The M-Word

This post was originally shared on August 22, 2013 over on With(out) Child. I’m sharing this post here, 3 years after writing and publishing it, as a reminder of the journey we took to become parents. It’s something that permanently altered the path of my life, for better and for worse. If this is something you’re currently struggling with, or have struggled with it in the past, know that you are not...

Another one of my crazy ideas. And this time, it’s all about you.

I hinted at this last week and have literally been vacillating between excitement and nausea in anticipation of sharing what I’ve been working on. So … here goes! Another idea to come about from my meditation last week was to launch an entire shop filled with hyper focused recipe collections that are easy to digest and use, alongside worksheets and guides to help feed the rest of you. And while...

It’s been a broken record kind of day.

“Please listen to mama.” “Mama asked you to do something.” “You’re not listening.” “Mama’s getting VERY frustrated and needs to walk away.” “I’m not asking again.” “Mama is not happy right now.” All things uttered by me today. Repeatedly, and to no avail. I’m pretty sure The Babe knew that I was exhausted and feeling like crap, because she laid on the sass THICK. The icing on top of the...

Easy like Tuesday afternoon.

I’m taking it easy this afternoon after a brilliant day of working and a really full weekend of painting, rearranging, cleaning, and moving around just about every room in our house. It feels good to sit back and kick my feet up for a change. But all of this relaxing has brought up a few pointed questions. Why is it so easy to fall down the NCIS rabbit hole? And...

The most important 7 minutes of my day.

I’ve been secretly plodding away at my newest personal challenge. I’m hesitant to call it a 100 Day project because I don’t really want to set myself up to be unhealthy BUT I have visions of doing it for that long. What is it, you ask? Getting up every morning and doing a super short work out. I don’t have delusions of doing a major workout or even another Fitness...

Contentment is a beautiful place to be.

This weekend has been kind of amazing. It’s the first time since February that I’ve had almost an entire weekend to myself. I got a massage, I had space to write and create, I even ran an event through Propelle. It’s also the first time that I had this space and didn’t feel guilty about it. Instead, it felt important. Important for The Babe to spend time bonding with her...

Never in a million years did I think…

a.) I would be sitting here on day 96, STILL blogging. b.) I would raise a girly-girl who was into princesses, tutus, jewelry, and playing dress up. She’s obsessed with Sofia the First, tutus, dresses because they make her feel like a princess, and an entire box full of bracelets and necklaces for The Babe to play with. c.) that I would love every second of it. But, here we are....