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My Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice!

Because October isn’t complete without pumpkin patch pictures! I may not be the brains behind the operation but I gotta say that I’m glad we went! Angelina talked about pumpkins the entire way there and was in heaven while running through the patch. It’s the simplicity that children love and that really makes you realize how grateful we should be. They may be small but these little people are bundles of knowledge and lessons.

Feeling grateful today!

Heart, star.
Parita xoxo



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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!!!


Heart, star.

Parita xoxo


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Help Angelina Give


Angelina had an amazing and memorable first Christmas! This girl is special I tell ya! She is growing up too quickly, it’s actually makes me so sad. Every morning I wake up and see this little princess staring at me with the biggest smile on her face, usually picking my nose, going through my hair, telling a very important story or sometimes just staring at the ceiling in deep thought of how she plans to make the world a better place. I honestly wake up every morning, thanking God she’s mine and eager to start the day in anticipation of what surprise she’ll share with me today. Every days a good ol’ Christmas Day for me. She’s got gifts galore to give away!

So I had a thought last night and thought I would throw it out to the Universe and to you all. Angie is one lucky girl, she’s been showered with many many gifts. I’m sure like many of you we’ve happened to get doubles of some gifts and some she is surprisingly “too big for”. This got me thinking… I do have gift receipts to get her something new but does she really need it?

Every single parent wants to give their child the world but don’t necessarily have the means to do it. Before/during Christmas a lot of people give but it kinda dwindles once Christmas is done because we all have to get back to our busy lives. But Angelina wants to see if we can help some families that maybe didn’t get too lucky during the holiday season. We are hoping this is the first of many years to come! We need to teach our kids at a young age that they can make a difference too. So I thought, why not start before Angie’s first birthday?!?! No time better then the present right?!?

So here we go! Let’s end our year and/or begin our new year on a high note. We will be doing this is both in Toronto (North York Women’s Shelter) and Winnipeg (Winnipeg Harvest). Since this is Angelina’s initiative there is a focus on children’s toys, books, and clothing but obviously the more we are able to give the better! No limitations here! And to make it even more convenient for you there will be both pick up and drop off available!!!! Any help big or small would be greatly appreciated. Once we have got everything together hampers will be made to hand out filled with lots and lots of love!

I hoping that this has got you thinking and you are on board with us!!! If you are interested, please email Angelina at and we can organize a pick up or drop off at your convenience.

Angie hopes to hear from you soon!!!

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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Winner Winner Chicken Dinner!!!!

The way I see it there are three types of girls out there. The ones who really truly love sports, the ones that couldn’t care less about sports and then me. The in between. I didn’t chose this life, it was more like there was no option! Like seriously!

On our tv there’s either two things Treehouse or Sports! All sports! Football, hockey, baseball, tennis, golf, basketball…. Shoot me!

So yesterday I was basically hit by a train, like run over and then they reversed and hit me again. I call this type of collision a cold/flu. I felt and still feel like poo. The worse part is Angie has it too! Cue the awwwhhhhhh.

So yesterday while my head was a bit foggy I did something I never do. Side note: The hubby loves to play with odds, he enjoys the rush. If betting on games could be his professional job he’d hand in his resignation tomorrow. It’s his thing. So back to yesterday… While my head was in the foggy, misty, booger filled air I casually mentioned, I think I may try to bet today. He was shocked, not going to lie… So was I. I told him to read teams off for me and I’d decide. Here’s where I get fancy… I did a parlay. I randomly chose two hockey teams, one college football team and one NFL team to win. How did I choose them? I looked deep within my heart, I picked what sounded good, what rang my church bells, what honked my horn! $20 later I had this ticket in my hand. For the first time ever I was into the silly games… I swear he was looking at me with so much love. We high fived at touch downs, celebrated penalties, cheered on first downs. (Yup I know the lingo!)

Then it happened, it really happened! The Colts won and I won! I predicted all four games, woot woot!!!! WHO AM I?!?! On just Parita that is now $193 richer! Say what!!!

So ladies, if your bored out of your mind and sports is taking over I’m not recommending to gamble your life away BUT you can make it interesting once in awhile. And trust me, he will love you for it! Like love love love you for it! Am I on to something? Should I consider being a relationship counsellor?!?

Winner winner chicken dinner!

Hmmm…. What should I buy with my winnings?!?!

Heart, star.
Parita 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!


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




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Sitting on Top of the World

Dear Time,

Please stop moving so quickly. Relax, breath and take your time.

What’s your big rush?

A concerned friend,

This is exactly how I feel every morning when I wake up. It’s happening, whether I would like to slow it down or not. My Angelina is growing up. Six months this Saturday. Not only is time telling me that but so are her actions. She is actually, very comfortably sitting up on her own now. No propping required. It officially happened a little over two weeks ago and I think it just sunk in.

My baby that always needed me or daddy’s arm, lap, legs… To sit up, doesn’t need us anymore. She can do it on her own.

Numerous moms had told me that once children can sit up it gets easier. But I’m not too sure if that’s what I need, let alone want! The way I see it, she’s one step closer to being her own independent person. I know this may sound a bit premature but when you spend every waking moment with a tiny little person whose life you completely revolve around, whose life completely depends on you and vice versa, it’s a hard pill to swallow. Yes, she’s still a baby. No, she may not understand that the little things she just naturally so easily does (like her oh so perfect smile and her baby talk) make my life in those very moments feel absolutely perfect. It just honestly feels like it’s all moving too quickly. I guess it’s a good thing, but can’t I slow it down just a tad bit?!?!

She already has her own strong, don’t mess with me personality. But she also is a big mush ball that smiles and talks (well try’s to talk) to everyone. Including complete strangers. I know this might sound a bit crazy but that is exactly what I wanted in my child. A strong little women, who will constantly be making a positive difference in peoples lives effortlessly. That’s all I thought while she was in my belly, even if it’s a small difference… Understanding that it’s nothing less then life changing. Because I know that when she sees what she’s capable of and really understands it, she’ll be able to move mountains. I already see her doing that at grocery stores, the mall, the park, the bank… They may be more like bunny hills right now but she’s on the right track. Every time a complete stranger comes up to say hi to Angelina, she without fail gives them that heart warming, magical smile and I am so proud. She’s making a difference.

To the naked eye, it may look like my daughter is just sitting up on her own now but I see far more. She’s becoming her own little person. I knew that this would happen, but I was not prepared for how quick.

So my dear Angie, sit tall, sit proud, sit with confidence and know that even though you may not see it but you are a life changing little girl that is making a difference in this world. Whether it be big or small, I see it as life altering and I am so very proud of you.

Heart, star.
Parita xoxo




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Angelina Angelina, please bring down your concertina!

Good weather is FINALLY here!!! All I have to say is it’s about time!

My family is addicted to good weather. But who wouldn’t be?!?! We honestly can’t get enough sun and fresh air, we thrive off of it. It just makes me want to sinnnggggg!!!!! It’s pretty safe to say that the good ol’ Mr. Sun always makes us feel happier, healthier and just vibrating with goodness. So the question left was, will our baby love it as much as us?!?!

I have taken Angelina for walks with the stroller before and she liked it but hated the sun on her face. At that point I thought, uh oh spaghettio… Houston we have a problem. Then this last weekend we went to Kensington market, it was a bit cold but she loved it. Didn’t complain once. If anything she was loving all the attention she was getting. And now today I strapped on the carrier, put her in and headed for the door. We spent an hour or so outside, looking at the grass, pebbles, talking to our neighbours and basically enjoying life! She’s one of us. She had a ball!! So rest assured, if you are looking for us this summer… You know where we will be. šŸ™‚

Now we all have one song that is our go to song of the summer and I just had to share ours with you! It’s an oldie but a goodie. I can’t believe I didn’t know about this song before, but thanks to my lovely aunt and uncle it is now playing in our house at least a couple times a day! Play it loud and get ready to dance your booty off!!!

Heart, star.
Parita xoxo






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The Moment When


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 couldną¤¼’t help it. I felt like I won the lottery!


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…


Heart, star.
Parita xoxo



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