Meal Plan Monday: 10.05.15

Hi! How was your weekend?

Ours was good. Saturday we did a bit of shopping for the babe; however, it was for winter clothes he actually needed, which doesn’t break the rules of yesterday’s post. Sunday we went downtown for a free concert, visited the brand new Whole Foods, and prepped for the upcoming week’s meals and Baby M’s FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY on Saturday (I’m feeling all the feels, y’all).

Although I miss the sunshine, I’m loving the cool weather these last couple of days! :-)

As I promised, I’m back to sharing Meal Plan Monday. This is a review of last week’s work night dinners. (Pictureless, because I have no storage space on my phone—#bloggerfail.)

I don’t know about you, but this next week, we’re going to utilize the slow-cooker more. Oh, and since it’s finally beginning to feel like FALL, you should expect a lot of soups and comforting recipes in the upcoming weeks.


Monday: Mark made hamburgers (topped with sautéed onions) and a mix of oven-baked sweet potato and regular french fries. The weather was kind of icky, so he didn’t get to grill them as originally planned. Baby M inhaled some hamburger pieces, too!

Tuesday: BLATs. This is simply a BLT + avocado. Instead of layering avocado slices as we usually do, we whipped up a pseudo-guac and used it as a spread. These were delicious—and filling. The hubs does not skimp on the bacon.

Wednesday: Chicken + Waffles. The chicken was pound thin, lightly breaded, and sautéed like usual. We were going to have it over salad, but since we just bought a new waffle maker, we tried something new. We just used a waffle mix—and while it was tasty, I missed having a veggie.

Thursday: Soup + grilled cheese (plus a few of Baby M’s Goldfish crackers). I went with Amy’s low sodium chunky tomato bisque. I can’t wait to restock our freezer with hearty homemade soups for fall/winter, but Amy’s does in a pinch.

Friday: Spaghetti and homemade meat sauce dropped off at the house by my parents plus a side of green beans. I’m glad they offered, because we didn’t really have a plan and probably would’ve opted for takeout.

Well, that’s all she wrote ate. Enjoy your Sunday afternoon and I’ll be back soon.

Fasting & Purging: 4 Months of Cutting Back on Spending & Clutter

For many months, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about clutter (mental and physical “clutter,” but today’s post is about the latter).

Specifically, how I have too much of it and that it’s suffocating me.

I’m the worst procrastinator and packrat (thanks, parents!), so you can only imagine how those 2 traits have created a tangled web of indecision and too much stuff.

Since we started paying for daycare, I’ve been trying to limit my random spending. Apart from a few consignment store pieces for work or random clearance rack sale finds I couldn’t pass up, I haven’t been buying much for myself or for our home.

But even though I’m doing well about not bringing things in, I haven’t done much to kick things out. Until now.

I recently read this great post from Melissa, and it inspired me to make my own BIG changes.

Oh, yes. Instead of lazily “committing” to limiting my frivolous purchases or cleaning out my closet(s…and attic…and under-the-beds…etc.), I’m beginning a 4 month FAST and PURGE—of my belongings!


Why 4 months? Well, because I’m ready to start now—October (yeah, I’m a couple days late, and we did go shopping today, mostly for baby clothes & new boots, both of which were needed)—and my birthday month is February. I feel like treating myself (probably to something small—a new outfit?) at the end of this endeavor will be well-earned and will not take away from my ultimate purpose, which is tri-fold:

  • To give (both my belongings and my time)
  • To live (in the moment—which will be much easier with less worry and time spent on cleaning and organizing THINGS)
  • To save (because babies are freaking expensive!)

So, how exactly am I going to accomplish this? I’ve come up with several ways.

1) No random shopping for 4 months. This excludes, of course, toiletries that have run out, groceries, necessary clothes/shoes/etc. for Baby M (since he will be growing!), and such. But other than that, I will NOT buy random clothes, accessories, snack items, extra lotions, new makeup (except to replace what I wear daily), etc. just because they’re on sale or look cute.

This also excludes occasional date nights. Mark and I have been neglecting ourselves while caring for Baby M. I recently decided that we’d start doing a tri-weekly date night (or day), so while most of these we will keep on the simple/cheap side, it does mean we will occasionally spend extra money on ourselves.

2) I am going to donate, sell, or trash clothes (and shoes) that I haven’t worn in over a year. Some of my pre-pregnancy clothes just don’t appeal to me (I still have love handles, y’all), and my “style” has changed. I always say I’m going to pare down my wardrobe, but then I find something(s) and think “oh, I’ll wear this!” and place it back on the hanger, only to ignore it 6 more months. Well, no more! I’m not going to make a true capsule wardrobe, but I will be clearing out a lot.

3) Books. We have a huge shelf full of them—as well as many boxes in the attic. I’m a lover of books. We’ve saved most of our college textbooks, which is downright silly. The thought of throwing out (well, donating) hundreds of dollars of written word is gut-wrenching, but it’s high time I get rid of books that I have no intention of reading.

4) I’m going to go through the stupid boxes of GARBAGE that I’ve held on to since college, with hopes of making a scrap book. I hate scrapbooking. I’m talentless in that area, so why? I have gazillions of photos, so why on earth do I need programs, ticket stubs, door decorations, etc. from 10 years ago? Simple, I don’t. And they’re going in the trash.

5) Similarly, I’m going to go through each room in our house (including bathrooms and kitchen!) and get rid of ONE box of stuff. Some boxes may be small, but it’s the point of de-cluttering every room. Whether it’s knickknacks I no longer like, half-burned candles, old magazines, near-empty bottles of lotion, etc.—it’s gone.

6) I’m going to look into creating digital records for some of the things we’ve held on to—manuals and other papers. Then I will trash the ones we don’t need.

I think this covers it. All of this may seem like a no-brainer, but you have to understand that I have an emotional attachment to things from the past. I also detest waste. Thus, throwing something away just because something bigger and better replaced it pains me. Naturally, I’ll donate when possible, but I have to accept that a vast majority of old worn-out things can’t be salvaged.

I’ll try to check in a few times until February to hold myself accountable.

Alright. Let’s do this!

  • Are you a packrat?
  • Have you heard of a capsule wardrobe—and is it something you’d ever try?
  • What is something you need to downsize or get rid of?

Just some thoughts… {Thinking Out Loud}


1. It’s October 1st! Wow. It’s Baby M’s birthday month—and it’s so incredibly difficult for me to wrap my head around that fact. I was just pregnant! We were just coming home from the hospital, absolutely in love but petrified that we wouldn’t know what to do with or how to take care of our sweet baby boy. And now he’s turning one? So many mixed emotions, y’all.


One of the last pictures of the bump! ::sniff sniff::

2. Speaking of the baby, we didn’t learn too much at his GI doctor appointment last Friday, so right now, we’re stuffing him with as much food (bulked up breast milk and formula + Pediasure mixed with his food—don’t get me started on all the unpronounceable ingredients in that stuff!) as possible. Maybe my regular ol’ digital scale is wrong, but I swear he’s already up a bit. I know in my heart that he is a healthy, happy, smart, thriving baby, but I’m human and just really damn tired of feeling like what I’m doing for him—and what I’m giving him—isn’t enough. Plus, the witchy doctor has put so many crazy things in my mind that I’m obsessing over it (keep me away from Google!) and making myself batty. I’m resolving right now to just enjoy my sweet baby.

3. In more lighthearted news, we finally got a waffle maker! Mark wanted a Belgian one, but I convinced him to get a regular one. I’m kind of regretting that decision…but maybe we’ll just experiment with some delicious pumpkin waffles or other variations until we’ve found a winner. Speaking of—what’s your favorite waffle recipe?

4. Now that the mornings are a bit cooler (hello, fall!), I’ve started taking Iggy out on walks before I leave for work. They’re quick and short, but I feel like he desperately needs them (plus it gives me a bit of relaxation, too). I always swore we’d never ignore our fur-baby when the real baby arrived, but some loss of attention is inevitable. So many times we’ve almost forgotten to feed Iggy dinner (!!!), but considering he sleeps in our bed every night, I don’t think he’s too neglected.


5. I feel like the husband and I desperately need to enact a bi-weekly or tri-weekly date night policy. With the added time burden of having to drop off and pick up Baby M at daycare (the hubs does this 99% of the time), I feel like our days are non-stop. We just need time to enjoy being a couple again. Got any inexpensive-but-fun date night ideas?

6. Today I’m guest-posting over at Variety by Vashti. Kayla is getting ready to compete in her first NPC Bikini competition (doesn’t she look incredible?!), and I was flattered to be able to contribute while she’s away. Lately I’ve been reading all I can of her blogging tips—and, as a new mom, I’m so inspired by how she balances it all and stays so fit!

7. Aaaannnd…if you missed my very first guest post, check it out, too! It was also an incredible honor to share a post on Carla’s blog!

8. I’m running out of things to say (my coffee still hasn’t kicked in!) so let’s end things here with a funny image.


Seriously, though, wine has been my saving grace in the evenings lately. A true “litre” that I can trust.

Happy [thinking out loud] Thursday!

Body Knows Best

If I’ve learned one thing throughout my pregnancy and first year as a mother, it’s this: our bodies are remarkable, and we could do a great deal of good to trust them. I’m sure you’ve heard—when someone is asked what kind of diet or exercise regimen they follow—“oh, I just listen to my body.”

In fact, it might be your standard reply.

Whether it’s resting when I need it, eating an extra large salad, or turning to my apple cider vinegar/honey concoction when I feel a cold brewing in my system, I try to listen to my body daily.

Sometimes, though, it’s easier said than done.

Lately I feel like an imposter in the “healthy living world.” I talk about eating well, staying active, and even nurturing my mental wellbeing, but I feel like I’ve been failing in my own life.


Luckily, my body knows best, and it’s given me some signs that I need to reconsider my habits. Lately I’ve noticed:

My muscles are extremely tight.

I still make it a point to walk during my lunch break and throughout the day as often as possible. Maybe it’s extra nervous tension—or just months of being really sedentary when Baby M was a newborn—but I feel no matter how often I move, I’m still incredibly stiff. I’m going to do my best to “fix” this by stretching daily. Whether I get up 10 minutes earlier in the morning to stretch before my shower or forgo 20 minutes of TV in the evenings, I will make it happen.

Similarly, my muscles are weak.

Although I carry a lot of tension in my shoulders/upper back (nursing positions do not help this!), much of my muscle tightness is in my legs/glutes/lower back. In addition to stretching, I’m going to begin this 30-day squat workout in October. I desperately need to increase my mobility and strength or else I’m going to do more damage each time I go to cardio barre or Bikram. Baby M: if you’d gain weight a little faster, you could help make Mommy stronger! ;-)



My face is broken out, my hereditary under eye circles are darker, and my skin is dull.

Sugar, sugar, sugar. I’m eating far too much of it and too little of “the rainbow.” I’m probably not drinking enough water either on some days, but improving my diet is a no-brainer.

I’m exhausted more often than usual.

I think part of this is due to my “new parent sleep debt” catching up to me, but I guarantee it’s also a result of my poor diet. Several days last week, I didn’t eat a single vegetable until dinner. I ate carbs for breakfast, carbs for lunch, and carbs on top of carbs for dinner! Refined flour and sugar make me feel lethargic, so I should know better. I’m going to get back into the habit of healthy meal planning. Cupcakes and donuts will still happen, obviously, but they shouldn’t be the basis of my diet.

I’m more winded during my workouts.

I think if I had time to workout more often, my fitness would improve, but since time is limited, I’m positive that taking care of my flexibility, strength, and eating habits will improve my endurance. Spending more time outdoors in the cooler fresh air can’t hurt, either.

My anxiety seems to be getting the best of me—and I’m having trouble focusing.

This one is a bit tricky. First, I think improving my diet and fitness will result in better mental health, but my stress and anxiety is probably hormonal, too. While we’re not weaning yet, Baby M is eating more solid food and drinking less breast milk. And though my cycle has not returned, I feel like my body may be gearing up for it. Anyway, I’m trying to eliminate toxic feelings of negativity, comparison, guilt, etc. from my daily life. If I feel like I’m doing too much, I will take a break. That might mean taking a blog vacation—or just blogging even less frequently than I already do.



I’ve preached about listening to and loving our bodies (although, I have to say—maybe we should just focus on having a body and living instead?), but lately I’ve been discouraged with my own. I know my body is the only one I’ve got and it’s done amazing things—but I’m human.

Today—I listen to my body. I will fuel it with nutritious foods, treats (when needed), enough activity to get my heart pumping, and thoughts of encouragement and love instead of criticism.

After all, this body hasn’t let me down yet.

  • In what ways do you listen to your body?
  • Tell me something AMAZING your body can do (have you run a marathon, climbed a mountain, given birth?…).

#BOSUStrong Challenge: Week 3

Hi there! I don’t know about you, but I’m glad today is over. Not that it was a particularly bad day (it was actually a good one), but the weekend was a little stressful after our GI appointment for Baby M. He’s fine—we just need to stuff him silly and make him gain weight.

Anyway, I promise next week I will bring back Meal Plan Monday. The last couple of weeks we’ve just kind of winged it, but this week we’re back on track (for the most part).

But now it’s time for week 3 of the #BOSUStrong Challenge: my 5 favorite stretches and 3 tips for toning your arms!


I can’t believe its already week 3 of the #BosuStrong challenge; time flies when you’re having fun! Last week we focused on balance and I was proud of myself for holding two of my favorite postures at Bikram yesterday morning—toe stand and standing bow! This week it’s all about stretching and toning – so make sure you join in on the fun!

Since we’re talking about stretching here are 5 of my all time favorite stretches:

  • I love to stretch my legs by doing plie squats & pigeon pose.
  • My favorite total body stretch is triangle (trikinasana).
  • I swear when I do camel pose (ustrasana), it feels like a huge weight has been lifted from my chest.
  • I stretch my mind by reading as much as possible.
  • I try to stretch out of my comfort zone by trying new fitness classes when possible.

And if you’re looking for a great way to tone your arms, here are my favorite 3 tips:

  • arm circles!!! (with a light set of hand weights, you will feel the burn
  • barre workouts (although, as the name implies, much leg and core work is done at the ballet barre, every class I’ve taken begins with intense arm workouts
  • variety: standard bicep curls and triceps dips are great, but don’t forget to focus on your shoulders, too (this “Madonna arms workout” is a great one!)

So I want to know – are you #BOSUStrong? Copy and paste the above, fill it in and make it your own [by changing the bold/italicized answers to yours] and then tag me in it and share with your friends! Let’s all be #BOSUSTRONG.

Hope you have a great Monday night!

Motherhood: What I *Said* vs. What I *Did*

When you’re newly pregnant, everybody seems to know what’s best for you. Much of the advice you receive is useful and well-meaning, yet sometimes it causes you to roll your eyes and mutter “whatever, I’ll never do that” in response.

As cliché as it sounds, the best advice or expectation new mothers can take to heart is simply this: “never say never,” or, in equally cryptic terms, “you never really know until you’ve experienced it.”

It’s true. While every new experience is unknown, I’d venture to say that being a mother and caring for a newborn and ever-changing infant is much like being blindfolded, driven across country, and dropped into a community of aliens who speak a language you’ve never heard.

No two babies—and no two parenting journeys—are the same. It doesn’t matter how many years you babysat as a teen or how many one-size-fits-all baby books you’ve read. Caring for a baby is challenging.

Since Baby M is nearing is first birthday and I’m all sorts of nostalgic, I’m sharing a list of things I said I’d do (or not do) versus what actually happened.


What I said: I will have a completely non-medicated birth; how hard can it be?

What I did: After being awake since 6 AM Friday morning, laboring through the night, early morning, and much of Saturday, and dealing with painful back labor and stalled dilation due to an OP position, I realized that intervention was necessary to achieve vaginal birth (my #1 goal). I survived an hour of pitocin, later received an epidural, and 20-something hours later, I had a beautiful baby boy in my arms. Success.

What I said: I will never feed my baby formula.

What I did: After a weight-check scare and fear that my supply was drying, we topped my sleepy baby off with some formula. The topping off helped put some weight on him while we figured out a better nursing system. We nursed exclusively for a while, but pumping does not yield as much milk as nursing, so once I was working fulltime, we returned to supplementing. The crazy thing? Baby M is fed and happy no matter what’s in his bottle.

What I said: Co-sleeping is dangerous; we will never share a bed with the baby.

What I did: We were incredibly lucky—Baby M slept in his crib after just a few weeks! However, once teething and sleep regressions hit full force, we spent many restless nights with a baby tucked between our pillows (we do this safely). At some point, the only thing that matters is that everybody sleeps.

What I said: I will not bombard social media with images of my baby all day.

What I did: For the first 3 months of Baby M’s life, I took at least one picture of him (usually 10+) a day. You can imagine a sizeable number of those ended up on Instagram and Facebook. Not to mention that I decided to chronicle his monthly development on the blog. Yes, I am one of those moms.

What I said: I will be the baby-wearing queen and get shit done, thanks to my baby wrap!

What I did: Much like swaddling, wraps just aren’t Baby M’s thing. I spent hours upon hours holding him, learning to eat, brush my teeth, and even use the bathroom with one hand. Most often, though, I just didn’t do anything. :-)

What I said: I’ll be the hippiest of hippy moms and practice baby yoga every morning while on maternity leave.

What I did: Seriously—people believe in baby yoga? Sure, we did a bit of stretching during tummy time and floor play, but baby yoga? I definitely wasted about $5 on that book at the consignment sale!

What I said: We will do Baby Led Weaning because it’s natural; and any purees will be homemade.

What I did: I don’t care what those crazy Brits say, a 6 month old baby presented with a steamed carrot or slice of avocado is going to choke! Purees happened, and after steaming, pureeing, and freezing one batch of sweet potatoes, I realized that God invented baby food jars and pouches for a reason. At 11 months, Baby M eats both purees and finger foods—and he’s always been a pretty good eater.

As you can see, my expectations differed from my realities. The best thing, though, is that Baby M is healthy and happy regardless. And even though I took the easy way out sometimes, I still think I’m a pretty good mom.


[linking up for thinking out loud today]

Baby M: 11 Months

This is it. The last update before my sweet baby turns ONE YEAR OLD. (And of course I’m 11 days late. Oops.)

11-months We did take the typical “lying down in the crib photo” as in previous updates, but because Baby M was *not* into it, I will spare him the future embarrassment and go with this pose instead. #GoodMom.

The days (and nights!) have been incredibly long since we brought you home that warm October afternoon, but the months themselves have passed by so very quickly. I feel like we just took you to your one month check-up!

Sentimentality aside, this last month has been a tough one.

My sweet baby, you’ve had a rough go at things lately—so many tears have been shed (a few of them by me). In late August, you came down with a cold. Your congestion resulted in your first ear infection—which we did not discover until we took you to the doctor on the following Thursday for what appeared to be ring worm (we’re still not 100% sure how you got that).

The day before, you had your first GI visit—you cried the whole time. We go for a follow-up and probable sigmoidoscopy this Friday, and it breaks my heart for you to go through these procedures. Your Celiac/IBS/etc. blood panel came back negative, and you did not have any positive results for metabolic disorders. The not-so-warm-and-friendly pediatric gastroenterologist suggested we bulk up your breastmilk with extra formula (this was after she failed to introduce herself and point-blank told us to completely stop nursing and solely pump—to which I adamantly told her we would continue nursing morning and evening but would gladly increase the calories in your bottles, as I’d wondered why it wasn’t suggested before!) so you (hopefully) gain some weight.

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Things were going well for a few days (you even seemed to be gaining weight more steadily) until your ear infection didn’t go away and it (or the antifungal you were also taking) caused you to vomit for a few days. We were so worried about you becoming dehydrated (and tired of washing our sheets!) and took you back to the pediatrician on Labor Day—which resulted in another antibiotic (your other ear was infected) and some nausea medicine, which we think caused you to become incredibly constipated. Hearing your cries and watching your crocodile tears fall is the most painful thing. And, needless to say, your weight gain slowed—I wouldn’t be surprised if you lost a few ounces. :-(

2 weeks have passed, and you finally seem to be on the mend. We’re ecstatic for the return of our curious, silly, active baby!

So…what’s changed from last month?

Right now you’re not sleeping so well, but we think you’re still recovering from being ill and possibly teething. You’ve got 8 teeth so far—could more be on the way?

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Your eating is ok. Since you didn’t have much of an appetite for so long, we’re slowly getting back into a groove. You still love your puffs and veggie straws (though lately you’re feeding them to the dog), and you’re mostly back to eating purees. We can’t wait for you to start eating solid foods again—you used to devour pancakes, cheese, eggs, pasta, and meatloaf. I’m hesitant to feed you too many things since the possibility of food allergies/sensitivities and Celiac remains. As a food-lover, this stinks!

You’re still so curious and active! You are a speed-demon on your rolling walker. You also like to crawl behind our chairs in an attempt to grab the cable and lamp wires—don’t worry, we stop you! If you hadn’t been ill for so long, I’m sure you’d be extremely close to walking.

You still love playing in the pantry and kitchen cabinets, and because of your fascination with pots and pans, you’re Daddy’s little sous chef in training.

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You’ve started “speaking” more—finally saying “da-da” lots of “ba-ba” and “bob-bob” (who is Bob?)—and even an occasional “ma-ma” (you cried out “ma-ma-ma” when Daddy took you for a diaper change). <3 You’re also fascinated with the “v” sound. It still sounds like you’re saying “Iggy,” so for humor’s sake, we’re saying your first word is our dog’s name!

Speaking of Iggy—aka, your best friend—you love to imitate him! Recently you started shaking your head “no” but not in response to a question. We figured out you’re imitating Iggy when he shakes his ears! It’s hilarious—and, based on your giggles, you think so, too. You also like to wave at us and give high fives (but only to Daddy, not to me), and you smack your hands on the coffee table (which has a glass top—might need to replace that!).

You love to swing in the backyard, and most of the time you enjoy bath time. You still hate the swimming pool, however. Hopefully next year you’ll warm up to it.

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Daycare is hit or miss. You had a couple of great weeks (and even made a new friend—who’s a girl!—watch out ladies!), but of course when you were sick you missed several days and reverted back to some of your clinginess. It’s ok, though—you’ll (re)adjust.

Since nursing doesn’t seem to have its magical sleep-inducing effects as before, we’re going to have to try some kind of sleep-training. Does this work on older infants? Are we screwed until you’re in preschool? We’ll figure it out!

My sweet boy, I could go on and on, but I’ll end things here. We’ve begun sending out your first birthday invitations. It’s exciting and heart-breaking at the same time.

Mommy and daddy are so proud of you—and we love the sweet little boy you’re growing into.

Happy 11 months, Baby M!

If you’re catching up, you can find Baby M’s other monthly updates on my Baby page.

#BOSUstrong Challenge: Week 2 (Balance)

Hi there! Hope your week is off to a good start.

How was your weekend? Ours was busy; we drove to New Orleans for a special someone’s 2nd birthday party. Sunday was spent relaxing after Baby M finally slept through the night again! Let’s hope this trend continues.

Moving on…


If you forgot to join me last week for the #BOSUStrong challenge or just weren’t up for the cardio, make sure you join me this week as it’s all about the balance! We’re standing on one leg, lunging, and squatting our way through the week.

But balance means more than just being able to stand on one leg, it also means being able to do what you love while making healthy choices at the same time. It means putting in the work and still finding time for Netflix & baby snuggles. Or eating the heck out of chocolate cake but balancing it out with meal-sized salads.

Here are the 6 ways I stay balanced – what are yours?

  • I make time for myself by carving out time to blog—writing is my passion.
  • My favorite me time is my Monday night cardio barre class.
  • My rule when it comes to a balanced diet is listen to my body and respect my cravings.
  • I make fitness a priority by going outside for a walk during lunch and taking classes at the gym.
  • When I get stressed or overwhelmed, my go to is multi-faceted: deep breathing, a quiet walk, or a sniff of my lavender essential oil.
  • I do my best to leave my work-related frustrations behind to help my family stay balanced.

So I want to know – are you #BOSUStrong? Copy and paste the above, fill it in [replacing the bold & italicized answers] and make it your own, and then tag me in it and share with your friends! Let’s all be #BOSUSTRONG.

Follow me along on Instagram and Twitter. You don’t have to own a Bosu (I don’t—although I’m hoping to win my own!) to participate.

  • Question for you: how do YOU stay balanced? Pick one of the 6 prompts above or share your own.

My First Guest Post!

Good morning!
I’m exhausted. And I can’t begin to express how grateful I am that it’s Friday. A certain someone (hint: it’s not me, my husband, or the dog) will NOT sleep. At least this is just a phase.

I’m thrilled to tell you that my very first guest post is being shared by the lovely Carla Birnberg.

Most of you healthy living blog readers are probably familiar with Carla and her “what you can when you can” (#wycwyc) book and movement. But, if not, just know that she’s been blogging professionally since 2001 and has received many accolades for her writing and motivational speaking.

Needless to say, I’m honored to share my thoughts with her audience!

You probably won’t hear from me until next week, so have a fantastic weekend!

Thinking Out Loud 09.17.15

1. I didn’t really intend to disappear from the blog—but to be honest, I contemplated staying away until the weekend. Sometimes a little time away from the computer (besides the 8 hours I spend at it each day) is just what you need.


2. So…getting old stinks. Cardio barre was great Monday night, but I think I may have done something to my back. As I was putting Baby M in his car seat (on the floor), I pulled a muscle (I think?) and thought I was going to be walking like a hunch-back old lady for the rest of my life. It’s still sore, but I’ve used the heating pad off and on and done some stretching. I hope it’s better by Sunday—because I really want to take advantage of the month of Bikram I purchased. I tell you, you have a baby—and your body goes to $#&%. ;-)

3. Speaking of the babe—WHAT. IS. UP. with this kid? He’s over his cold/ear infection/weeks of feeling badly (thank the gods!), but now he won’t sleep! I’m reassured that “it’s a phase” (everything is), but the hour-long fight to get him into his crib—and stay in it—are too much. Mama needs her sleep, ok?

4. This weekend we’re heading back to New Orleans for a really awesome kid’s 2nd birthday party. Last year I was 8 months pregnant (!!), so I’m looking forward to being slightly more comfortable—and, who am I kidding?—able to have a drink (or 2). I want to recreate this picture holding Baby M.


5. Alright, let’s talk blog stuff. I thought I was getting into a good groove, but now I’m back into a funk. No inspiration food-wise, no time to really commit to actual writing. It would absolutely be my dream to ditch the 8-5 and amp up my blog from really atrocious amateur gibberish and iPhone pictures to something that could turn into a career. I wish freelance opportunities grew on trees.

6. I finally ordered an essential oil diffuser and some other oils. After weeks of sickness (even I had a cold for a few days) and our current sleep woes, I’m anxious to see if they really do boost our immunity or calm this child of ours to sleep.


7. I made a fall “bucket list” (more like “to-do list”) and I need to get on some of those things. It’s still really warm here, but we had a couple gloriously cool mornings that have put me into the “I’m so basic, give me all the FALL things” mode. My cheap riding boots I bought 2 years ago essentially fell apart last year, so I’m keeping my eyes peeled for a new (affordable) pair. And I’m thinking some pumpkin-inspired baking needs to happen—perhaps this bread.

8. Alright, I need to get back to my regularly-scheduled Thursday things. Hope y’all have a splendid day—and don’t forget to visit the lovely Miss Spoons for more Thinking Out Loud.