Maya Augelli
@myohmy23.bsky.social
In my mom & family era.
Also: Writing, yoga, travel, mental health/chronic illness/infertility advocacy. Lover of animals, books, words, music, coffee, nature. Introvert, wandering spirit, dreamer. I also do logistics & transportation things.
Also: Writing, yoga, travel, mental health/chronic illness/infertility advocacy. Lover of animals, books, words, music, coffee, nature. Introvert, wandering spirit, dreamer. I also do logistics & transportation things.
If you’re wondering how your email finds me, yesterday my “shower” was a shared bath w/my 10 month old where I washed my hair using his boat bath toy as a pitcher. Which is more shower than I’ve had today. Also he’s currently sleeping on me & it’s a toss up if what’s on my arm is saliva or snot.
October 19, 2025 at 4:14 PM
If you’re wondering how your email finds me, yesterday my “shower” was a shared bath w/my 10 month old where I washed my hair using his boat bath toy as a pitcher. Which is more shower than I’ve had today. Also he’s currently sleeping on me & it’s a toss up if what’s on my arm is saliva or snot.
My 9 month old just grabbed my phone and tried to start a group Teams call with Payroll and HR, and then got on my laptop and deleted a group of emails in my inbox. Thank goodness for coffee. And the “undo” function.
September 18, 2025 at 5:47 PM
My 9 month old just grabbed my phone and tried to start a group Teams call with Payroll and HR, and then got on my laptop and deleted a group of emails in my inbox. Thank goodness for coffee. And the “undo” function.
Jumping back on Bluesky once again to see how this goes. I keep trying, bc I really want to use text based social media platform again, but I just struggle for interaction and it feels impossible to find people I know/have connected with elsewhere on here.
September 18, 2025 at 12:00 AM
Jumping back on Bluesky once again to see how this goes. I keep trying, bc I really want to use text based social media platform again, but I just struggle for interaction and it feels impossible to find people I know/have connected with elsewhere on here.
Just me over here singing Meltdown Monday to the tune of Manic Monday and customizing it to my 6.5 month old. In his defense I’m also not thrilled that it’s Monday.
June 30, 2025 at 1:56 PM
Just me over here singing Meltdown Monday to the tune of Manic Monday and customizing it to my 6.5 month old. In his defense I’m also not thrilled that it’s Monday.
In the last week I’ve ordered something called PEEkaPOO and something called a happy nappy. I don’t even know who I am anymore.
June 17, 2025 at 6:08 PM
In the last week I’ve ordered something called PEEkaPOO and something called a happy nappy. I don’t even know who I am anymore.
My son has learned to blow raspberries and it’s honestly the cutest thing. At least for now.
June 10, 2025 at 1:11 PM
My son has learned to blow raspberries and it’s honestly the cutest thing. At least for now.
Searched for a breast milk storage pitcher. Results returned a milk frother. Thanks, but I’d rather not traumatize friends and family when they come over and have a latte.
June 10, 2025 at 12:53 PM
Searched for a breast milk storage pitcher. Results returned a milk frother. Thanks, but I’d rather not traumatize friends and family when they come over and have a latte.
Me: I will not play baby music for my baby. I will not play baby music for my baby.
Also me: ok time for Milo Mouse gentle evening serenade playlist!
Yes I realize it’s 3:26pm, not evening, but someone needs a nap.
…It’s me, I need a nap. But it won’t happen unless babe also naps.
Also me: ok time for Milo Mouse gentle evening serenade playlist!
Yes I realize it’s 3:26pm, not evening, but someone needs a nap.
…It’s me, I need a nap. But it won’t happen unless babe also naps.
June 6, 2025 at 7:27 PM
Me: I will not play baby music for my baby. I will not play baby music for my baby.
Also me: ok time for Milo Mouse gentle evening serenade playlist!
Yes I realize it’s 3:26pm, not evening, but someone needs a nap.
…It’s me, I need a nap. But it won’t happen unless babe also naps.
Also me: ok time for Milo Mouse gentle evening serenade playlist!
Yes I realize it’s 3:26pm, not evening, but someone needs a nap.
…It’s me, I need a nap. But it won’t happen unless babe also naps.
Me: I won’t play baby songs for my baby! Makes playlists for him of 70s & 80s music; lullabyes are instrumental versions of my favs.
Me back at work after maternity leave: in my cubicle quietly to myself “maybe you … could be.. a purple monkey in a bubble gum tree..” (IYKYK).
Me back at work after maternity leave: in my cubicle quietly to myself “maybe you … could be.. a purple monkey in a bubble gum tree..” (IYKYK).
May 25, 2025 at 4:22 PM
Me: I won’t play baby songs for my baby! Makes playlists for him of 70s & 80s music; lullabyes are instrumental versions of my favs.
Me back at work after maternity leave: in my cubicle quietly to myself “maybe you … could be.. a purple monkey in a bubble gum tree..” (IYKYK).
Me back at work after maternity leave: in my cubicle quietly to myself “maybe you … could be.. a purple monkey in a bubble gum tree..” (IYKYK).
Just me over here eating 2nd breakfast like a hobbit.
April 29, 2025 at 1:44 PM
Just me over here eating 2nd breakfast like a hobbit.
Walking my son on the path by our house at lunch time is my therapy.
In addition to, you know, my therapy.
In addition to, you know, my therapy.
April 24, 2025 at 4:51 PM
Walking my son on the path by our house at lunch time is my therapy.
In addition to, you know, my therapy.
In addition to, you know, my therapy.
Me texting a friend: we ate together.
Autocorrect: we ate tigger.
Like woah, that got dark real fast!
Autocorrect: we ate tigger.
Like woah, that got dark real fast!
April 24, 2025 at 2:57 PM
Me texting a friend: we ate together.
Autocorrect: we ate tigger.
Like woah, that got dark real fast!
Autocorrect: we ate tigger.
Like woah, that got dark real fast!
Just me over here gently rocking my baby and quietly singing REO Speedwagon to get him to fall asleep.
April 21, 2025 at 5:44 PM
Just me over here gently rocking my baby and quietly singing REO Speedwagon to get him to fall asleep.
Growing up, we always went to visit my Grandma over Easter. She was very Catholic, so Good Friday from 12-3pm was a time of reflection. We were only allowed to visit w/each other or, oddly, listen to Harry Belafonte records. Looking back, pretty sure the latter was not standard Catholic doctrine.
April 18, 2025 at 10:33 AM
Growing up, we always went to visit my Grandma over Easter. She was very Catholic, so Good Friday from 12-3pm was a time of reflection. We were only allowed to visit w/each other or, oddly, listen to Harry Belafonte records. Looking back, pretty sure the latter was not standard Catholic doctrine.
A year ago today we saw our little babe’s (now our son) heartbeat for the first time, and it truly hit home that after years of infertility, I was really pregnant. It’s incredible what a difference a year can make.
April 15, 2025 at 9:40 PM
A year ago today we saw our little babe’s (now our son) heartbeat for the first time, and it truly hit home that after years of infertility, I was really pregnant. It’s incredible what a difference a year can make.
It’s my last full week of maternity leave (I go back 4/23) and I’m struggling with that big time. I knew transitioning back would be tough. I didn’t know it would feel like tearing my heart out of my chest. I’m lucky to have the 20 weeks I had. It’s not nearly enough. Not sure any amount would be.
April 14, 2025 at 4:27 PM
It’s my last full week of maternity leave (I go back 4/23) and I’m struggling with that big time. I knew transitioning back would be tough. I didn’t know it would feel like tearing my heart out of my chest. I’m lucky to have the 20 weeks I had. It’s not nearly enough. Not sure any amount would be.
My maternity leave is winding down. I go back to work on 4/23, though luckily I’m frequently wfh, and I’m dealing with ALL the feelings. By US standards, I’m lucky to have the 20 weeks I got (plus an extra week of PTO I took before he was born), but it doesn’t feel like nearly enough.
April 12, 2025 at 10:03 PM
My maternity leave is winding down. I go back to work on 4/23, though luckily I’m frequently wfh, and I’m dealing with ALL the feelings. By US standards, I’m lucky to have the 20 weeks I got (plus an extra week of PTO I took before he was born), but it doesn’t feel like nearly enough.
Was texting about my pool service and my phone changed it to “poop service”. I guess it puts me squarely in the parent category that I officially now type more about poop than about my pool.
March 28, 2025 at 12:28 PM
Was texting about my pool service and my phone changed it to “poop service”. I guess it puts me squarely in the parent category that I officially now type more about poop than about my pool.
I could literally have an entire account dedicated to the food I eat over my son while he’s nursing/feeding. Employers: you want someone who can multitask in ways you’ve never even thought of? Hire a recently new mom/parent.
March 19, 2025 at 4:52 PM
I could literally have an entire account dedicated to the food I eat over my son while he’s nursing/feeding. Employers: you want someone who can multitask in ways you’ve never even thought of? Hire a recently new mom/parent.
Just saw an “oldies but goodies” play list on Spotify that had cold play and the chili peppers. I imagine this is what my parents felt like when I listened to the Oldies station as a kid and it had 60s music.
March 16, 2025 at 5:26 PM
Just saw an “oldies but goodies” play list on Spotify that had cold play and the chili peppers. I imagine this is what my parents felt like when I listened to the Oldies station as a kid and it had 60s music.
Usually I talk about my silliness in new parenthood here, but I think it’s important to note: you can wish for a baby more than anything, can have battled infertility for years, can see your baby as a miracle, & new motherhood/parenthood & postpartum are still exhausting & defeating at times…
March 16, 2025 at 5:22 PM
Usually I talk about my silliness in new parenthood here, but I think it’s important to note: you can wish for a baby more than anything, can have battled infertility for years, can see your baby as a miracle, & new motherhood/parenthood & postpartum are still exhausting & defeating at times…
When my 3 month old is fussy and nothing else works I put on the song La Bamba and sing along to him (probably badly) trying to pronounce the words best I can. He calms down. Follow me for more expert parenting tips.
March 12, 2025 at 5:43 PM
When my 3 month old is fussy and nothing else works I put on the song La Bamba and sing along to him (probably badly) trying to pronounce the words best I can. He calms down. Follow me for more expert parenting tips.
Me at 25: forming my own travel business & moving up the ranks in industry organizations.
Me at 35: growing advocacy efforts & nominated for advocacy blogging awards.
Me at 45: ranking my infant son’s farts from “oh that’s cute” to “oh dear god in heaven”.
It’s funny the paths life takes.
Me at 35: growing advocacy efforts & nominated for advocacy blogging awards.
Me at 45: ranking my infant son’s farts from “oh that’s cute” to “oh dear god in heaven”.
It’s funny the paths life takes.
March 5, 2025 at 8:15 PM
Me at 25: forming my own travel business & moving up the ranks in industry organizations.
Me at 35: growing advocacy efforts & nominated for advocacy blogging awards.
Me at 45: ranking my infant son’s farts from “oh that’s cute” to “oh dear god in heaven”.
It’s funny the paths life takes.
Me at 35: growing advocacy efforts & nominated for advocacy blogging awards.
Me at 45: ranking my infant son’s farts from “oh that’s cute” to “oh dear god in heaven”.
It’s funny the paths life takes.
Having a solo dance party in the kitchen to Stevie Wonder to entertain my 3 month old and I’m not going to lie… this is exactly what I pictured myself being like as a mom.
March 4, 2025 at 8:18 PM
Having a solo dance party in the kitchen to Stevie Wonder to entertain my 3 month old and I’m not going to lie… this is exactly what I pictured myself being like as a mom.
In case anyone’s wondering how my brain in motherhood is going….
My son often forgets when nursing that I have two sides to nurse from and gets frantic after the 1st, so I just sang “don’t you forget about me” to him, pretending to be the right side when he finished latching on the left.
My son often forgets when nursing that I have two sides to nurse from and gets frantic after the 1st, so I just sang “don’t you forget about me” to him, pretending to be the right side when he finished latching on the left.
February 28, 2025 at 5:54 PM
In case anyone’s wondering how my brain in motherhood is going….
My son often forgets when nursing that I have two sides to nurse from and gets frantic after the 1st, so I just sang “don’t you forget about me” to him, pretending to be the right side when he finished latching on the left.
My son often forgets when nursing that I have two sides to nurse from and gets frantic after the 1st, so I just sang “don’t you forget about me” to him, pretending to be the right side when he finished latching on the left.