i don’t know what happened to me today, but it pretty much felt like the polar opposite of my last 2 posts. i got done putting caylin to bed, and instead of going into the bedroom to change into workout clothes, i moped downstairs and plopped down on the…
i went to this recipe blog post expecting to read the recipe for cinnamon roll cupcakes. never having been to this particular food blog before, i was not ready to read an actual emotional blog. i started reading it, and it hit me like a sack of bricks. i’m…
i have always struggled with anxiety, self-image, self-consciousness, self-esteem… the whole nine yards. i’m pretty sure most women do to some extent, in at least one of those areas. it can be crippling and frustrating. and it is absolutely a waste of time. i don’t say this because…
i hate that i’ve only been posting once a month lately. i have allowed myself almost no down time in the last few weeks. i have stayed up past 3 AM more times in the last month than i have in the last like 2 years combined, at least.…
caylin turned 10 months old on sunday. hard to believe she’ll be a year old in 2 months. really, really hard to believe. * i’m convinced we are raising a hellion. this girl is absolutely crazy. * she eats like 3 dinners. she eats whenever brett and i get home…
let me preface this by saying, i’m unbelievably lucky. brett is amazing. caylin is amazing. our families: amazing. this house? amazing. life is fantastic, and we are unbelievably fortunate. none of the below is me complaining about my life, because there is zero to complain about. the last few…
caylin turned 9 months today. more specifically, 2 hours ago. brett and i just watched silver linings playbook, and one of the songs they played was frank sinatra singing, “have yourself a merry little christmas”. they had the big christmas lights in the background. the big ones, not the crappy…
we closed on the house yesterday. we. closed. on. our new house. we’re moving into our new house next week. no matter how many times i say it, it still won’t sink in. we haven’t done diddly as far as packing goes–my mom has done 95%…