Managing Motherhood

About a month ago I started to feel unsettled with my current life. Don’t get me wrong – I am GRATEFUL for the amazing life I have. My husband works insanely hard so I don’t have to work full-time. My kids are healthy, happy and fun. I am healthy, active and busy. So what the […]

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worst blogger ever.

Holy cow, I can’t believe it’s been so long since my last post. Clearly, my priorities are askew. We moved. Started renovating like crazy. Ellie turned one. Still renovating. I work a lot. Still renovating. Josh travels a lot. We renovate. That’s life right now! Our biggest project – the guest house – is almost […]

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delayed gratification.

I realize I’ve been delinquent in my blogging. A lot of has happened in our lives in the past two months. Some of it is public knowledge, some of it you’ll have to stayed tuned to find out. Announcement number 1: We are having baby numero dos.  I know, I know. You’re thinking, “Uhm, didn’t […]

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the dark side.

When I was pregnant with Jack, Spencer Pratt and I were trying to figure out ways that I could keep working without putting love nugget in day care. I knew it would require quite a bit of sacrifice and commitment to motherhood and nursing to stay with both, but it was too early to retire […]

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Jesus Panties.

I work in a really busy trauma center as a nurse. Like every person on this planet, my job is tough. At any given moment in time I am saving a life, comforting someone hurting, providing tender love and care for the sick, and playing counselor to someone on the brink of despair. Okay, I […]

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my breast friend.

Warning: in this post I am going to talk about boobs and other stuff. If you hate boobs don’t read this blog. If you don’t like weird things, don’t read this blog. I am turning into a hippy momma and La Leche says I can talk about (and publicly show) boobies any time I want […]

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educate yourself.

So, I’m starting to feel a whole lot like this: With not a whole lot of this: Because of people like this: patient: “MISS! I need to tell you something. And I need you to not think I’m crazy even though I smoke some crack and drank a 4-Loco before I came here. I’m not […]

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