One of the many hats I wear is one of “Pre- and Postnatal Exercise Specialist.” That’s right, ladies and gentlemen, I truly am Superwoman – birthing babies, educating them, teaching others how to naturally birth babies, cook 3 meals a day, write a million articles a month, and maintain my hot body while doing it all. Haha. But seriously, my degree is in exercise physiology and I do have a specialization in pre- and postnatal exercise. We love being physically in shape in our home; we eat healthy and exercise regularly. Those who know me in real life have probably attended my “Mommy’s Bootcamp” classes in one of the many states we have lived in over the years. I love working with pregnant and postpartum women. There is something so rewarding when helping a woman feel strong and beautiful through a good workout! My classes were true bootcamp style (with lots of chatting of course), but the catch was that we wore our babies. Whether a mama was rocking her baby bump or baby was strapped on in a structured buckle carrier (LOVE me an ErgoBaby), we were sweating it out and feeling good. Continue reading
A foreign word at this point.
“Mama. Mama. Mama. MAMA!” A toddler is screaming 3 inches from my face, while I was trying to rock an infant down for a nap. A nap that will never happen now.
Dinner should have been started about an hour ago, but the toddler has spilled an entire box of cereal throughout the kitchen and decided to “help” clean it up with a soapy, wet dish towel. You know, making it impossible to sweep it all easily.
Bills need paid, the laundry pile is taking over an entire room, you are out of wine, your hair is in the same bun you created 2 days ago, the fridge is looking bare, and the baby could possibly be cutting a tooth. Oh crap, now there’s glitter being mixed into the cereal mess. Sh*t, you could really use a glass of wine. Continue reading
When my first baby was born, I laughed at the idea of ingesting my placenta. Heck, I didn’t even want to look at the organ after it was delivered! I had this amazing unmedicated birth center birth, and I didn’t even look at my placenta. What was I thinking?
Over the next year, we started falling further down the rabbit hole of all things natural. Our lifestyle began to change as well as our views and practices. By the time I was pregnant with baby #2, we were ready for a homebirth, I was teaching childbirth education classes, and I fully understood the power of the placenta. Not only was I excited to see it, but I wanted it encapsulated.
I took my placenta pills for a few weeks and then decided to stash them in the freezer. I was making plenty of milk, had no signs of depression or baby blues, and was feeling great. My husband asked me a few months later if I truly wanted to keep those suckers in the freezer long term. I simply laughed at him and swallowed two pills the morning after St. Patrick’s Day (in Savannah, mind you.) and went on my merry way while he suffered an awful hangover. Placenta Pills for the WIN! He has never questioned the frozen pills since. Continue reading
Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD), most commonly known as Seasonal Depression affects over 10 million people a year. If you have ever experienced it, you understand its effects and how hard it can be to push yourself through the winter. Some people joke about this and blame their laziness on it, but it is not a laughing matter. Continue reading
'Tis the season for making goals that are never kept. Let’s change that this year. You may not keep every resolution, but there are a few ways to break down and prioritize the list of things you’d like to add into your life (or delete from it!). Continue reading
We live in a society full of instant gratification, big technology, and heck of a lot of people who enjoy free handouts.
This is the perfect time of year to talk with our kids about making changes and working toward bettering the world. Continue reading