My First Born

We’ve always had a tumultuous relationship. Even in utero he was a stubborn one. He sat straight up, refusing to turn down. That should have been my first signal that he would have a mind of his own, choosing his own path, not bending to the will of others (and by others, I mean me). […]

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Fall Shoes for the Whole Family

I know everyone’s manicured toes are doing open-air wiggles in flip flops right now, but it is time to start thinking about fall shoes.  Before we know it, it’ll be time to reign in our piggies in all kinds of leather and suede adorableness.  I don’t know about you, but I’m really hard on my […]

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Mother’s Day

We don’t live glamorous lives.  We’re not jet-setters, we don’t attend swanky parties, and we practically live at Target.  We’re moms.  And we’re like every other mom we know.  We stay up nights worrying.  We are racked with guilt.  We’re exhausted.  We are a little heavier than we should be.  We question everything.  We pump […]

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And Then There Were Two

I have kept two children alive for four weeks now, so that pretty much makes me an expert on being a mother of two, right? On several of these days, I have managed to both shower and eat lunch, which means I’m winning at momming.  And on one of those days, we actually packed up our […]

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They’re Here!

I shaved my legs for the first time today.  I also showered and brushed my teeth before 5pm.  No one will see these things, and they are for no one’s benefit, but for 20 minutes today I wanted to feel normal.  Because early mom life is anything but normal. Erinn and I have had our […]

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To the One Who Made Me a Mom

As I type this, I am less that 24 hours away from being induced and paving the way to meet my daughter.  This has me in a ball of emotions, as it’s the last day I’m a mom of one, the last day we’re a family of three.  I feel like I’ve been crying for […]

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My Mother, Myself

Who doesn’t love the 80’s?  The big bangs, the slap bracelets, the Bangles.  Music and accessories were on point that decade.  But I have to say, I’m glad that I was a child of the 80’s and not pregnant in the 80’s.  During a time where the hair and the shoulder pads couldn’t be bigger, it […]

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5 Small Acts

Since it’s Valentine’s Day week, I started thinking about my own loves and it has really got me thinking how much things have changed after baby. In between this…   And this…   I am finding that I have a lot less time to focus on my marriage than I did in the beginning. In […]

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Dad Bod

  As I sit in my 4th period meeting, belly squeezed comically into a vintage student desk where desk and chair unite as one through an awkwardly-placed elbow rest, swollen cankles propped on the wire book rack of the chair in front of me, hurriedly alternating between a lukewarm cup of Progresso soup and a stack […]

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7 Memories for 7 Weeks

With the 7 week countdown on at this point, my fashion sense has become nothing more than a leggings/stretchy clothes uniform(check out my go-to faves below), so needless to say, this post will not be about my latest style obsession. What has been an “obsession” of mine as I approach the end of this pregnancy is making […]

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