And Then There Were Four – The Birth of a Legend

I’m going to try really hard to do this all in order.  I was totally in my own little world for SO MUCH of this whole event that I know I’m missing huge… Continue reading →

We Did It!

We did it, you guys!!! Bob Marley was born at home at 6:35 this morning. First contraction was at 2:30, and things happened really quickly. He was 8 pounds 15 ounces and 22… Continue reading →

The True North Strong and Free

Today is all about gratitude.  I have never been more grateful to be Canadian.  Thank you, Canada, for giving me a year to stay home – this is MAGICAL. Last week got super… Continue reading →

The Weekly Wrap Up

Well kittens, we made it.  It’s Friday!  Did y’all know that this weekend is a SUPER LONG weekend for me?  My beautiful Russian friend from Denmark by way of Japan by way of… Continue reading →

Things are Going to Get Wild Up In Here

Last night, I had what may be one of my favorite conversations ever with Husbandio. In the interest of full disclosure, that is a complete lie.  It would be impossible to choose a… Continue reading →

BALLS!

Oooooo…I’m SO SO SO excited!  Do you know what I love more than anything?  LITTLE FOOD.  Ok.  And my family.  And Banoffee.  Listen, you guys, this blog is about my Best Life.  It’s… Continue reading →

Girls Gone Wild!

Oh girls…where would I be without you? Today has been monumentally crappy. I’ve been having the cramps from hell that are making me rethink the whole home birth thing because I would like… Continue reading →

I want to take your PEEKCHURE!

Have you ever had one of those moments where you meet someone and know instantly that you want them to take a picture of your most intimate body parts? I know, it happens… Continue reading →

Mama Was Queen of the Mambo

It’s been a musical day, kittens!  I finally remembered to grab all the cds I wanted out of the basement and so my drive to work was MAGICAL. Years ago, I was introduced… Continue reading →

Bring Me Your Finest Granola

Ok guys…brace yourselves.  My inner hippie is about to unleash. It’s no great secret that being pregnant brings out my inner hippie.  I mean, I’m not wearing Birkenstocks (FINE, I did last time… Continue reading →