Since opening up about my HIV status, I’ve answered a lot of personal questions. Questions I would’ve never answered just a few years ago. But I know that the road to ending the stigma and eventually ending HIV will take some discomfort in the form of me getting really personal. It’s the very least I … Continue reading Does anyone like a needle in their child’s arm?
Last week, I had the absolutely pleasure of having a virtual call with a lovely badass named Pam Covarrubias. I've been listening to her podcast for several months, and when I began openly sharing my HIV status she reached out to me and asked me to be on the podcast! You can hear how … Continue reading Cafe con Pam
I’ve given birth to three beautiful children. They are my light, my heart, and world. They are the greatest accomplishment of life. And although I know that’s something every parent says of their children (and every parent is correct in their own statement), for me, claiming my children as an accomplishment is a true measurable … Continue reading Giving Birth HIV Negative Children.
I am an HIV positive woman. There, I said it. Now that that’s out of the way, let me answer the questions you may have: No, my children do not have HIV. Yes, women living with HIV can have healthy, negative children. I’m not dying anytime soon. I plan to live a long healthy … Continue reading Reintroduction
He’s three. He’s had three birthday parties. Three Christmases. Three Easter holidays. He’s three and has had double as many assessments than birthdays, holidays, and years on this earth. They started when he first failed a milestone survey at 2 and half and his Early Head Start teacher asked me to meet with ECI. At that … Continue reading Maximus The Great: It’s Official.
Dear Maxaroni, My sweet boy. Did you know were named after a Roman general? We almost named you Hannibal-you'll learn about him later (trust me, your dad had about 100 books about him). He famously said "We will find the way or create it." Those words helped me power through the shock and fear I … Continue reading Dear Max, You’re High Risk
Last year, was a DOOZY for me. I’ve mentioned it in previous posts, but no one really knows just how intense it was other than a couple of people. My husband, and my mother. The people I am closest to in this world. I’ve already gushed over how much I love my Esposo and how … Continue reading Happy Birthday Mami!
I am a 2nd generation Latina. Well, 1 and a half if you want to get really technical. My father was born in the U.S. and my mom was born in Mexico. My dad’s family eventually moved back to Mexico. But it was a border town, and he attended school in the U.S., and my … Continue reading Cultura vs. Consistency
I will fully admit, I can be messy. Not dirty, but messy-there is a difference. Like, my clothes may be piled up everywhere on the closet, bathroom, and bedroom floors, but my bed? Hunty, it will be on point. My Madre would be so proud. A typical morning in high school consisted of me gathering … Continue reading My cama game strong! Or, why I make the bed everyday