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For the Gentlemen

For the Gentlemen

(Ladies, last week I spoke directly to you. This week I’m talking to the men. But, just as I told them, all of these poses are great for you, too! Please practice and enjoy them!) Okay, men. Can I just start by saying that I’m so glad that we have the wonderful internet to host this conversation for us? Cause, I know it can be awkward. And, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable, but you really need this information. So go ahead, blush, squirm and fidget as you read the first few…Read more
Birthday Candle Wishes Come True

Birthday Candle Wishes Come True

For the first six years of my marriage to Derek, the desire to have children was on the back burner. We wanted kids someday, but we were focused on other dreams. For 364 days a year, I was largely unaware of any ticking biological clock. But, March 19th was a different story. On my birthday every year, I could hear it loud and clear. And, my biological clock never said “tick tock.” It was much more ominous with its "what if” questions. “What if you can’t get pregnant?” “What if you wait too…Read more
{this moment}

{this moment}

{this moment} - A Friday ritual, inspired by Soule Mama. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.Read more
The Significance of the Insignificant

The Significance of the Insignificant

One of the most powerful lessons I’ve learned on my yoga mat is that there is great significance in the insignificant. Amazing changes can happen in my body with the smallest, subtlest changes. Simple acts like keeping a golf ball under my desk to roll my foot over, brushing my teeth with my left hand, or just doing one yoga pose, all add up to significant changes in my body. We see the same thing with our diet. Something as “simple” as drinking one soda a day can have a profound impact on…Read more
Out With the Old

Out With the Old

I spent a hefty portion of Sunday doing a task I dread - sorting through AE’s clothes to remove those items she’s outgrown. I don’t dread the work, I dread the sadness I feel as I do the work. AE was a big baby. She was wearing the 24 month clothes at 12 months. But, around the time she started walking, her weight gain slowed. So, I am just now packing up the 24 month clothes. In the past, I’ve justified the tears that flow as I sort by saying, “She hardly even…Read more