Moving in with your significant other is a lot of things. The words: excited, nervous, yay and holy crap, what are we doing? may come to mind. What I've learned is that if you do build a relationship with someone you love and you'd both like to take the next step, moving in together is a great way to get to know each other on a much deeper level. Before we moved in together, we were dating for about 2 years when we finally decided to start looking for a place together. I stil

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Dear you, I know the word "mom" or "mama" might feel a bit foreign at first. You were just "you" not too long ago. And now, you are someone's mom... f o r e v e r. It's odd how life changes so quickly, so profoundly overnight. I don't think anything can ever compare. Some people think marriage changes you but I'd have to disagree. Sure, marriage changes things a bit, makes your partnership more official, not to mention legal, but in no way does that compare to motherhood. Not

I'm gonna get real vulnerable right about now. I promised myself that I would do this, even though it's hard. It's just taken let's say... a good 8 years for it to happen. But - it's happening...! First, let me start with a personal story. I was 24 I worked for the absolute kindest woman on the planet. She was truly a gem; an angel in human form. So sweet, caring and helpful. She wasn't your typical boss. She was so human, loving and understanding. At the time she was moving

I love the feeling of a brand new year. Maybe it's the idea that we get to start anew.. start over... start fresh.. own a new vibe and I love it! "Out with the old, in with the new!" As time passes we live a bit more and we learn. We mature. We experience more and take our lessons with us everywhere we go. We realize what parts of ourselves or instances we want to absolutely live time and time again, and we also learn what we would be better off leaving in the past. Maybe sur

Last year I wrote a blog, "what are you saying no to in 2022" and as I look back and reflect, I have to say that although I wasn't perfect with all of my goals (newsflash most of us aren't and that's okay!), I did stick with the main commitments I made for myself which I'm proud of because they weren't easy, especially when you throw becoming a first time mother to the mix! This brought me to thinking about this upcoming year... a brand new, fresh year is around the corner an

Since giving birth to my son, I'd be lying if I said it's been easy or simple to keep up with all the things I was doing pre-baby that I enjoyed. Things surely have changed. :) As tough as it can be some days, I wouldn't change being a mama for anything in the entire world. Being a mama is divine, hard work. It's a big blessing and I've earned that small wins are still big wins when your heart and passion are collectively intertwined. You can never lose when you do things fro

Read what I fed my baby for his very first food and why! You'll also learn the health benefits of this food. It's so yummy!

I think I blinked and now he's 6 months old. It's so true: time sure does fly... My itty bitty baby born 7.7 pounds is now is a very long 97% in length and giggly, smiley sweet and heavy 20 pound baby. He's my big boy and I'm so proud to be his mama. He's grown so much and even though I see and hold him every day, I too notice how much time has molded him already. He's half a year today and it's wild to see! His facial features are waaay more pronounced. His eyelashes are lo

Breastfeeding: My colostrum aka "liquid gold" as they call it, came in and I’ll never forget seeing the first drop leave my nipple. I was so happy and relieved. "Holy crap it's happening!" All throughout pregnancy I thought I wouldn’t have been able to do it, but here my body was doing its thing. I was so proud. I happily spoon and syringe-fed my baby those first few days and a few times we used our pinky finger dipped in my milk like the nurses taught us to feed him so he wo

As I sit here staring deeply, lovingly into my baby's beautiful grey eyes, I can’t help but remember moments of hurt and pain years ago. It’s crazy how deep heartfelt feelings of gratitude have a way of reminding you just how far you’ve come. I remember dreaming of these moments. Wondering when I’d meet "my person", fantasizing when I’d be pregnant, imagining what having a moving baby within my belly would feel like and then picturing seeing their face for the very first tim

The first few hours and days were... a nocturnal blur. Giving birth was such a profound, emotional event. I hadn’t slept in what felt like days.. but if I’m being honest, it had been months of rough "sleep". Being pregnant those last weeks were extra rough. Getting up every few hours to inch my way to the bathroom with an extra sore lower back and awful pelvic pains were so hard. After the joyous moments of birth, I laid there half asleep in a strange daze of “wow, I’m a mom