just admit it, you’re faking it too {repost}

Reading old posts from a year ago reminds me of how far we've come. I'm reposting this blog post from the early days because it captures exactly how I felt at that time. Being a new mom is hard! But it's especially hard at first. I wish I could go back in time and give …

Kent turns ONE

Kent. My darling chunk of a babe. You are ONE. Wow, did that year fly by! Gee wiz. I blinked and you are one! No. Lies. Big fat lie. Laughable, actually. It didn't fly by. Not for me. Not for my husband. Not for Kent (just assuming) and not for my mom who I would call …

what being a mom means: the first year.

Mother's Day. I feel like every post should start with the words "so many feelings." Two years ago Mother's Day was sad. Very sad. Our first IVF attempt failed and two days later I'm bombarded with half of my Facebook friends posting pictures of their chunky thighed babies celebrating a day I longed for. I …

SAHM life update

It has been 5 months since my title has changed from a Bereavement Therapist to a Stay At Home Mom. The change didn't come naturally at first. It involves extra long days with not much of a break, especially during those special naps that allow you to thank the Gods for a sleeping baby and …

A Day in the Life of the Infertile

5:00am :  Alarm goes off. Why do I get up at 5am voluntarily? Money. Ok let’s do this. #moneyismymotivation 5:15am: Coffee. All the Coffee. 5:45am: Arrive to teach my group fitness class. People look tired. And their tired face makes me excited. How can I wake these people up without being annoying. #ChallengeAccepted. Kelly Clarkson. […]

mom of the year – hashtag wink wink

"Worst mom ever." "Bad mom alert" "Mom fail." "Shitty mom." "Mom of the year." Have you said these words? Usually followed with a smile or a laugh to a friend who "gets it." I've only been in the mom club for a little over 11 months and as I am exposed to more mom culture, …

reliving my birth story & what I know now.

Kent's birth story still brings tears to my eyes at the very thought of it. So many regrets. So many what ifs. Reliving that day in my head is like torture. The kind of torture that has a happy ending. Like a happy ending to a horror film... if you will. I know there's no changing the …

expectations with Oreos on top

Ok I'll admit it. So I enjoy it when Brad is on nights for work. Please don't tell him. It'd hurt his feelings. But an evening where I get to eat Oreos in bed without judgement... sign me up! I watch brain numbing reality shows until I fall asleep. And oh, a bed without my 6'5'' …

31 going on 100

Do you ever have that moment when you just start staring into space and think I'm getting old. I'm not talking about my actual age, necessarily. 31 is nothing to complain about. But all of a sudden I'm not young. Last week I was at the grocery store buying wine (among other things... I promise) and the cashier …

stop talking shit and compliment someone

I'm a friendly person. Often overly friendly. Not the overly friendly kind that picks up hitch hikers - although that is tempting, I better not. But when I see a girl with some bomb ass shoes I'm going to tell her. When I see a little boy at the park who helped another kid out I will shout …