Only You

Cecilia is an educator, business owner and writer, and a late bloomer in life -- from becoming a mother to learning to swim to writing. The common thread to these (relatively) late achievements? Confidence. Sometimes it takes a few years or 10 or 20 to really develop it.

She's the proud mother of an early blooming 8 year old and she founded and runs an international consultancy with her husband, with whom she has been 24/7 over the last 11 years. Her writing has appeared in various metropolitan news publications, Literary Mama, Mamapedia, and Bonbon Break. She writes about motherhood, marriage and self on her blog Only You.

Mommy Bloggers Would Have Made Me a Better Mother

“Is that normal?” was the first, second and probably third question I asked my pediatrician every time I walked into his office. Normal. Young moms are looking for normal but, in truth, we don’t know what it looks like. Enter the internet and Mommy bloggers. My kids were born in the 1990s and my access to online information was limited in their early years. Had I been able to consult this tribe of supporters, I would have learned that “normal” looks like a lot of different things and that my kids were fine. ...more
I so agree with you. I was overseas when I had my child, and I was utterly lonely and clueless. ...more

How It Feels When Your Mom Blogs about You

It was like all the sound in the room disappeared, and I shrunk to an inch tall, and I am surrounded by faces, just hundreds and thousands and an infinity and beyond of faces. They’re mean and everyone’s laughing and pointing their fingers at me. I can’t hear them but I see their mouths wide open with that deflated balloon thingee hanging and shaking from the back of their throats, and their eyes are shut so tightly from laughing, laughing at that big fat baby Fred. ...more
@Marcy L Thank you Marcy! I agree with you. I've pretty much stopped sharing my son's photos ...more

How It Feels When Your Mom Blogs about You

It was like all the sound in the room disappeared, and I shrunk to an inch tall, and I am surrounded by faces, just hundreds and thousands and an infinity and beyond of faces. They’re mean and everyone’s laughing and pointing their fingers at me. I can’t hear them but I see their mouths wide open with that deflated balloon thingee hanging and shaking from the back of their throats, and their eyes are shut so tightly from laughing, laughing at that big fat baby Fred. ...more
@KarenLynnn  Thank you for writing. Please see my reply below.more

How It Feels When Your Mom Blogs about You

It was like all the sound in the room disappeared, and I shrunk to an inch tall, and I am surrounded by faces, just hundreds and thousands and an infinity and beyond of faces. They’re mean and everyone’s laughing and pointing their fingers at me. I can’t hear them but I see their mouths wide open with that deflated balloon thingee hanging and shaking from the back of their throats, and their eyes are shut so tightly from laughing, laughing at that big fat baby Fred. ...more
@SunbonnetSmart.com Dear Robin, Thank you for expressing this honestly and respectfully. Your ...more

How It Feels When Your Mom Blogs about You

It was like all the sound in the room disappeared, and I shrunk to an inch tall, and I am surrounded by faces, just hundreds and thousands and an infinity and beyond of faces. They’re mean and everyone’s laughing and pointing their fingers at me. I can’t hear them but I see their mouths wide open with that deflated balloon thingee hanging and shaking from the back of their throats, and their eyes are shut so tightly from laughing, laughing at that big fat baby Fred. ...more
@jessicafhinton Thank you so much, Jessica! I would NOT be here without you! Thanks always for ...more

My Most Difficult Blogging Moment

I still remember the shock of it all, and how very personally I took it. I had told myself that it wouldn’t happen to me, that I wasn’t that type. Those kinds of things happened to others, the other kind of people. And, if it did happen to me, I wouldn’t be affected. Other kinds of people were pulled into that, but I’m not other kinds of people. I’m solid and rock steady and sure of myself. Turns out I was that other kind of people. ...more

I'm glad you never backed down. Don't ever give the attacker the satisfaction.

I remember ...more