I tried. I pushed onward with my Amazon shopping and eventually formulated a perfect cart full of glass lunch containers, bee’s wax tupperware coverings, and organic deodorant. I was “going green” because I was going to save the planet for my son. Reducing our carbon footprint had been on my mind
As a busy mom, Andrea Escamilla of Lewes understood what factors went into having a good experience as a labor and delivery patient. These factors included being heard, valued, and respected, while also feeling empowered to embrace and stick to her desired birth plan. So, when it came time for
I have been feeling really crappy for a couple of months now. It starts in the late afternoon. I feel tired – but not sleepy tired, tired like I’ve just gone for a super long run. I can’t drink enough water. At 4:30 p.m. on the nose, I sprint out of my office, frequently having to dash back in to
I ran into a good friend at work this week and she has an 8 month old so we aren’t walking that far apart from each other in our journey. We exchanged the normal, quick 5 minute synopsis of our lives in the hallway. We asked each other about the important stuff: “How’s the baby?”, “How are you?”
I am lazy. Not about my work, or about getting things done around the house. But when it comes to my “beauty routine,” I am about as lazy as they come. My hair is long and dries relatively straight, so there’s no need to blow-dry or style it. And, because my skin has never been terrible (except for
Don't Forget to Take Care of Yourself It’s different. I will be the first to admit that I was, in a health way, selfish before we had our baby. I wanted my time, my career, and my husband all to myself. We traveled to different countries, skydived, laid in the sun on some island beaches, and then –
By the time this blog is published, I will either be in the throes of postpartum or waiting out the final days before Baby Keegan makes his or her arrival (UPDATE: Baby Keegan has arrived!). However, weeks prior to having the baby, I’ve got one thing on my mind: baby prep. I’m making my lists and
Oh, the things a person purchases thanks to Amazon Prime. My ordering once got to the point that I was racing home before my husband so that I could sneak the wonderful packages inside and put them away. And when he would ask, “When did we get that?” I would simply reply, “We’ve had that for years.”
It’s a tale as old as time; a classic love story; and a remarkable account of how I fell in love ...with my breast pump. I fought it at first. I didn’t want to give in to the pump. It represented going back to work and spending hours separated from my baby. It was the next step in the journey, but I
Here I run on the treadmill, breathing rapidly with a mixture of anxiety (because I couldn’t find my “better” fitting leggings) and pure exhaustion. I’m beginning another year of New Year’s resolutions, and you can probably guess one of them – get back into a workout routine. If there was a
