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Writing my way to freedom.

Writing my way to freedom.

a year ago

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Guilt

I spend most of my days filled with guilt. It stains my cheeks, I can’t get it off my hands, and it weighs heavily on my shoulders. Since becoming a mother, along with fatigue, guilt has been my constant companion. While playing with my son, I glance over at the sink filled with dishes and instantly feel guilty. If I run to him too quick when he cries, the…

a year ago

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The Introvert Mama

Remember the movie, Eat, Pray, Love? Liz and her friends discuss words that best describe their current selves. I can’t remember Liz’s word, but growing up my word was shy. I hate the word shy. With a burning passion. Haitian adults loved to say, “Don’t be shy?’, only with their heavy accents, it sounded more like shine. Lol. I wore the label around my shoulders, like a…

2 years ago

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Note to Self

In just eight days, things done changed. Drastically. It’s easy to succumb to the overwhelming feeling of despair that threatens to keep us in our bed, with the covers thrown over our heads. We can’t do that. There are a million reasons why we must get up each day. Mine is my baby boy, my son. No matter how horrible of a day I am having or had…

2 years ago

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Happy Six months, Baby boy

Six months. I can barely whisper those words without disbelief. Every time I look at your face, I still cannot believe you once resided inside my womb. I still can’t believe there was a time I didn’t have every feature of your beautiful face memorized. I used to stare at the ultrasound imagining what life with you would be like. Now my phone exists just to take pictures…

2 years ago

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Hello, 33.

I’ve attempted to write this post many times since my birthday. It’s difficult to accurately capture the type of year I’ve had. 2016, was difficult for many of us, and my personal life was no exception to this. At the beginning of the year, I had a baby in my belly that was still very much a secret and the stress was slowly consuming me. Still not…

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