I started this blog when I learned that my husband and I were expecting, just two months before our cross-country move. This marked the start of an exciting journey, but also a tough goodbye as I left 3.5 years of hard work behind me, saying goodbye to a career I had tirelessly advanced in a community I adored. But… Continue reading Conquered: My biggest fears about being a stay-at-home mom
Two years: we are practically still in the honeymoon phase - minus the fact that we are definitely not lying on a beach in Hawaii anymore. Two years is a tiny dot in the scheme of committing our whole lives together. Regardless, it's 730 days - good and bad - of growing, learning and exploring as one. We… Continue reading What I’ve learned in two years of marriage
You only have so many fucks to give when you become a mother. This blog I read put it so well - Parents Have Fewer Fucks To Give. This has perhaps been the biggest adjustment for me since becoming a mother because I used to give a fuck about EVERYTHING even if it killed me.… Continue reading Why “Bad Moms” trailer has me in happy tears
I don't really think of myself as a military spouse. I think of myself as a wife - perhaps because I don't know any other life. To me, marriage has always been and will always be marked by dreaded bouts of distance followed by highly emotional homecomings, too many acronyms to be considered English, a transient… Continue reading What being a military spouse is really like
In light of Mother's Day, here's a glimpse at the crazy but beautiful life that has become my reality as a new mother - one of the most terrifying yet joyous "jobs" I'll ever be entrusted with.
The last time I celebrated monthly anniversaries was many, many years ago during my juvenile dating days. Then life happened; I grew up, got married, and suddenly celebrating love on monthly markers grew silly. That is until last month, when I met the greatest love of of all - my baby boy. It has reignited that giddy desire to… Continue reading On Parenthood: one month old
Yes. So much yes. Hear me out. I just assumed that I would be assigned a doctor for my childbirth. Then I did my research, was blessed with a healthy, low-risk pregnancy, and decided I wanted to aim for a natural, drug-free childbirth. So I went with a certified nurse midwife over a doctor because I wanted… Continue reading Do you really need a doula?
Three days postpartum and my sister asked me if I would ever go through childbirth again. I responded with a firm "Hell no!" Three weeks postpartum and I've already changed my mind as I edit my life plan to add back in a Baby No. 2 (not for another three to four years, though). Leaving the… Continue reading How time altered my birth story