Parenthood: Time is fleeting.

In a world that is growing in its lack of compassion and love, I’m fighting to show my son what it means to hang on to those two very important things. He holds a hand on my wrist as if to tell me, even long after he has fallen asleep: “Mommy, don’t go.” I have […]

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Why do you Workout?

Why do you workout? Everyone has a reason. For some, it’s to get stronger. Others, want to get smaller. There are people who want to get bigger. Sometimes it’s a mental health coping mechanism. That workout releases stress, or boosts someone’s mood. Parents want to be able to be active with their children. Younger people […]

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Parenthood: Finding the light and color again.

Seeing the world through my son’s eyes has brought a vibrancy back into my own world. His world is still full of bright, fun, splashy colors. His heart doesn’t understand or know heartbreak. He hasn’t experienced loss. Hate. Pain that is outside of physical. He hasn’t been wronged or cheated in his life yet. He […]

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Transformation Thursday: A Yogi and so much more.

The app TimeHop reminded me the other day that it has officially been two years since I fully began the journey into yoga. Yes, I “yoga’d” before. Yes, I did it far more regularly in the second half of my pregnancy. But really, it wasn’t until I had my first flow at the mat, my […]

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Battle of the face. #ThanksalotPCOS

If I could go back and do anything over in my adult life, it would be being more determined at finding a skin care routine that works for my face. Instead? I just settled, bounced around, for years. Because of my PCOS, my early adult years were suddenly plagued with breakouts. My teen years? Beautiful […]

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A letter to myself.

1:09 a.m. It wasn’t my son keeping me awake. It was myself. The past few months have been hard. I’ve been struggling internally with the idea of a second child. And it’s been shockingly more painful to have on my mind than having my first was. I wasn’t the kind of woman born knowing I […]

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It’s a Stitch Fix win!

Through the kindness and generosity of family during that holiday we call Christmas, I was gifted money towards my next fix. No, not drugs, we’re talking clothes here. Although now that I’m a few fixes in, I can easily say that yes, I am addicted to that pretty greenish circle arriving on my doorstep with pretties […]

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