Monday Bump: 35 Weeks

29th June 2015

*Note: I’m actually 36 weeks today. All posts will be a week behind.*

I completely dropped the ball again with my weekly photo.

I take my pictures on Saturday morning but since it was Declan’s party day I blanked and ended up forgetting until late on Sunday.

Hence the bright, shadow filled photo.

I swear one day I’ll become a proper blogger that actually remembers to take decent photos.

One day.


(See it’s not just me. Apparently my entire family is incapable of looking normal for a photo. In our defense, the guy did tell us to say weird words like “burger” and “ice cream” instead of “cheese”)

As you all know, Declan turned two on Friday and we spent the day together before heading to dinner that evening with Derek, my parents, and my sister-in-law.

Last year we took him to Farrell’s Ice Cream Parlour (which is essentially ColdStone on crack) and he loved it so much that we decided to make it a yearly tradition.

He couldn’t stop giggling and giving everyone at the table kisses because he was that excited, so I would say it was a successful evening.

Then on Saturday, we had his birthday party at a place called Pumper Jumpers in Fullerton.

The kids got to spend an hour running from room to room and playing on bouncers, trampolines, slides, etc. and everyone loved it.

I made a decision this year that I wasn’t going to stress details like decorations or food and I am so glad I didn’t.

We literally just showed up with some cupcakes and goody bags and the place took care of everything else for us.

He was giggling the whole way home again and Derek and I gave ourselves a pat on the back for a birthday party of parenting winning.


No matter what I do I feel like I cannot drink enough water.

I keep chugging and peeing, chugging and peeing.

It’s a vicious cycle that I can’t seem to stop or fix.

It probably doesn’t help that we’ve had awful humidity these past few days either.


My mom planned a girls day for me and invited my cousin, sister-in-law, and dear friend to join.

She took us all to get our toes done and then out to a fancy lunch, followed by some shopping.

It was really nice to relax and have some girl time, and it was so special that my mom took the time to surprise me by inviting these women that I care so much about.

She kept joking that she was going to relax me into labor.

Hopefully Bennett will at least wait until I’m full term though!


Bennett really likes to stretch out and roll around at all hell hours of the night.

It’s kind of a bummer because Declan is finally starting to sleep like a normal kid in his own space so I have all this room now but I’m still restless every night.

Pair that with how hot I have been recently and I’ve pretty much given up on sleep all together.

On the plus side, I’ve got tons of time to do super important things, like organize my Pinterest boards.


I had one or two or five cupcakes this weekend.

So that happened.


I miss being able to get out of bed without it being a full-blown production.

Seriously, it’s like trying to tip a cow over.


Seeing Baby B.

We are so crazy close and I’m just really anxious to meet him already!


To Be Two

26th June 2015

You know, it was exactly two years ago that the Supreme Court ruled the federal same-sex marriage ban to be unconstitutional.

I was in labor at the time with Declan, and when I heard that my son was born on a day where we took such a big step in the right direction I was so excited that he would forever be affiliated with a day of change.

Now here we are exactly two years later, and June 26th has become even more special with the legalization of same-sex marriage in all 50 states!

Declan means “full of goodness” and the date of his birth is also filled with so much goodness that it makes my heart leap with joy.

I don’t know who my son will love but I am overjoyed that whomever it may be, he will not have to fight our government for his basic American right to do so.

So for Declan’s birthday, I decided that I really wanted to make today all about him.

Bennett is almost here and things are going to be changing so it was important to me to soak up this quality time with my two year old.

So Derek set up Declan’s new tool workspace last night so that we could surprise him with it bright and early in the morning before he left for work.

The pictures are grainy because they are still-shots from a video but you get the drift.

He spent the next two hours of the morning completely glued to this thing before I was finally able to convince him that maybe eating breakfast would be a good idea.

Normally we do toast with some fruit but I wanted to take him for a mommy & me morning so we headed over to Panera.

He was really excited to be there.

One thing led to another and the next thing I knew I was covered in iced decaf coffee.

Within seconds of my coffee bath occurring a man walked over with a giant handful of napkins and said:

“I see you have a two year old!”

Exactly two today, funny enough.

All I could do was laugh at how perfectly imperfect my plans had turned out.

I thought about getting our food to-go and just going home since I was literally soaked, but decided instead to embrace the mess and enjoy my breakfast with my happy, hyper, crazy little man.

As he savored his french toast bagel an elderly couple across from us began admiring him and walked over to ask me how old he was.

Upon hearing it was his birthday, the man went up to the front counter and returned with a paper bag.

“We got a cupcake for Declan for his birthday, I hope that’s okay.”

I was so touched by their act of kindness towards my son and left Panera with a full belly and full heart.

Next we headed to the park where I let him play until he himself said he was ready to leave.

Thankfully, that was only about an hour because I was still drenched in coffee and really had to pee.

When we got home, we sat on the floor together and played with his tools and cars and animals until lunch time.

I made him his favorite (mac n’ cheese) and afterwards he dove on into his cupcake from the sweet old couple.

As I type this, my two year old is snug in bed taking a nap.

When he wakes, we will play in his new outdoor pool with daddy until it’s time to get ready for dinner.

We are taking him to the same spot we went for his first birthday tonight.

You know, in the hustle of life recently I have forgotten just how wonderful days like today can be.

The ones where you set aside your own agenda and let your little one take the reigns.

Where you slow down and let them take 30 minutes to finish the bagel rather than wrapping it to-go because you have too much to do.

The days where you sit on the floor, regardless of how uncomfortable you are, just so you can be an inch closer to whatever they are doing…

Just so you can be more involved.

And the longer I sat there, the more in awe of him I became.

Declan is filled with so much joy, so much wonder.

He cheers people on, laughs with them, and offers hugs with a sweet “are you okay?” when they are sad.

He is stubborn, determined, and strong-willed.

He loves to play music and he hates to go to bed.

He is such a powerful, amazing combination of things, and I am so lucky to be able to call myself his mommy.

Thank you for loving my son and for sharing in our journey.

I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!


A Letter To My First Born

24th June 2015

(Photo: Brenda Munoz Photography)

Almost exactly two years ago to date, you brought new light into my life with your birth.

I only got to hold you in my arms for a moment before the doctors and nurses scurried to make sure you would be okay, but in that brief first meeting I fell more deeply in love with you than I could ever hope to explain with words.

Once I was able to embrace you the following morning after a long night separated, I never let you go again.

Things are going to be changing around here pretty soon with the arrival of your baby brother, and I know you’re not going to fully understand why my level of attention for you has changed.

You’re going to have times where you feel upset, jealous, and unsure about this new life that has joined our family.

For that, I am deeply sorry.

But know that though it may feel different because my time will be divided, my love for you will never be diluted and we share a bond that will never be broken.

I may have taught you how to eat with a fork and recognize colors, but the skills and lessens I have learned from you are some of the most valuable in my life.

It was with you that I learned how to overcome the obstacles of breastfeeding and nourish another life.

You showed me how to slow down and appreciate the little things right in front of me, like a mid-day cuddle when the dishes are piled up and laundry is overflowing.

With you, I learned how to exercise a level of patience I thought was only possible for buddhist monks.

You showed a begrudging woman how to instantly forgive and move forward.

I’ve learned to let life be messy sometimes, rather than always trying to keep out of the mud.

And most of all, you have taught me what it means to be a mother.

You will always be my first.

First newborn cry to comfort, first to call me mama.

The first to blow out a diaper on me in the Panera parking lot and the first to fall asleep on my chest at night.

You’ve tantrumed and you’ve giggled and you’ve paved the way for all who come after you.

And I love you so much.

 I hope you dive head first into this new adventure like you do with everything else.

I hope you show your brother the same tenderness you show everyone else close to you.

And I hope you always know that you are irreplaceable to me.

As the world around you changes, know that my love for you never will.


Your mama


Monday Bump: 34 Weeks

22nd June 2015

*Note: I’m actually 35 weeks today. All posts will be a week behind.*


I spent a lot of time researching and talking to fellow moms about the best double stroller to get in the past few months.

With Declan’s, we literally just walked into Target, said, “this one looks cool”, and left with it.

I’ve never been a fan of the damn thing and so it was really important this time around, especially with how expensive double strollers are, that I got the right one.

Since I plan to continue my Fit4Mom classes after having Bennett we decided to get the BOB Revolution SE Duallie and man is she a beauty.

Declan is already a huge fan so hopefully he will still love it once he’s sharing with another person.


I’m running hot these days.

It can be 75 degrees in my house but I’m still sweating out my pillow at night.

Derek is the one who runs hot in this family so it’s been hilarious to watch him covered up in a blanket while I’m practically naked and sitting directly underneath the air vents to try and cool off.

The same thing happened at the end of my pregnancy with Declan so I’m not surprised, but I do look forward to when it’s over because I don’t do well in the heat.


We spent the weekend with my parents which was really nice.

On Saturday, we all went to the air show in San Diego which Declan loved.

It was hotter than Hades, but I still had a good time watching the guys geek out and talking with my mom.

Sunday after presents and brunch we headed to my parents house for some pool time.

It felt so nice to be in the water and really made me miss our pool at our old house.

Good thing my parent have one so we can still get our fix in!


I’m officially huge.

Like, I-can’t-see-my-hoo-haw, huge.

I’ve got my pregnant waddle down, I have to roll myself out of bed, and it takes me longer to get off the floor than I would care to admit.

Oh the joys of the final pregnancy stage!


I realized that while I hope Bennett stays put for a few more weeks he could realistically show up anytime now.

So I got down to business and started prepping for birth/postpartum.

I packed our hospital bag and got all of my PP must haves like jumbo maxi pads and granny panties.

You know, all the glamorous stuff.

Next step is to do some freezer prep meals so that neither Derek or myself have to worry about cooking in the first few weeks.


I’m less about food these days and more about ice.

It’s all I want all day long.



Pregnancy insomnia was making it hard enough but apparently Declan is going through a growth spurt and he has been waking up before 5 am every morning.

I’m pretty exhausted but I guess it’s just preparation for what’s to come with the newborn stage.


Declan turns two on Friday!

Crazy I know, don’t even get me started.

We have his party on Saturday and I’m really excited because I know he’s going to have a blast.


Maternity Photoshoot 

19th June 2015

Happy Friday, friends!

I’ve got to tell you, it’s been crazy around here recently.

We have been taking advantage of the California incentives to save energy and upgrading our entire house from the inside out with solar panels, insulation, and a brand new AC unit.

On top of that, we completely emptied two rooms to redesign (including finally decorating our own room) and have been getting rid of unwanted things which in turn, requires buying replacements in some cases.

I’m pretty sure that Derek had to sell one of his kidneys on the black market to pay for all of this and I’ll probably discover that he secretly set up a sperm bank to cover the costs of a new iMac and BOB double stroller, but I’ll worry about that day when it comes knocking on my door in 18 years.

In the meantime, our days will continue to be filled with building furniture and DIY projects as we try and get everything in place before Bennett makes his arrival in the next 6 or so weeks.

Speaking of Bennett, that’s the real reason I popped in today.

We got out maternity photos back last night and I am so in love!

I tried to narrow down my favorites as much as possible so that I didn’t bombard you guys with pictures, but it was really hard so bear with me.

 Brenda (Brenda Munoz Photography) is just incredible.

I believe that when you love what you do it shows in your work and you can see how passionate Brenda is about capturing the joy in people’s hearts when you see her photos.


My friend from high school recommended her to me back in December when I was on the hunt for a new photographer and she has quickly become not only our go-to girl, but a wonderful friend.


 If you’re in need of a photographer for anything I highly recommend sending her an email and setting something up.

You won’t regret it!


Hope everyone has a lovely weekend!


Lack Of Oxygen, Lack Of Sanity 

17th June 2015



In the spirit of transparency, yesterday I sucked at being a mom. 

I woke up around 3:30 am thanks to pregnancy insomnia and looked at computer desks online until about 4:30 am when I finally felt tired enough to go back to sleep.

Naturally, just as I was closing my eyes, Declan woke up and demanded to be in my “nest”. 

Only I couldn’t cuddle him the way he wanted me to because it was activating my sciatica and causing my entire body to go numb, so he started throwing a tantrum. 

Derek and I spent the next 30 minutes trying to calm him down and get him back to sleep before finally giving up and starting our day.

I had a doctors appointment at 8:30 am but we also had workers coming to our house to install a new air conditioner so I had to wait for them to show up first.

I barely made it to my appointment on time and almost the entire drive there Declan was screaming for no apparent reason. 

So I shot my mom a text and asked her to pray for me.

I was exhausted, my patience was non-existent, and it wasn’t even 9 am yet.

My mom and I text one another all the time asking for prayer, so really, it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. 

After the appointment I had to run some mandatory errands with my cranky kiddo.

I didn’t mind too much though because I figured by the time we got home the workers would be gone and Declan would be just about ready for a nap.

But I was so very wrong. 

When we got home around 11:30 am they had barely finished uninstalling everything and were taking a break before doing the actual install.

It was about 80+ degrees in my house with tarps on the floor and people all over the place and I was taking deep breaths as I put the groceries away and tried to come up with some sort of game plan for Declan and I, since we couldn’t stay home with everything going on.

Then, my mom called me out of the blue.

“Hi Sweetie! Daddy is coming over to your house right now. He is going to take Declan to go have some fun so that you can rest.”

Insert sobbing pregnant lady here.

I completely broke down.

My dad has a full time job.

He chose to leave work early and come all the way out to my house just to pick up my son so I could relax for a few hours.

How did they know from a simple text that I was past my limit?

I am prideful to a fault, so I’m pretty good at acting like I don’t need help even when I do.

Last week while Derek was gone, my kitchen sink clogged and in an attempt to fix it I ended up making things even more complicated.

My mom happened to call me just as I was crying over the bathtub, cleaning the black sludge Declan and I were both covered in (thanks to the drain) off of him.

She offered to have herself and my dad come over and help me but I refused until she basically said “I’m not asking you. We are coming.”

My parents ended up saving the day last Tuesday with that and they saved the day again yesterday. 

It sounds ludicrous but I honestly did not realize just how stressed I have been recently until yesterday.

I was talking to someone last week about Derek being in North Carolina to see his mom and they said to me:

“How have you been doing with all of this? With Derek’s cousin, and now his mom, and being pregnant trying to take care of both your son and your husband… You’ve got a lot going on.”

It seemed absurd for them to say this. To imply that I had any right to feel overwhelmed when my husband was the one experiencing so much hardship.

But I realize now that they were right.

And I think that God has been not-so-subtly trying to tell me that I need to stop trying to be a rock all of the time and allow myself to lean on others as I expect them to lean on me when they are struggling.

I had lunch all by myself yesterday.

I took small bites because I wasn’t worried about finishing my food before my kid lost interest in sitting and started terrorizing the place. 

I painted my toe nails and took a little cat nap.

By the time Declan was home I felt like a new woman.

I was excited, not overwhelmed, to see him after only a few hours apart and Derek and I spent the rest of the evening laughing and playing with him before bedtime.

I know they say you need to put your own oxygen mask on before you can help anyone else, but Declan sits on my lap and they only give out one mask per seat, so I always put it on him first.

I’m realizing what a problem the lack of oxygen has been for my sanity as of late.

And as I’m getting ready to bring another lap sitter into this world, I think it’s time I start learning how to take care of myself, so that I can take better care of my kids. 

On that note, I’ve got to say that I love this little corner of the web that I have and it has truly become a passion of mine. 

Thank you so much to all of you for reading my ramblings and following this crazy journey.

All of your likes, comments, and reposts help make this dream of mine come true a little more each time, and I am truly grateful. 

I sometimes wonder after I click the “post” button if I’ve overshared, but I always end up with at least one person who says they are going through the same thing and that’s why I do this.

So thanks for letting me open up my life to you guys. I’m excited to see where this adventure leads to next!


#MySwimsuitStyle In All Of Its Pregnant Glory

16th June 2015



When I was about 7 or 8 years old I got my first almost two piece bathing suit.

It was technically still a one piece, but had a black mesh material in the mid drift area, separating the design and giving the illusion of a bikini. 

I distinctly remember laying by the pool posing and begging my aunt to take pictures of me because I felt so beautiful in it. 

That was the last time I ever asked someone to take a photo of me in a bathing suit and it was definitely the last time I ever felt beautiful in one, until today. 

I realize that I have spent the greater portion of my life body-shaming myself regardless of my weight, stretch mark count, or cellulite visibility.

Even when I was in the best shape of my life last summer I felt uncomfortable in my bikini, which is just absurd. 

So I’m done.

Done hiding behind coverups or a child on my hip. 

Done shaming my own body before anyone else gets the chance to out of fear.

And what better time to kick the habit than when I am 34 weeks pregnant, am-I-right?   


It’s easy to be unhappy with our bodies on a normal day but add in an extra 30 lbs. of pregnant belly and you can hit a whole new level of shaming. 

But my body is creating a life and that is the most beautiful thing in the world. 

I’m so proud of these thick thighs that will help support the birth of my son.

I’m thankful for my stretch marks new and old, that remind me of what my body endured and is currently enduring to bring my children into this world.

I’m one bad ass mother who can run hills, do squat jumps, and carry a full load of groceries in one hand with a toddler in the other and a baby belly in the middle. 

 My body lets me do all of those things, so I’m going to start celebrating it rather than trying to bury it in layers.

This is me.


I’m super pregnant, far from perfect, and proud to share my swimsuit style with all of you! 

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Monday Bump: 33 Weeks

15th June 2015

*Note: I am actually 34 weeks today. All posts will be a week behind.*


My mother-in-law was finally released from the hospital last Thursday after a very frightening week and a half hospital stay.

Derek flew out to North Carolina on Tuesday with his grandpa and his brother who is in the Marines was able to get leave to see her as well.

That woman is tough as nails and was able to battle a (still unknown for sure) viral infection, pneumonia, and Sepsis combo that could have very easily taken her life.

I’m so grateful that she is home and recovering and I’m glad Derek was able to go and spend a little time with her during this hard time.


Baby B has been acting like he wants to literally rip out of my stomach as of late.

It feels like he is trying to pop his way out of my flesh and as I’m sure you can imagine, it’s pretty damn painful.

Along with that, my Braxton hicks have been getting stronger and longer.

On Thursday I was barely able to complete my workout class because my belly so tight the entire time.

I was pretty bummed out thinking I may have to stop working out, but I went to class today and was just fine so it’s something I just need to monitor.


My sweet friend and fellow blogger Kelly (her adorable teacher blog is here) threw Derek and I a couples baby shower for Bennett with the help of my other friend Carolyn.

Kelly is a first grade teacher who makes most of her lesson plan templates herself, so naturally she knows how to decorate a party like a champ.

It was the cutest ever, and I had such a great time with close friends celebrating our little man.

Declan had a blast too chasing the dogs around and flirting with my other blogger mommy friend Nikol’s daughter Claire. (Check out Nikol’s blog here).


While Derek was gone Declan decided that he was going to have the day from hell.

He refused to nap, had five total meltdown tantrums, and fought me on bedtime for an hour and a half as well.

For whatever reason, nothing was making him happy that day and I was feeling in over my head with it all.

Whenever Declan starts screaming Bennett reacts in the womb and I get crazy Braxton hicks along with his movements.

If I end up having him early, it’s going to be because of the emotional stress Declan causes when he has days like this, I swear.

Luckily, I was able to tap into a reserve of patience that I had deep down inside and we ended the day with a kiss and some cuddles.


I’ve been getting down on myself recently because I really wanted to cut out sugar and eat clean this pregnancy but on the weekends we always find ourselves in a restaurant and with dessert.

But I’m trying to remind myself that (God-willing) this is the last time I am ever going to be pregnant and I shouldn’t beat myself up about my cravings.

We eat extremely well during the week so if I end up with ice cream or pizza on a Saturday it shouldn’t be something I’m kicking myself for.


Wine, wine, and wine.

Seriously, the week was a difficult one and I missed being able to sit down at the end of a hard day with a glass of Pino Noir.


This weekend is we are taking my dad to an air show in San Diego which I think will be a lot of fun.

I’m also looking forward to celebrating Derek for Father’s Day on Sunday!


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Monday Bump: 32 Weeks

8th June 2015


*Note: I’m actually 33 weeks today. All posts will be a week behind.*


I really wanted a weekend alone with my husband before baby B’s arrival and luckily my parents agreed to watch Declan for us so that my dream could become a reality.

We thought about going out of town but Derek had his final tattoo appointment on Saturday so we decided to just have a staycation at home.

We went to eat at restaurants we could never take Declan to, saw a movie, slept in, and binged on Daredevil.

It was such a relaxing weekend and I was so happy to have that time to recharge and connect with my husband.


Last Tuesday Derek got a call from his step-dad saying that his mom was in ICU with undiagnosed symptoms.

For anyone who may not know, his mom lives all the way in North Carolina, so I’m sure you can imagine how he felt when he heard this news knowing that he couldn’t immediately be at her side.

She spent the next three days in ICU as they did test after test trying to diagnose her.

They know it’s a viral infection but they still don’t know which one. However, they did discover that she has Sepsis, which is where the chemicals being released into your blood to fight off an infection cause inflammation. In severe cases like my mother-in-laws, blood pressure drastically drops leading to septic shock which is life-threatening.

She has since been able to stabilize enough to be moved from ICU into a private room and they have also been able to lower her medications which is fantastic.

Still, the road to recovery is looking to be a long one and we have no idea how long she will be in the hospital, nor do we know how long it will take to discover what viral infection caused all of this.

Continued prayers for her and the rest of the family are much appreciated.


We took our maternity photos with the incredibly talented Brenda from Brenda Munoz Photography.

She is so talented and such a light in a world of dark and I feel so lucky to have her has our family photographer.

I can’t wait to see all of the photos in another week or so.


In an attempt to look like a pregnant goddess I chose two dresses that were backless for my maternity photos, aka, I couldn’t wear a bra with them.

But naturally, I accidentally left my pasties at home so I was blasting the nips for half of the shoot.

Poor Brenda is probably having a hell of a time trying to photoshop my nipples out of those pictures.


I’m starting to lose my appetite and not really want anything but ice.

Yesterday we drove to Sonic with the sole purpose of getting some of their crunchy ice.

But me being me, I accidentally ordered slush drinks instead of regular so I didn’t get my ice I was craving.

Derek choked on his drink from laughing so hard at my reaction to the realization that I had failed myself.



We went to a sushi restaurant Saturday night and I was totally bumming on my chicken teriyaki plate.


My mini baby shower this weekend and the yard sale we are having.

I’m in extreme nesting mode and that means the great purge has begun.


Light Up The Night Cash Giveaway

4th June 2015

What would you do with a million dollars?

Me? I would probably pay off our house and donate the rest. Maybe make a couple of William Sonoma purchases in there too because their stuff is way too expensive for my non-millionaire self to justify when I have a kid at home that will just destroy it all.

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