Authentic Moment #7: My Police Escort

Around this time of the year I always remember all of my ridiculous travel stories flying home from college for the Christmas break. My very first time coming home for Christmas, I had no idea what the heck I was doing. I overpacked like crazy. I had … [Read more...]

Inner Dialogue About Exercising

After four pregnancies and ending with twins, baby weight is a real thing. In my head I can bound up my stairs two at a time but when I try, my legs laugh at me. Or if I am chasing Olivia, she can actually outrun me because my body just won't move … [Read more...]

Feeling Numb

December 9th, was the one year anniversary of the twins getting out of the NICU. Ever since having the twins I've been jotting down my thoughts here and there. They weren't always coherent but they were me trying to figure out life and everything we … [Read more...]

5 Ways to Cope With Sleep Deprivation Without Caffeine

First off, I just want to make clear my expertise on the subject. I'll just bullet point my sleep deprivation résumé: In college, homework never started before 1 am Papers never started getting written before 2 am Movie nights with roomies … [Read more...]

Authentic Moment #6: My Dad’s Reaction

Let me set the scene. My parents L-O-V-E Disneyland. It's actually pretty cute. They went there on their honeymoon. They took me there every year between the ages of 3-12. We even all went when I was pregnant with Olivia (our first kid) because my … [Read more...]

My Kids Make Me Brave

I'm really into Zumba. I love it. Give me a good beat and some synchronized dancing and I'm there. It's like going to a club without all the parts that suck about a club - creepy guys, being out late, having to dress up. This is mostly what I look … [Read more...]

How Far We’ve Come

Here are a few photos of the day the twins were born compared to now:     … [Read more...]

Authentic Moment #5: My Friend, the Phlebotomist

As I've mentioned before, when I was pregnant with the twins I had to get my hormone levels checked every two weeks. Which means I had to get blood drawn every two weeks. And, as I've mentioned before, I hate needles. Hate, hate, hate. Mostly because … [Read more...]

52 Week Countdown

I have a real love/hate relationship with breastfeeding. More the latter than the former. It just really takes a lot out of me. My immune system cannot handle much while I'm breastfeeding. With Olivia I was coming down with a fever every two weeks. I … [Read more...]