This post, to me, is my turning point. Where I continually lay out my path, my learnings, my moments and my mess ups. Authenticity has always, and will always, be at the forefront of my being. Not only how I carry myself but in the way I write and how I'm perceived online. I haven't... Continue Reading →
365 days ago
My wild one is now ONE. A whole year has passed, and I think I'm supposed to say, "It went by so quickly." And in the grand scheme of things, yes a whole year has come and gone, but boy have we been busy. Splitting maternity/parental leave, getting our first house in order, 2 new... Continue Reading →
one and done.
I have always been a believer that we would have one baby (naturally). I was open to possibly adopting or becoming a foster parent once our child was older. But all of a sudden I've had these days where I text my husband and say "Yeah this child thing is cool, let's have another." Or... Continue Reading →
flying frenzy
Stop what you're doing and read this. Flying has to be the weirdest human normalcy. I know that's sort of ironic, something normal being weird. But millions of people fly everyday and yet every aspect of it is weird. Hear me out. 1- goodness forbid that you want to pay for your cab ride on... Continue Reading →
#instafamous
Before Lincoln, I never thought twice about what I posted on social media. I was always a frequent user of many platforms, I loved sharing and I enjoyed seeing what friends were up to on a daily basis. Then Lincoln came and I started having these crazy ideas that my pictures had to be perfect.... Continue Reading →
would you rather?
Would you rather suffer a man cold or have a baby dealing with their first daycare sickness? Or would you rather deal with both, and have both suspects refuse to do anything about said sickness. I choose both - I mean, why not? They all say "Go Big or Go Home" right? My little rascal... Continue Reading →
logical motherhood.
This motherhood thing really never gets to a place where it feels normal to me. I'm not sure if it's supposed to get to that place, but if it is- I'm not there. I watch moms in the mall, at the park, on the plane, anywhere and some of them look so normal, like it's... Continue Reading →
with love, chelsea-lyn 