Be honest. When you imagine a mom homeschooling, running a business, and taking college exams at the same time… what do you picture? Chaos? Burnout? Constant interruptions? Because, what surprised me most is that my life feels calmer now than it did when I was younger and only responsible for myself. I just finished Accounting Level One and instead of stress, I felt grounded. Supported. Regulated. I wrote a blog breaking down what this actually looks like. From slow mornings and crockpot meals to movement while learning and clear boundaries during exams. https://www.anamiroots.com/post/learning-calm-how-motherhood-prepared-me-for-school-more-than-i-ever-expected If you’re a mom who’s studying, dreaming of studying, or just tired of hustle culture, this one’s for you. Drop a ❤️ if you want calm without giving up your goals, and go check my Blog Post

There was a moment I couldn’t ignore anymore. "When My Daughter’s Spark Dimmed, I Knew I Had to Leave" Blog Post My daughter used to come home from the playground full of stories. The swing. The slide. The toys. The laughter. Then one day, the stories stopped. Her eyes went quiet. Her spark was gone. That’s when I understood that the abuse wasn’t just affecting me anymore. Children don’t always have words, but their bodies tell the truth. Apathy. Withdrawal. Sudden changes. Loss of joy. We are often told to stay for the kids. To endure. To sacrifice ourselves in the name of family. But children do not need us to tolerate harm to prove love. They need us to protect their sense of safety, their bodies, their inner world. We are often told to stay for the kids. But I learned something different. We leave for the kids. If this resonates, trust yourself. Your intuition is not wrong 🤍 Go check out my new Blog Post where I go a bit deeper into this subject and share my story . Much Love Mafalda Oliveira (Anami Roots ) When My Daughter’s Spark Dimmed, I Knew I Had to Leave

We rarely talk about this very real piece of parenting. We have to be careful with the children we allow around our children. And before anyone tightens their jaw, let me say this clearly. This is not about believing our kids are better than other kids. This is not about shaming families. And this is definitely not about pretending compassion means having no boundaries. It’s about reality.... Click the blog post to know more... https://www.anamiroots.com/post/choosing-our-children-s-social-world-is-part-of-parenting

Children are constantly compared, ranked, and expected to perform on timelines that do not honor their bodies, nervous systems, or emotional readiness. After a recent experience with my child, I felt called to write about why readiness matters more than advancement and why moving slowly is not a step backward. This blog is an invitation to rethink how we define growth. https://www.anamiroots.com/post/let-s-let-the-kids-grow-at-their-own-pace

Grief doesn’t follow a timeline. Today I saw a video of an ultrasound where the words “I don’t see a heartbeat” were said out loud, caught on camera. And just like that, my body remembered and tears fell.. I’ve lost two babies. One at 11 weeks, years ago January 2017. Another very early, just 4 weeks into pregnancy November 6, 2025. I went on to have children. I went on with life. And still, grief visits when it wants to. Healing is not linear. Some days you feel whole. Some days a sound, a sentence, or a screen brings it all back. If you’re grieving a baby,recently or from years ago, it’s okay if it still hurts. It’s okay if you needed more time than you were “supposed to.” It’s okay if your grief is quiet, loud, messy, or invisible. There is no deadline for love. There is no wrong way to mourn. You are not weak for feeling all of it. You are human. And you are not alone. 🤍 #pregnancyloss #miscarriage