If you've been paying attention to my posts as of late you'll notice that they have been less about fitness and more about motherhood… and fairly introspective at that. Obviously, this 2nd pregnancy and the idea of becoming a mama to two has my head in other places other than just working out and eating well. I’m actually trying to figure out how to be a more patient, happier version of myself. After talking with friends and family and ruminating over how I can make this tra

It's Ethan's (my son) 2nd birthday week. It's both a sentimental and anxious time as, I reminisce about how much has changed and how much I have changed over the past two years and as I ponder how much more will change over the next 6 months and two more years as we become a family of four (five with our sweet pooch, Lando). I'm also really trying hard to remember what I was doing two years ago today, other than pleading with the little person inside to "COME OUT"! As I think

My first pregnancy did not go how I planned. In my head, it was going to be easy; I was going to be one of those women who glowed and bounced their way through, working out regularly and eating my normal, "healthy", diet. Yeahhhhh. No. (sums up my diet pretty well: saltines and fizzy water) It sucked. I was sick and it honestly rocked me to my core. It was a hard period for me; not only were my expectations completely ruined but I felt like ass every day... all. day. long. An