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I was recently diagnosed with gestational diabetes and anemia. Diabetes runs in my family. My mother developed it when she was pregnant with me —…
When I think back to the pandemic, I don’t just remember the fear, the uncertainty, or the long stretches of isolation—I remember Bailey. She was…
Growing up, I spent much of my childhood in Asia. Bangkok, Thailand, in particular, was where my family would go for annual check-ups or any…
Three years ago, I walked into F45 Edgewood with one simple goal: shed my pandemic pounds and start getting my body ready for pregnancy. What…
I am a displaced federal worker and the creator behind this blog.
I’ve been having dance parties for as long as I can remember—from Michael Jackson and Madonna in preschool, to weekends dancing with my best friend in high school, college afternoons and late nights dancing until 5 a.m., to making Bailey Bear my reluctant partner. Now I have a new, very willing dance partner: Baby J.…
At 12 years old, I told my dad I didn’t need dial up internet. A few years later, it became my lifeline while living overseas. Today, as AI reshapes work and society, I find myself asking a familiar question: Is this another internet moment, and do I embrace it or watch from the sidelines?
After leaving USAID, I found myself exploring AI training work—and wrestling with an uncomfortable question: am I adapting to the future, or helping build my own replacement? This is one career transition I never expected.
Bureaucrat to Baby Steps 