautiful little ritual for us. The idea is simple (and kind of magical): your child tells their worries to the doll before they go to sleep, and the doll “takes the worries away” while they rest. Cool, right? A Little Backstory Worry dolls come from Guatemala, where they’ve been used for generations. Traditionally...
It that time of year, the weathers getting warm, the rain has stopped. Well, kind of the weather in California has been super strange this year. Any who, I am hoping that the weather finally stays nice. I love to BBQ! It brings back so many memories of my grandpa. My grandpa always BBQed for the family and now that he passed, I try to keep the tradition going with some small changes. One of our favorites was BBQed Baked Beans. As many of you can tell by my name, I do not really eat sugar. I am not...
A healthy twist on my families favorite dish Steak Ranchero brings back so many memories. Every other Wednesday, when my dad got paid, he always took us out to eat. We would head to our favorite Mexican restaurant, and we would always get the Steak Ranchero. My whole family loves it! I loved it! we all sat down and just enjoyed each other’s company. A lot of memories were made at that restaurant, The waiters knew all of our orders, they catered my sweet sixteen, I told my parents I was pregnant with my third baby there. So, steak...
Hey friends— Before I dive in, I just want to be real with you. This post isn’t light. It’s not polished or pretty. It’s raw, it’s emotional, and it’s a part of me that I’ve kept hidden for far too long. I’ve struggled with anorexia, bulimia, and body dysmorphic disorder—and even though it’s hard to say out loud, these battles have shaped who I am today and where I’m headed on this journey to a healthier, happier me. Childhood: A Silent Struggle I wasn’t always the “chubby” kid. I started out small—just your average little girl—until something happened that...