During each month of pregnancy, there are either 30 or 31 days. The last month of pregnancy is one million days. The days inch by so slowly during those last few weeks. I was so done with the carrying the extra weight, barely getting any sleep, and the constant thoughts
I’ve had a few close friends that have had babies, but there is nothing like knowing what mama life is like until you go through it on your own! I can’t say enough that every pregnancy, delivery, postpartum experience, and baby is completely different from anyone else. With all of
Disclaimer: I am not a medical professional. I am simply sharing my personal experiences and opinions. Always consult with your doctor on any changes to your health and nutrition. 2020 was quite the year for all the things. In Drew and I’s life planning, we knew we wanted to start
I don’t know the best way to open this one up, but it’s obvious I haven’t been actively posting here lately. I promise I have a really good excuse and reason why. I found out on September 13th that I am pregnant! We started “low key” trying in July and
I’m going to be real with you. My knowledge of savings and retirement was non existent for longer than I’d like to admit. I had no idea what a 401k was, much less any information on how to participate in the sheer act of real saving. Sure, I knew it
As we are reaching the end of the summer, the top concern on everyone’s mind is “ugh, I’m going to lose the tan I’ve worked so hard for!” I am passionate about accomplishing a summer bronze skin tone, because who doesn’t feel better when they are glowing and tan? The
I’m getting ready to share something very personal. I struggle with body image and body positivity every single day. I can remember going all the way back to my childhood, playing at the country club pool and boys making fun of the way my stomach looked in a bikini. The
If you’ve ever traveled abroad, then you agree that food tastes fresher and smells more aromatic than here in the United States. It’s proven (at least from my experience) that produce in another country is more vibrant to eye and flavorful to the soul. Food is such a fun and
Back when I was growing up, I started getting highlights in the sixth grade. Actually, my memory brings me back even further to my single-digit youth. My mom basically dumped an entire bottle of “Sun-In” on my head every summer, in hopes to give me a more effortless natural blonde
I don’t know about you, but the stress of this year has candidly put me all out of sorts. I would classify myself as a high functioning high stress kind of girl. In fact, I would push the limit to say the old me thrives off of stress. I didn’t
