Get ready to pretend gasp: The Miss America Organization has banned the swimsuit competition from its pageants. (You’ve heard this by now. This is your cue to act surprised/impressed/encouraged about the general direction of our society.)
So you may have seen it on my stories if you follow me on Instagram, but we went to the Indianapolis 500 with some family this past weekend, and I think I’m just now getting back on track with sleep and our schedules since getting home early Monday morning.
So. Much. Happening. So much, in fact, that I can’t even come up with a wittier intro to this post than that. Let’s get on with it! Here’s what’s been happening around these parts lately…
Here are some things that don’t mix: packing up an entire household; tending to three children ages 5 and under; ear infections; and the inability to string together more than four consecutive hours of sleep for days on end.
It always starts out with these words: “So far I’ve been just fine…”
34+ hours of labor and emergency C-section? I can handle that. Unmedicated until 9cm VBAC? Got that too (times two). Surviving bleeding nipples? I’m ya gal!
Just Wondering is a series where we talk about some pressing–and sometimes not-so-pressing–issues that help us to have a moment of much-needed reflection. Read on and weigh in!
Working outside of a traditional office setting can be somewhat of a challenge.
Nowadays, “hero” conjures to mind another life-giving (and taking-away force, if you’re really acting like an asshole)–moms.
Guys. What’s uuuuup! I know, I know… I’ve been MIA on this blog for about three days in a row now, which is–shockingly–the longest I’ve gone since starting it up over a year ago.