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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!!!

Enjoy!!!

Heart, star.

Parita xoxo

 

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Nanaimowies Recipe 

Before I get started I must apologize in advance to you. This new recipe has the tendency to make you feel amazingly good. Not only will it tickle your taste buds but I swear you might start hearing the Happy song in your head as you take your first bite. And with all the cacao in these perfect delicious bites it makes these bad boys an aphrodisiac! If your feeling like your having a blah day, have one of these (you won’t be able to stop at one but you can try) and you will notice the magic take place. Oh and get this, it take 10 minutes to make!

But before we get to that, let’s talk about life. I’m always looking for new and improved ways to make my life or me better. It isn’t a secret how much a love big brows. It’s been my thing for years, had I known what I know now I would’ve never gotten plucker crazy on boring days 10-15 years ago. It’s never been the same since. You all know what I’m talking about. I should’ve embraced the big brows and did very minimal clean up just like the supermodels do! But Seventeen Magazine never gave you those eyebrow tips! Now I’m left with these uneven, unsymmetrical, imperfect brows.

For the last month, I’ve been letting these puppies grow and within the last week there as been some major not so attractive growth. Sometimes I feel like my brows are growing on my eye lids (totally exaggerating) but it’s out of control. This is usually where I throw in the towel, get them threaded/waxed and go back to boring imperfect brows Parita. Not this time. I’m giving it two and a half more weeks. I am convinced that I can get at least one step closer to fixing these guys and getting that much closer to my eyebrow dreams. I’d like to say that I think I’m doing a extremely fab job hiding it though. With my trusty angled brush and dark shadow I’d like to think that you can barely tell, it’s a miracle what makeup can do! But if you do happen to catch an edition of Parita’s Eyebrows Gone Wild, don’t say I didn’t warn you!

Now that I got that off my chest! Here is the scoop on these Nanaimowies. The first bite I took almost immediately confused me. Was I enjoying a brownie or a Nanaimo bar?!?! It really is the best of both worlds. Every bite melts in your mouth. Ummm um um! Best part, I can confidently say that they are good for you! Almonds, cacao powder, coconut oil, medjool dates…. Let’s stop there for a second. I know what you’re thinking, dates?!? Now my husband hates dates, he would never touch them let alone eat them but he eats these Nanaimowies likes its his full time job! You can’t taste them at all and they are loaded with good stuff! Trust me! Have I steered you wrong yet?!?

Lastly cacao powder and cocoa powder are NOT the same. Do not substitute the two. Cacao is a superfood for a reason! Cocoa powder is processed and stripped of its nutrients. Give your body the best, it deserves it!

Now for the big reveal!

Nanaimowies Recipe

Ingredients for bottom layer:
8 medjool dates (pit removed)
2 tbsp shredded coconut
2 tbsp cacao powder
3 tsp coconut oil
1/2 cup almonds
A pinch of Celtic salt

Blend all ingredients in a food processor to a crumbly texture. In a parchment paper lined square/rectangle dish firmly press mixture down and place in fridge.

Ingredients for top layer:

2 tbsp cacao powder
2 tbsp dark chocolate chips (70% or higher is the best)
2 tbsp coconut oil
1 tbsp maple syrup

Melt and mix all four ingredients over a low heat on the stove. Once fully melted, pour on top of nut mixture and return to fridge to set.

NOTE: the longer you let it sit the easier it is to cut! For my second batch I waited 3.5-4 hours and it was perfect!

Get ready to fall in love!

Heart, star.Parita xoxo



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A family that smoothies together, groovies together! 

For the last week and a bit Angelina has decided that she wants to have smoothies to start off our day. Miss Thing is actually pretty particular, if it isn’t green she doesn’t usually drink it. No complaining here for me! This is a Moms dream come true! 

I’ve wrote about this before, but I like to say it over and over again. The more you teach your children about fruits and vegetables at an early age, the more likely they are to incorporate them and eat them on a daily basis as they get older.
Our morning routine is the same every day! She stands by my feet like clock work while I prep the fruits and veggies for our smoothie, knowing her turn is up next. Once everything is prepped and knives are put away, she gets to do the rest. Putting everything in the Vitamix, while doing a taste lick or bite on almost everything she puts in. She needs to ensure quality people!!!
We watch it blend together, we pour it together, we clean up our mess together and then the best part… We cuddle up on the sofa and enjoy our 1 litre green smoothie as we watch Sesame Street and dance, sing, clap and snap our fingers! How fun does that sound?!?!
We’re a team, as her body is getting stronger and leaner, my body is finally going back to the way I best remember it!
A family that smoothies together groovies together! Ohhhh hayyyyyy!!!!
Heart, star.
Parita xoxo




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Help Angelina Give

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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 HelpAngelinaGive@gmail.com 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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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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Even after all this time…

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Well hello there beautiful! Good morning!

It’s 6am and I’m lying in bed. I just fed Angie and can’t fall back to sleep.

So I started going through my phone and I came across this picture of myself from the cottage. A picture that was taken completely by accident (I swear!) and something about it I love. The blur, the sky, the sun peeking through the trees… The whole thing is just right. The Universe perfectly aligned.

It reminded me of one of my all time favourite poems.

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Let’s light up the sky!

Happy Thursday!

Heart, star.
Parita 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,
Parita

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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Positivity Check

A lot of people always ask me the same question… Do I ever have bad days? Well the truth is my blog really is a true reflection of myself. I am a little cray cray (in a good way, I think). I am addicted to healthiness, fashion, jewellery, makeup, being a momma, love and most importantly my family – which I think I make very clear in my posts! And yes, I do talk exactly the way a write. Now more then ever it is true, because with the time crunch I’m on with Angelina sometimes I don’t even have time to edit my writing! Which I’m sure you’ve all noticed from time to time!

So back to the question, yes I do have bad days. It’s bound to happen once in awhile but it’s how I deal with it that I think I’m getting better at. I really truly do everything in my power to surround myself with people that I care about and have my best intentions at heart. It’s not to say that I have sworn off the people that don’t toodle my fancy. In some cases I’ve actually done the opposite, it’s weird how the world works sometimes. The people who I may of once had a “this is it moment” with i’ve actually noticed myself bringing back in my life. Because the truth is people change and the even harder truth is that I’ve changed. A lot! So I try to be with people where we both make each other love being exactly who we are and actually appreciate us for us. Plain and simple.

It’s easier said then done, I know. The hard part is actually deciding who are those people to let in to the Parita Loves You Club. This part took me really long to learn and truthfully I still am learning. But my main rule of thumb is actually really simple. Once we’ve hung out or had a conversation on the phone and part ways, do they then judge or talk about me? I would test this theory a couple times before making a decision though! Friends don’t talk ill about other friends behind their back. Although the truth is I will actually never really know the answer to that, but gosh darn it our subconscious is smart… Really smart! If you even think it, it’s probably true. Sad right?!? Well it shouldn’t be. How I look at it, I thank that person (in my head of course) and think to myself “okay okay, it’s all gravy, they may not be the right fit for me but they got to be for someone else. See ya, wouldn’t wanna be ya.” And my once swinging door for the Parita Loves You Club shuts down for business until a later date.

I’m grateful for those people. The good part is, each one of those situations that has come into my life has been an amazing, sometimes life changing lesson. Those people made me realize even more that I love who I am, I love doing what I do, I love my life, I love the people in it and no one can ever take that away from me. That gives my a high! Like a drunk high where I haven’t slept in three days as I get ready again for a full moon party in Thailand kinda high. (I’ve never actually been to a full moon part but this is what I think I’d feel like!)

As for everything else going on… I love doing my paritaTIME Boutique. I love shopping! What girl doesn’t?!? More importantly I love shopping for deals, steals and good finds! Very simply put, if it makes me feel fabulous it will probably do the same for you. So why not share the details?!? That again toodles my fancy! Lots of toodling going on here!

DO THINGS THAT MAKE YOU HAPPY EVERYDAY, trust me!!! It’s fun! If that’s reading paritaTIME do it! Don’t let anything or anyone stop you! Bahaha I really kill myself sometimes, but you get my point.

Now this post is getting long, Angelina’s tossing and turning so it’s probably time for me to punch my time card in for mommy duty.

If you’ve left with anything from today’s post, start surrounding yourself with people that make you feel fabulous! Because whether you see it or not you are FAN-FREAKIN-TASTIC! Hip hip hooray!!!!

Heart, star.
Parita xoxo

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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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