Category Archives: After Birth

Excuse me, what’s your name?


It hasn’t felt like it but it’s been seven months since I’ve blogged. Thanks to Facebooks friendly reminders I realized how many great moments I caught and how many I missed due to my slacking. Not going to lie, it kinda sorta really broke my heart. But better late then never, so here I am again.

If you don’t remember me, I’m Parita from PARITATIME. The extremely fabulous, fun, loving wife and momma that has a killer sense of humour! Can you say TOOT TOOT?!?! I love tooting my own horn! Hey if you don’t why would anyone else?!?

So what have we missed?!?! Lots!!!! I’m thinking the next couple of posts will be used to get us up to date! Angelina is now 20 months and 27 days old. My baby is so not a baby anymore! She talks like crazy all day errrr day! She has her own personality, she’s hilarious (with one joke in particular… Stay tuned for that!) Everyday she wakes up with a huge smile on her face asking for some sort of food. Usually debra (special indian roti with fenugreek), or cookies, or pancakes, or ice cream (banana ice cream or revellos), or pizza, or fresh juice (particularly beet juice, not so much mean green juice), or simply just ketchup. Sounds like any mommas dream come true because you assume that she must be a great eater if she’s waking up requesting food, but that’s a negative. We still have good days and bad days. Story of my life!

But one amazing accomplishment that I’m so excited to share is when Angie learnt how to say her full name this summer. Well a lot of the time it sounds like A-lina or A-lila but it’s just so darn cute! Originally we weren’t too sure when she would be able to say her whole name (after all it is a fairly long one) but she was saying Angie for a while… but then one random summer afternoon in Hawaii while playing with her Dadda it just happened! The video below was literally minutes after!!!

Enjoy!!!

Heart, star.

Parita xoxo

 

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Losing Weight

Well hello again beautiful!

So this is a follow up to yesterday’s posts on Facebook and Instagram in regards to my weight. There are apparently a lot of us women that are in struggle town when it comes to our weight. Yes, I am super duper close to my pre-pregnancy weight (3.8lbs to be exact) and to be honest I didn’t know if this day would ever come.

A lot of you are asking how I managed to do the impossible. It’s not a big secret but thought I would share to let you in on what I’ve learnt and been doing so far.

I’ll be honest, there is no working out. Angelina is my treadmill and weights. Whatever down time I get, I am definitely not thinking about the gym. It really is food, that’s it.

In the last month or so I have made a big change to my diet, minus while I was in Jamaica! Of course! And in the last little while I have FINALLY noticed me getting out of this gosh darn weight plateau that I was stuck in for awhile. But the scale has finally unfrozen and the numbers are changing in my favour. This is what my last little while has looked like when it comes to eating and I swear it’s this that made a difference!

Morning: Acai Berry Bowl (Acai is very popular in Brazil as it is known to help with weight loss and maintain a healthy weight)/Chia Bowl (refer to the last post!)

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Lunch: Delicious layered beautiful salad. With homemade dressing.

Dinner: Another extremely gorgeous salad. With another homemade dressing.

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ALL BIG PORTIONS and lots of water! Specifically cucumber infused! My two servings of chia lemon water! And throughout the day a couple of cups of decaf herbal tea.

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So basically just eat a lot of fruits and veggies! Not to big of a surprise right?!? But the key for me was beauty. Seeing gorgeous and vibrant bright coloured foods just does something to me. And when I load it with superfoods oh my belly.

The above meals consist of acai berry purée, bananas, almond milk, coconut milk, coconut, berries, hemp hearts, chia seeds, homemade granola, homemade whipped coconut cream, red and green cabbage, carrots, sweet potato, avocado, dragon fruit, white and red quinoa, tahini, lemon, lime, cucumber, spinach, kale, broccoli, cauliflower … You get the point! Lots and lots of fruits and veggies! Now shhhhh here’s the secret… Don’t just throw it all in a bowl and scarf it down. My inspiration has been from Bolt Fresh Bar. I found them on Instagram, it’s worth a follow! Their salad presentation is what got me going and gets me every time. Have a look at their salads!

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Something about an organized breakfast bowl and salad. It’s just so delicious looking! Call me crazy but it worked and is still working! Who doesn’t want to eat and appreciate something so beautiful?!?! In the last couple of weeks I’ve noticed major changes in my weight and that’s all I’m doing different! Making it pretty, adding bright colours and organizing, I swear!

I will start sharing some recipes that helped me and hopefully will help you too!

Time to go line up some fruits and veggies!

Heart, star.
Parita xoxo

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You got to learn how to walk before you run.


Clearly the person who came up with that saying didn’t have a child. Yes it’s true, Angelina is on her way to her next huge milestone. Walking or should I say a brisk jogger?

Sunday night when the dynamic mother daughter duo came home, mom and dad were relaxing in the living room and Angelina was busy in her work area getting things done. Moving toys from one area of the sofa to the other area of the sofa in a very precise order. Holding onto the sofa to ensure everything is done in the most timely manner. She then realized that there was an immediate product demand at her play centre located just a few steps north of where she was situated. Without hesitation she walked on over. Dad and I stared at each other in shock! Did we really just see that?!?! We tried not to react to insane in hopes to see it again and yup indeedy it happened again and again. But what was first 4 very easy steps to the delivery site was becoming harder harder for her. Rightfully so, she’d been working on different projects all night. Needless to say she needed to take a water break and then head back to the library to organize her SSBS (Sesame Street Book Series). And that was that.

Which brings us to last night, when it became official! It’s so cute to see her face with every step she takes and her balancing act routine that she does in between. The best is once she’s reached her location, like any proud parent you look at her with a huge smile on her face but she just looks at you like “Ugh mom, it’s so not even a big deal. All the kids are doing it. Relax.” Then I made a quick plea up to God that went a little something like this.

“Please God make me a cool hip and happening parent that doesn’t embarrass her unless I purposely try to do so. Did I just say hip and happening?!?!” Note to self, never say that again.

Heart, star.
Parita xoxo

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Changing my name to Pamela

So here’s a good one for you.

Last night got me thinking. I’m still fighting the last couple of preggo pounds that I need to lose. It feels like I’ve been singing this song for months now. But it’s not going anywhere anytime soon. I’ll be honest, I don’t absolutely hate my weight but I would like to go back to my old self. 10 pounds that’s it! That’s all I’m asking for! Does that really seem too far fetched?

When I talk to my once knocked up girlfriends they all have something different to say. Some lost the weight almost right away (I hate you!) while others… Years later… Just weren’t able to. Sooooo what’s the answer or maybe I should be asking what’s the secret?!

I know that if I worked out that would help me out… But there’s no time. Really! I honestly feel like being with my home girl Angie all day, that’s a work out of its own. I swear she was a workout instructor in her past life. And when daddy walks in, I’m ready to jump on the sofa. The thought of putting on my gym shoes…. Hell nah!!!! Momma said knock you out!

As for eating I’m not too bad, I don’t binge and I sure as heck don’t eat celery sticks and carrots all day. I eat good food, smoothies, juices. I do cheat…. More often then I should though. Thanks to a certain someone, cough cough hubby cough cough! Then it happened last night. My sister in law said it… “You use to have self control!” I did!!!! Where did it go? Bless her heart, she didn’t mean it horribly. She was stating the facts. And I did, I was what some people would call “hardcore”. If I had a goal, I’d get there easy peezy. I wouldn’t give up until I did! WHAT HAPPENED?

Here’s my reasoning… And tell me if I’m wrong. Angie’s now 10 months old and she’s still breastfeeding (round of applause, especially after https://paritatime.com/2014/02/04/lets-be-honest-part-3/) and I feel like with her teething/growth spurts she’s wanting the boob more than the bottle. Which is absolutely amazing. I’m glad that I can be her go to, to soothe her and make her feel calmer, better, at ease etc. That’s what mommas are for! So with that being said breastfeeding boobs are substantially bigger than good ol’ normal boobs. I’d say it’s an additional 5lbs for sure. Side story: in the last couple of weeks I’ve had to wear a lot of sarees and that’s when I really learnt the size difference. None… I repeat none of my sarees blouses go over even half of my chest. Arms are fine… It’s just the chest! After I’m done breastfeeding I wonder if I go back to my normal boob size or am I the new Indian exotic Pamela Anderson for life!?! Side note complete. Secondly, soon as I feed I’m either super dehydrated or hungry. So obviously I have to do something about it, so I’m ready for our next round.

After writing that out, I think the secret is that. I solved the mystery, once breastfeeding is done the 10lbs will probably fall off! Right?!? Makes sense to me.

Heart, star.
Parita aka Pamela xoxo

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Just say it already!

The truth, the real hard truth… I’ve had some major writers block for the last month! Why? I have absolutely no clue. If you look at the number of drafts I had saved, there are endless half written blogs galore! But nothing finished. So I decided to start fresh! I deleted my hours of work and I’m starting again!

First of all can you believe Angie is now 8.5 months old? I swear a tear just rolled down my face. Where did the time go?!? She’s a crawling champ, she stands holding onto anything she can grab, she claps, waves and my all time favourite she talks… Like nonstop talks. It melts me and poppa bear all the time. She has so much to say and she says it all with so much heart and soul. My baby…

Now… Don’t get me wrong, Angie does no wrong in my eyes BUT she is definitely trying to get my panties in a knot. This girl LOVES saying Dadadadadadada! Like all day every day. I swear she even says “Hi Dad” a good handful of times throughout the day as well! What the bean sprouts! She hadn’t left me completely high and dry, I have heard the sweet sweet sweet words Momma come out of little Miss Chickita’s mouth but it’s only been in between a cry. It’s for sure mom, but the way I pictured it, the day my Angie said Momma I would pick her up, spin around in circles, shower her with kisses and just as my eye catches a glimpse of the sky a rainbow begins to form. That’s all hard to do when she’s crying like a baby! Pun totally intended!

She has me playing the waiting game. I listen to her stories day in and day out. The stories about what she found on the floor, about her feet, playing with my hair, eating Cheerios, playing peek-a-boo… I get it she’s busy! BUT FOR GODS SAKE… Say Momma! Like fun and lovingly as you shower me with your amazingly perfect slobber kisses! SAY IT ANGELINA!

Heart, star.
Parita xoxo

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My hair FINALLY stopped falling out!

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I feel like it’s been forever since I’ve done a post preggo blog. I guess that’s a sign of how busy I am now!

My Angelina is now 7.5 months old! Time is flying by like crazy. She has her first two teeth, she’s crawling, she eats some solids, loves smoothies and wheatgrass (obviously she’s my daughter), baby talking nonstop, a personality that keeps me on my toes and oozes love! Honestly from complete strangers to family and friends, if you are in her presence you can feel that special love. This girl is the definition of pizzaz!

Is she sleeping straight throughout the night? Nope! But she only wakes up about twice throughout the entire night, so I’m not complaining. Plus once she’s done feeding, she loves to cuddle! So I’m actually winning in this situation. #winning

Yes, I’m still Breastfeeding (pat on the back)! Still can’t believe it, but I actually think that may be one of my biggest accomplishments. Getting through that and not giving up, was one of the hardest things I’ve ever gone through. I do formula as well though, she gets a good mix of both.

Now this is the update that I am so pleased to share!!! MY HAIR FINALLY STOPPED FALLING OUT! I had heard that after birth you lose hair but I was not prepared for how much hair you really lose. It was bad… like really bad. To the point, that if I ran my fingers through my hair, there was a guaranteed handful that would come out. And when I washed my hair, misery central! I was convinced that I was balding. Like really balding. The top sides of my forehead were hit the most! Ponytails were not something I was sporting very often as it would just remind me of this awful experience I was going through. And having hardwood floors at home made it worse, I could see every little strand I lost! My hubby would have to vacuum everyday… No lie! BUT good news!!!! It’s actually growing back! And full!! My hair feels thick and sexy again! I have to admit… I look good! #justsaying Parita is back in action! Let the high pony tails and hair flipping begin!

So to the new momma’s that are losing hair right now, it sucks! I feel for you! But I promise there is a light at the end of this horrifying tunnel. It stops (mine stopped at 7 months) and IT GROWS BACK!!! WOOOHOOO!!!!

Happy Sunday Friends!!!

Heart, star. xoxo
Parita

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The Moment When

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We did it! Angie and I flew to Winnipeg successfully. Six days ago I was biting my nails nervous as anything trying to figure how the heck i’m going to fly alone with Angelina.

I reached out to a girlfriend who had given me the low down on what to expect and how to cope a couple days earlier but I still had ants in my pants. Then my Facebook world reassured me that I could really do this. Gave me a lot of pointers which I studied hard before getting on the plane.

Checking in was easy since Hubster did most of it, passing security was a breeze (minus having to take my sleeping child out of her car seat). I did ask while checking in, if the flight attendants would help with collapsing the stroller and all before boarding and I was told that unfortunately the staff would be too busy helping people board to be of any assistance… So I had to figure it out for myself. It ain’t easy. Diaper bag, bottles, stroller, toys, car seat and baby. Ohhh nelly!

As I got to the gate, obviously there was not a single seat available but a very kind man offered his when he saw I was almost in struggle town. Soon as I calm down and thought to myself “okay okay we’re doing good…” it was time to board. My heart skipped a couple of beats, armpits started sweating, Angie just happened to wake up then (of course) and I started strollin’ on over. All I could think to myself is how am I going to hold my child in one hand, take off the car seat and collapse the stroller with the other? All I kept saying is “please God, help a sister out!”

Okay so I’m now at the entrance of the plane… I look down at the diaper bag, Angie and I think “i’m screwed” this is sooo not going to work. Then I contemplate putting her in the holder just so I can juggle everything else then a little angel appeared in the form of a new father with his wife. He saw my face and came to my rescue and did it all for me as I spoke to his wife about our kids. I was counting my blessings and it just happened that they were sitting in front of us.

As we took off, as per all the advice given I fed Angie on the way up and pacified. Smooth sailing. The sound of the engine put her to sleep. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU, I was screaming (in my head of course). An hour in, her precious little eyes open, uh oh spaghettio… The other bottle is under the seat, there is no way I can reach it, mix it… I didn’t prep myself or plan for this. I did what I thought i would never do… Pulled out the boob! I would like to say i’m a breastfeeding champ. Just saying… I was counting my blessing for the window seat, I faced the window and nobody saw a thing. Ohhhh hayyyyy!!!!! She then fell right back to sleep until we landed.

Now it was time to get off, here we go again. I was hoping the nice gentleman would help me again but him and his wife gave me a wave and said good luck as they got their stuff and left with their crying child. UGH, I felt my eyes watering. I kept tell myself don’t cry, i’m going to look like a fool. There are people starving in the world, this is nothing… Right?!? I’m screwed.

As I manage to shimmy my way out of the seat and pull my diaper bag out, i’m holding Angie tight, shhhh-ing in her ear… Hoping a crying frenzy doesn’t start. That will make everything 8 million times worse. As I get off the plane, I see it. The nice man put all my stuff together before he left. I cried like a baby! People were staring, but I couldn़’t help it. I felt like I won the lottery!

SO NOTE TO EVERYONE OUT THERE, IF YOU SEE A MOM TRAVELLING BY HERSELF HELP HER PUT HER STROLLER TOGETHER. WE MAY LOOK LIKE SUPERMOMS BUT WE COULD USE THE EXTRA HAND!!!

Despite how dramatic I made this experience sound, I think we did pretty damn good. Angie did amazing! What made it even better was being greeting by family, a massive sign and over flowing love!

But what makes this all worth it is…

The moment when you see the joy and smile that you brought to your parents face and that very moment when they call your daughter your name by accident…

Priceless.

Heart, star.
Parita xoxo

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Capture Every Moment!

Oh my lanta, I was just going through old videos on my phone and I had a little breakdown! Okay i’ll be honest… a big breakdown. How is my little cutey patootey daughter growing up so quickly?!? She’s only 3 months and 3 days old but we have already gone through soo much and soo many different phases! All I can say is thank God we have been doing a lot of video documenting. Pictures don’t do justice at this time, trust me!!! All the new parents or parents to be out there, let me share with you the best advice given to me before Angie was born. Invest in a good camera or have a good cell phone that can catch every little perfect and not so perfect (which later on in life when you reflect will be perfect) things they do. Now more then ever when I see these moments pass by I realize its a once in a lifetime. This is such a cheesy post friends, BUT I CAN’T HELP IT!

Angie has been giving mommy and daddy daily chatfests, luckily I was able to catch the video below last week to share with you all. Her dimple, her smile, her laugh… Awwwhhhh my baby!!!!

I’ll save this for another post BUT if you have a looksy at the picture below Angelina’s ears are now pierced! I’ll share that in my next post. 🙂

Anyone know how to slow down time?!?! Freeze it for a bit?!? Anything?!?!

Heart, star.
Parita xoxo

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Crying my Selfie

I figured that since I have a bit of down time I might get a post in. Hmmmm where to start? In the last week and then some we have hit a bit of a rough patch. Our little Miss Angelina is fine and dandy throughout the entire day, then as it comes to her last feeding of the night OH MY NELLY! Thinking about it gives me goosebumps everytime! Okay i’m being a bit dramatic, its not every night… More like every second night, but still. She screams, she cries (with tears running down her face), she shakes, she makes pukey noises, coughs because shes crying so much… I could keep going. My heart breaks just writing that. Seeing it is even worse. It actually makes me cry sometimes, exhaustion plus your beautiful baby girl sooo upset… it would hurt any womans heart. This is new for her though. For the most part she has been good, nothing too out of the oridinary worth complaining about BUT this new phase is a hard one. Now the mommy daddy team have decided that we need to conquer whatever this is and we actually start preparing ourselves at 7:00pm. I have now decided to try to be home by this time or minimizing the visits after this time (for now) so I can keep a very calm and quiet atmosphere for her. Crazy right?!? I swear my husband thinks I’m crazy! When I’m able to stay on track, this usually does the trick and its smooth sailing. (Knock on wood, knock knock, knock.) My theory is Angie is not here to ruin our lives so her little tiny body must be going through something if she’s acting like this. Perhaps teething?!? Thoughts, mothers out there reading this? Has anyone tried the teething necklace? I saw a baby wearing it the other day. its super cute… I just wonder if it works. Talk to me friends!!!

Other then that Angelina wakes up in the morning smiling and full of energy, talking and laughing like its nobodies business. So yesterday we were playing dress up and I totally tried to take some selfies with her. We all know that it takes more than one picture to get the perfect one. So can you imagine getting a 12 week old baby to look at the camera while capturing yourself at your best no makeup angle! Its easier then it sounds when you have Super Baby! I swear to you there are more than ten pictures ALL of which she is looking directly in the camera! Keep in mind, after every couple of pictures I would move around a bit, change our positioning… Yet everytime I put my hand up to take a picture… She had her glamour, attitude, ohhh hayyyyy face on. All I can say is WORK IT GIRL!! I couldn’t be more proud of her. Pure confidence already! I attached three pictures below so you can have a looksys for yourself! Amazing right?!?!

Last but not least, I recieved a couple of emails in the last little while asking if i’m still breastfeeding, so I thought I would share on here since I gave you the play by play action in the beginning. Drum roll pleaseeeeee, darummmm darummm darummmm YES! I survived! I’m at 3 months and still going. I can’t believe it myself sometimes, but I actually did it. Probably one of the most challenging things i’ve accomplished in my life. But I guess the saying no pain, no gain proves true here! Yes, I am still taking Blessed Thistle and Fenugreek capsules daily and right before she falls asleep I give her one bottle of formula to fill her belly for a long and good nights rest. But other then that this Milk Factory is up and running 24/7, WOOT WOOT!

Speaking of which, its time to open up shop!

Toodles for now!

Heart, star.

Parita xoxo

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Passing Time

I’m lying in bed looking at my two loves deep in sleep. Both as precious as can be, I am so grateful and lucky. Whether it be with a child or a partner, love is the ultimate gift.

Yesterday someone said something that really got me thinking. In the last little while Angie has been getting spoiled by family and friends with having the luxury of being held almost all the time. Mother and father are also guilty, so i’m not going to point fingers and she is sooo darn cute… It is hard to resist. But Miss Angelina is growing at ample speeds. Now weighing in at 12lbs it can do a number on the biceps. Want tickets to the gun show? BAHAHA! Back to my story, we were talking about how holding Angie for awhile can get tiring, thats when he said it. She won’t want this forever. Soon as crawling and walking starts, things will change. All she wants right now is nuzzle time. Especially with mommy and daddy, she somehow always finds the perfect place on our chest, head placed on our heart and just drifts off into her dream world. How can such a small person give us such an undescribeable feeling? At the rate shes growing, the perfectness of cuddling up on my chest won’t be the same. She just fits perfectly.

But… New thought….

She will always fit perfectly. Yes, in a different way but perfectly. What I have learnt since the day she was born is time passes quicker now more than ever. Embracing those moments are key, but I can’t be sad knowing that this stage may almost be done because better is on its way, right? It has to be. We have so many firsts ahead of us. Her first word, her first unstoppable giggle, her first solids meal, her first tooth, her first step, her first dancing party with me… I could keep going. Naming those just brought a big smile to me face. Honestly sometimes these blogs are like my therapy. I can talk myself through my situations and bring light to my reality. So basically when one of her stages finish another begins. I can’t wait to experience each and every one of them.

So for now I’ll count my blessings every nuzzle time I get.

I don’t know how my parents did it, but every day since she was born I have felt a completely different sense of gratefulness. Hopefully Angie will say that about us one day.

I found this poem by Maya Angelou below. There are many different ways to interpret it, but I think it fits perfect here.

Sorry, I feel like this blog is all over the place today!

Until next time.

Heart, star.
Parita xoxo

Passing Time

Your skin like dawn
Mine like musk

One paints the beginning
of a certain end.

The other, the end of a
sure beginning.

Maya Angelou

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