As you might know, I Loves PANDAS! It’s an obsession I tell you… My kids love pandas too because of their cray cray mom. If you were to come into my home here is what you might find: Panda cookie jar, countless amounts of Panda stuffed animals, panda backpacks, panda jewelry, panda shirts, panda toys, panda food (bamboo), panda pictures, and more PANDAS!!

I’m telling you… We are legit OBSESSED! Look at the pictures below and at the end of it tell me you don’t like pandas either:


{images via google pictures}

It’s on my bucket list to travel to Thailand and visit the panda sanctuary and get to hold them and enjoy their company. I have yet to make it to the San Diego ZOO. They have the cutest pandas there. I might watch their panda cam from time to time when I need a little inspiration. It’s a crazy addiction I’m telling you. http://zoo.sandiegozoo.org/cams/panda-cam 

Do you have friends and family members that enable your addiction? My friend Stacie from over at Stacie’s Place always gets me the best panda gifts! *PS: check out her blog when you get the chance!

My kiddos have been waiting for summer to get here to so that we could get this PANDA pool set up. When Stacie found this for me, I might have cried a little. Look how cute this is you guys:


Our summer has been very exciting this year. Being able to stay at home with the kids means lots and lots of adventures. We have been soaking it all in. We all go back to school full time at the end of August. We will keep making memories until then. Stay tuned!



He is Brazilian too? Our Love Story

“This post is part 1 of Our Love Story “

I’m in LOVE! I’m in LOVE and I don’t care who knows it! (Name that movie) Okay so in case you can’t remember what movie this is from watch this quick clip: I’m in LOVE!

A few years back, him and I crossed paths… It was very casual.

If English is your second language, I can guarantee you have had this exchange with someone before:

  • Him: Fala portugues? 
  • Me: Sim? Eu sou do Brasil… E voce? 
  • Him: Eu sou do Rio De Janeiro, Da onde voce e?
  • Me: Oh Rio… Eu sou de Sao Paulo!
  • Him: Oh.. Prazer!
  • Me: Prazer Carioca! 

So you run into someone, and you can tell they aren’t from here. They are quite possibly from your home country. So you awkwardly say hi to each other. You tell each other where you are from, then you both get super excited about having a few things in common. You talk for a little bit, then you’re off to doing whatever it was that you were doing before (in our case:workout).

We then followed each other on our fitness Instagram accounts. But once again, I wasn’t having it! Maybe I wasn’t ready to date a Brazilian guy yet, I had heard so many different stories about Brazilian guys that lived in America. They had this alter ego. I wasn’t interested in finding that out… Although I could tell this Carioca was different than those other guys, I just honestly didn’t think of him that way just yet.

Thanks to Social Media, we were still able to keep tabs on each others lives. We would like each others picture casually here and there. Then one of us would post an amazing selfie and that person would casually comment on it. (is this a modern day love story or what?)

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The thing about Social Media is that you only usually see parts of someone’s life. Usually the good parts. That was not my case, I’ve always been pretty real-raw-pour-my-heart into-my-posts-type-of-girl. So this guy has seen it all! My daily struggles as a single mom, and one that was trying to balance work and school, and then many of my heartbreaks, and depression vent sessions all unfold on my Instagram account. (I was a hot mess express train)

The wall to my heart was taller then the wall of china. My heart was very dark too. It was going to take a lot of work for me to go back to my “happy and in-Love self”.

I’m not sure if you believe in the stars, or the Universe aligning. At this point it seemed like it was the only way us both were going to end up together…

2016 was a hard year for a lot of us. Lots of confusion, pain, and just hard times. To me, I was about to quit and trow in the towel. It wasn’t until I decided to go on the trip of a lifetime with my sister (Brazil & Peru) that my whole perspective changed. I finally found myself! I found my purpose in life. I was in LOVE!

Falling in love with yourself is a hard task to achieve. You have to truly believe in it. You have to make the necessary changes to achieve it, but I did it! Think of me as my own version of an independent girl (don’t need a man type of girl).

I remember having this conversation with a friend about dating. She looked at me and said: Girl! We have watched you get hurt, and just not work out with the guys you think you should date. Why aren’t you giving this Brazilian guy a chance?

Why didn’t I listen to my friends before? They had been watching my life from an outside perceptive. Dummy me!

Fast forward to the fall of 2016. I kept running into his pictures on Instagram.

This time, I didn’t just like his pictures. I did a little bit of digging… You know the basic stuff girls do: Single (check), Still a nice guy (check), still workouts out (check). This list could go on and on, but I already knew that it was finally time to make this happen.


On a cold November night, after exchanging compliments on each others pictures back and forth, he texted me! To be be honest with you, I had forgotten he had my number… It was a nice little surprise.

To be continued…