Best Homemade Pizza!


Food and I aren’t friends right now.  In fact, we’re barely on speaking terms.  Think of the pickiest eater in your life, and I’ve probably got them beat.  (Brady wasn’t even this particular, when he was going through his picky stage).

I’m no stranger to pregnancy food aversions, because I couldn’t eat meat and certain vegetables during the first trimester of my pregnancy with Brady.  But – goodness – I’m taking things to a ridiculous level right now.  Honestly, it’d be so much faster and easier to list the foods that I can eat than to write out the ones that I can’t.  But the short list of foods that make me gag include:  any type of meat, eggs (except on occasion), most vegetables (but particularly spinach, broccoli, carrots, and peppers), spaghetti sauce (so plain pasta is my friend),  coffee (which I was going to give up anyway), and even most sweets.

(I have started to crave chocolate again though, sooooo maybe that’s a sign that I’m nearing the end of this food aversion stage?  Ha, ha.  Let’s hope so)!

Pizza on the other hand?  Pizza is my FAVORITE.  It’s crusty carbs topped with fresh tomatoes and cheese.  What’s not to love, even when you’re pregnant and picky?

This particular pizza recipe?  It’s my ultimate favorite.  Actually, it’s a combination of two recipes.  I use Bobby Flay’s crust recipe and top it with inspiration from Giada De Laurentiis.

The crust is the perfect blend of crusty and chewy, and it comes out perfect every time.  I love the smell of yeast, as it’s rising.  I love peaking at it and seeing that it grew puffy and round.  I love kneading it and feeling its softness in my hands.

It’s easy to make and would be amazing topped with your favorite homemade or canned pizza sauce.  But when topped with fresh mozzarella, basil, garlic, and tomato slices?  Oh-mah-goodness!  I’m drooling just thinking about it.

I’d honestly prefer a slice of this pizza over takeout.  It’s that good.  Trust me, I wouldn’t lie to you.

It’s so fresh, and flavorful, and cheesy.  It’s basically pizza-perfection, if there is such a thing.

I mostly followed the recipes to a T, but I did change up a couple of things.  If you click on the links above, you can check out the chef’s original, amazing recipes.  But below, I’ve condensed them into one recipe (and included a couple of my own notes that made it a bit more home-cook friendly).

If you make it and are as obsessed with it as I am, leave me a comment to let me know!  And then leave comments on the chef’s recipe pages to show them love.  :)

Homemade Pizza with Fresh Tomatoes, Basil, and Mozzarella 


3 1/2 to 4 cups bread flour, plus more for rolling
1 teaspoon sugar
1 envelope instant dry yeast
2 teaspoons kosher salt
1 1/2 cups water, 110 degrees F
2 tablespoons olive oil, plus 2 teaspoons


1 tablespoon yellow cornmeal
6 teaspoons extra-virgin olive oil
Log fresh mozzarella (cut into round slices)
2 Roma tomatoes, cut crosswise into 1/4-inch-thick slices
1/4 cup grated Parmesan
Garlic powder
8 fresh basil leaves
1/2 teaspoon salt
Combine the bread flour, sugar, yeast and kosher salt in the bowl of a stand mixer and combine. While the mixer is running, add the water and 2 tablespoons of the oil and beat until the dough forms into a ball. If the dough is sticky, add additional flour, 1 tablespoon at a time, until the dough comes together in a solid ball. If the dough is too dry, add additional water, 1 tablespoon at a time. Scrape the dough onto a lightly floured surface and gently knead into a smooth, firm ball.
Grease a large bowl with the remaining 2 teaspoons olive oil, add the dough, cover the bowl with plastic wrap and put it in a warm area to let it double in size, about 1 hour. Turn the dough out onto a lightly floured surface and divide it into 2 equal pieces. Cover each with a clean kitchen towel or plastic wrap and let them rest for 10 minutes.

Position 1 oven rack in the center and the second rack on the bottom of the oven and preheat to 450 degrees F. Sprinkle the cornmeal over 2 rimless baking sheets. Roll out each piece of pizza dough into a 10 to 11-inch-diameter round. Transfer 1 dough to each prepared baking sheet.
Drizzle 2 teaspoons of oil over each pizza dough. Arrange the mozzarella over the pizza dough, dividing equaling and leaving a 1-inch border around each pizza. Arrange the tomato slices in a single layer over the cheese. Sprinkle with the Parmesan. Arrange basil leaves on top, drizzle with a little more olive oil and sprinkle garlic powder all over. Sprinkle with salt and pepper.  Bake the pizzas until the crusts are crisp and brown on the bottom and the cheese is melted on top, about 15 minutes. Drizzle 1 teaspoon of oil over each pizza. Sprinkle with basil for garnish and salt. Cut the pizza into wedges and serve immediately.




First Preggo Update (11 Weeks)


When you’re a parent, there is no such thing as ‘making it’.  There’s no reaching the point of “oh, so now we’ve got it all figured out”.  There’s always a new adventure (often also known as a ‘brand new challenge’) ahead.  You’ve got to roll with the punches a bit.  Learn as you go.  And you really, really have to learn to not put too much pressure on yourself.

Mommy guilt has been real and alive as of late, because my pregnancy symptoms have been pretty intense.  (More so than when I was pregnant with Brady…).  The nausea is 24/7 this time around; and I’m so exhausted that it hurts.

Honestly, if you run down the list of symptoms that come with pregnancy during the first trimester, I can check off basically every item.  On one hand, it’s a bit like Chinese torture at times.  On the other hand, it makes me feel pregnant, which gives me peace that things are going well so far.  So I think I’m almost relieved that I feel so sick.

But still, feeling so sick definitely has resulted in my little guy spending more time in front of the TV than I’d like.    ;)  I try to organize our days by making sure he gets some playtime outside, some exercise, and a learning activity in.  (On the best days, I get that done in the morning, because I tend to crash around 1pm.  And on the rough days, a short walk around the neighborhood totally counts as outside playtime, exercise, and a learning activity all rolled into one).

But once the early afternoon arrives, I’m just happy that Brady is clothed and fed.  And we cuddle on the couch together and spend the day with Curious George.  I’m learning that a mom has to do what a mom has to do…

One time, that even resulted in icecream for dinner while watching Curious George.  It wasn’t my proudest mommy moment, but Brady thought that was pretty amazing, let me tell you.

As for me, food doesn’t have it’s usual enjoyment these days.  The food aversions are insane!  I can’t eat any meat right now, and most veggies make me gag as well.  (I’ll literally gag if I just think about chicken)!  I’m basically living off of pizza, bread, cheese, pasta, fruit, and mashed potatoes.

Oh, and peanut butter cups.  I went from hating chocolate at the beginning of my pregnancy to needing peanut butter cups.  :)

I’ve found that dehydration makes the naseau worse, so I’ve been trying to drink plenty of fluids.  (Coconut water, in particular, is really helpful).  Also sour candies really do help, so sour patch kids are my best friends.  As are crackers and potato chips.

Basically I’m living off of an all-carb diet right now, and it just can’t be helped.  There will be time later on for filling up on broccoli and spinach.  For now, the first trimester is all about survival mode.

Thank goodness for prenatal vitamins to make up for the nutrients I’m not getting from my food.  

BUT all that to say, life is good.  When you’re a pregnant momma, you truly realize just how tough you are.  You pull from a strength that you didn’t know you had.  And although you feel as though you’re falling short, because you always want to do better; you really are mommy strong.  And that’s strong enough.

I’m so happy, because I know that we’re going to oh-so-soon be joined by a little one who will complete our family.  (My official due date is May 11th, and that will be here before we know it).  It really does make it ALL worth it.  :)  And for now, I’m doing my best to treasure these moments with just Brady, even if I do feel sick most days.

Yeahhh, life is GOOD!




Blog Post Fail


Writing a blog post about pregnancy life so far has taken me longer than I’ve actually been pregnant…

Not really.  But it sort of feels like it.  I’m sitting here staring at my laptop with as much commitment as that dog from Up.  

Image result for dog from squirrel

I’ll type out a sentence… then wander to the kitchen for a sip of water.  Eh, never mind, make it a glass of cranberry gingerale.  Hmmm, come to think of it, I kind of want a peanut butter sandwich.

Okay, what was I writing about again?

And then I decide to browse maternity clothes online (thanks to a tip from my best friend Liz) and confirm that there’s an awesome deal at Old Navy right now.  So naturally, I have to order a cardigan and a sweatshirt.  Which means, I need to grab my wallet… and while I’m up, I might as well grab a bowl of pudding.  (Hey, the baby wants what a baby wants).

And then I decide to watch a bit of TV, which turns into two episodes of The Big Bang Theory.  (Bernadette is pregnant, and I am totally feeling her pain).  Also, the hot tub scene from the current episode made me laugh until I cried, soooo it was totally worth it.  Laughter is the best medicine after all.

So here I am, two hours later, and I’ve so far just written about all the reasons why I haven’t written anything.  And now it’s bedtime…

Sooooo, here’s to better luck tomorrow night!  :)


How’s your night going??  🙂



Hopefully I’ll have pics in my blogs starting tomorrow.   I had misplaced my point-and-shoot camera, but finally found it…  So pics will be back ASAP!  :)  Also, I’ll have a pregnancy update blog coming up next.  Woo hoo!


I’d asked Brady to be patient for one minute too long.  He’d happily chatted his way through several stores, calling out “hello” to everyone we passed with great enthusiasm.  But that one last stop at Sears to check out snowsuits on sale pushed him over the edge.  Dr. Jekyll transformed into Mr. Hyde, and Brady let the entire mall know.

He wasn’t happy with his mama.

*Cue blood-curling screams*

I kept my cool, promising him a snack and a sippy cup filled with his favorite orange juice.  I spoke in soothing (slightly desperate) tones.   I managed to stay calm (for the post part) until he’d finally allowed me to place his writhing body back into his stroller.  But still, I know that by the end of the incident, I was red-faced, frazzled, and looking every bit the picture of a desperate, exhausted mom.

I stood up and nearly bumped into two young women (probably in their early twenties) who had approached me while I was buckling in my little guy.  They wore friendly, sincere smiles.  At the same time, their unbearably stylish makeup and outfits did make me very much aware that I hadn’t showered that morning.


The taller of the two stepped closer and brightly said, “Hi, I’d like to invite you to an encouraging Bible study at my church this week.  Will you join us?”

I just stood there a moment, mouth slightly agape, as they eagerly awaited my answer.

Oh my gosh, I look like a desperate housewife.  Or someone who is in desperate need of saving.  Or a desperate, homeless person who needs a reason for living.

The first thing that came to my mind in that split second afterward was to tell them that this was just a bad day.  I’m actually a good mom.  I don’t always have a screaming toddler…  Or always go out in public when I didn’t have the chance to shower…  Sometimes, I can look cute and put together too.  I have a great husband, a warm home, plenty of food, and a supportive family.

And, oh yeah, I have a church.  I’m a worship leader.  And a Sunday School teacher.  And a nursery worker.

I’m not the one who needs saving!

But then it hit me really quickly…

I DO need saving.  Every…single…day…  I wake up; and I say a prayer, asking for wisdom, strength, and sanity.  These days, I’m Googling “How to entertain a toddler while you’re feeling nauseous.”  And I’m battling major mommy guilt for the moments that I have to sit my little guy in front of the TV, because I’m painfully exhausted or vomiting.  But I somehow still have to manage a household, cook meals, work, and run errands.

I don’t have it all together.  I never have, but I especially don’t now that I’m pregnant AND raising a little human in this crazy world.  I wish I could give Brady all the answers and help him avoid all the mistakes.  And I wish I could sprinkle him with fairy dust that made him always listen obediently… while still leaving him with his spunky, independent personality.  And I wish I didn’t always wonder, “What in the world am I supposed to do right now?”

Yes, I do need saving.  I’m human.  I have rough moments and rough days.  I make mistakes.  Sometimes I walk around Sears looking like a woman who’s at the end of her rope.

But in that split second, after pushing down the desire to defend myself, I suddenly felt this surge of pride for these two girls.  Because let’s face it, it took guts for them to come up to a complete stranger like that.  And honestly, they did it in the most sincere, earnest way possible.  They were just a couple of cool friends who thought an exhausted woman in the store needed some encouragement.  They were inviting me to hang out at a Bible study with them, and their kindness almost made me want to say “yes”.  :)  I think that’s awesome!

So I replied something to the affect of, “Wow, thank you SO much for that!  I already have a church…  And I have Jesus!  But thank you for inviting me.  I know this took guts, and I think it’s awesome.”

We chatted a bit before parting ways, but I was left with the reminder that I do need help.  And that’s okay!  That’s why I need my faith.  And it’s also why we need each other.  We can’t make it through this crazy life on our own…

Maybe we all need to be a little braver and willing to reach out when we see someone else in need of a friend.  We’ve all been there.  But sometimes, we forget that we aren’t in this alone.  :)



The LOL Mommy Life


The mom life…  It’s a fast-paced ride, one that’ll buck you here and attempt to throw you there, leaving you with smudged makeup, disheveled clothes, and hair more appropriate for a zombie apocalypse movie.  But it’s all good, really, because your adorable kiddo’s are SO worth it.  Prayer can get you through any day.  And the gas station up the street sells an endless supply of chocolate, coffee, and Dt. Coke.

You’ve totally got this!


But then moments happen that leave you realizing that maybe you don’t exactly ‘got this’.  I mean, you’re surviving.  And everyone in your household is surviving (minus the potted plant you keep forgetting to water).  Still, you’re reminded that the mom life isn’t always a graceful one…  Sometimes, it’s hard.  And confusing.  And oftentimes – oh man, too many times – embarrassing.

I remember more seasoned moms telling me that – once I became a mom – I’d no longer have any shame or personal pride left.  I always took that to mean that the birthing and breast-feeding process would rip every ounce of modesty from my being.  I mean, after you’ve gone through that, everything else feels pretty tame.


But then I became the mom of a rambunctious toddler, and I realized that releasing your pride is just a part of the journey.  You have to learn to laugh at yourself.  Or else you’ll be forced to create a disguise and move to another part of the country.

Thankfully, I’m pretty good at laughing at myself…  ;)

Just the other day at the grocery store, I was waiting in line at the fish market, when Brady started to get fidgety and protested having to sit in the shopping cart.  I decided to make a game of asking him to touch and name the body parts he’s learned so far.  As he happily named his eyes, ears, nose, knee, toes, and hair, I felt this surge of pride.  Man, this was a mommy success story right here.  Even the people waiting around us looked impressed that the whining toddler was now suddenly giggling and grinning ear-to-ear.


But then he exclaimed, “Belly!”, reached out with both hands, and grabbed my breast.  The kid wasn’t letting go.  He was proudly looking up at me with a beaming face, both of his chubby hands holding on with a deathlike grip.  It was one of those time-stands-still moments, and I should have reacted as apposed to just stand there.  But I just stood there, realizing that we obviously needed another anatomy lesson ASAP.  And the people around me all awkwardly shifted their attention elsewhere.  (Well, all except the elderly man whose mouth gaped open so huge, I was afraid he might lose his dentures).

The shopping trip afterward wasn’t all that much more graceful.  Thanks to a nasty head cold, I had a horrible coughing fit in the middle of a crowded aisle.  One of those coughing fits that leave tears running down your face, because you’re pretty much gasping for air.  I desperately needed something to drink, and the only beverage I had access to in the soup aisle was Brady’s sippy cup.  Sooooo, yeah, I totally gulped from a sippy cup in the middle of a crowded supermarket.  I got some looks for that one, let me tell you.


And then there was the Walmart trip where – again – surrounded by people, Brady let out a very loud toot (thanks to a hearty lunch of baked beans).  He then followed that up with a very loud “AMEN!”  I burst into laughter.  Everyone else looked at me coldly as though I had disgraced the holy aisles of Halloween candy.  In a moment of ‘Nicole just got pushed over the edge’, I cheerfully told Brady, “Awww, I’m sorry, no one has a sense of humor today.”

Yeahhhh, I might have to create an alias for myself after that one.  I’m normally not one to be confrontational, but I was beyond agitated at how everyone was glaring at my happy little boy.  Relax people, am I right?!?

Maybe the moral of the story is that I should avoid shopping centers?  Maybe…  But then again, I think it’s just the mommy life sometimes.  There are just moments when being a mom is embarrassing.  So you’ve just got to laugh!  (Or buy that disguise quick while they’re on sale…).  ;)




Maine Trip – Part II


When Nate and I first booked our trip to Ogunquit, Maine, I decided to research what was playing at the Ogunquit Playhouse.  Nate and I are both really into theater, and I’d always wanted to see a play there.  Much to my excitement, Seven Brides for Seven Brothers had one last performance on the day we were going to be there!!  (If you’re a fan of musicals and haven’t seen this one, then you have to buy the movie.  It’s SO much fun with great songs and fantastic dancing).

I had high hopes for the theater version, and it did NOT disappoint!!  The acting, singing, dancing (oh my goodness, the dancing was so good), and the set were SO incredible.  The photo below, which I took off their website, shows the mountain scene a little bit…  It looked real!

Here are some clips from the actual play that were a part of their promotion video.  :)

The playhouse itself isn’t fancy on the inside (especially when compared to some of the Boston Opera Houses that Nate and I have visited).  But still, they sure know how to put on a show.  What an incredible experience!!  I definitely hope to go back and see another play in the future…

When the play was over, we checked into our hotel (The Gorges Grant Hotel), and then went to a sport’s bar for dinner.  (Eating at The New England House hadn’t been our list of things we planned to do, but my food aversions were coming back.  And this restaurant was one of the only places – without a wait – that served mashed potatoes and butternut squash, the only two things that sounded good.  HA!).

The restaurant was unbearably crowded and loud, but the mashed potatoes were oh-so-good.  Soooo, you know, this preggo woman was happy.  :)

Don’t laugh at us, but Nate and I were asleep by 9pm.  I know, I know, we’re a couple of rowdy party-goers.  Ha!  These days, I can’t stay up late, and Nate was tired from his first week of work.  So it was nice to go to sleep early, to sleep through the night, AND to be able to sleep late without a toddler waking us up.

I slept SO good!!!   Although not fancy, the hotel was ultra clean, the staff was really friendly, and the rooms felt new.  The decor and choice of colors were very cozy and New England inspired.  I loved it.

(Plus the hotel was only a mile and a half from the playhouse and downtown Ogunquit).  So I’d definitely stay there again.

After breakfast, we decided to explore the lovely shops of downtown Ogunquit.  I am obsessed with them and had forgotten how whimsical and fun they are.

Some of my favorites included the bakeries (obviously), a tea shop, an olive oil tasting room, a grocer, a candy store, and so many of the adorable gift shops that sell a little something for everyone.

When we’d had our fill of window-shopping, we explored the streets lined with adorable inns and slowly made our way to Perkin’s Cove (a walkway that follows the cliffs of the ocean).

Even in the cloudy, slightly misty weather, the coast was absolutely breathtaking.  I’m not sure that I’ve ever seen the waves so fierce, and it was beautiful to watch.  Throughout the whole trip, Nate had kept reminding me that Cape Cod is his favorite place.  But it was around then that he said, “Okay, actually, I really like Maine.”  Ha, ha.  I was glad that he realized just why I love it so much too.

I used to go to Maine annually, but hadn’t been for a couple of years.  It was so wonderful to be back.  And it was incredible to be there with my best friend.

Eight years.  I can’t believe that Nate and I just celebrated eight years together!  But I do know that life has been better, because he’s here for me to share it with.   And I can’t wait to see what comes next!


Maine Trip – Part I


Today, Nate and I will have been married 8 years.  Eight!  Like, that’s kind of a long time.  I remember being newlyweds and feeling that 10 years of marriage was so far away.  But here we are just two years away from that first milestone.

It’s a reminder that time really does fly, and that each day (each and every moment) should be cherished.  Even the long days, and the exhausted days, and the do-we-really-know-what-we’re-doing days.  They’re meant to be lived in the moment.  Because these will be the good ol’ days one day.  Really.  They will.

Eight years…  We rented our first apartment, adopted two cats, bought our first house, started new jobs, faced tragedy, and learned that we can get through anything with God on our side.  And now we’re the proud parents of an energetic, almost-two-year-old.

I think the toughest part of being a parent for both of us has been the realization that we can’t just take off and travel like we used to.  That used to be such a big part of our relationship.  We’re fortunate to have seen beautiful places like Hawaii, Las Vegas, the Caribbean, Florida, and Washington DC.  And we constantly remind ourselves that family vacations will be a very exciting part of our lives in a few years.  But right now, with a rambunctious toddler on our hands, day trips are just so much easier.

It’s a phase.  And we can choose to bemoan the fact that we can’t do certain things, or we can embrace the magical things that we can.  Now don’t get me wrong, we’re human.  We have our “what did we get ourselves into” moments, same as any other parent.  ;)  But more often than not, we really do cherish life with a toddler.

It’s incredible.  It’s like experiencing everything for the first time.  Rain droplets falling from the sky…  Icecream cones…  Colorful, fall leaves…  Sparkling Christmas lights…  Fuzzy kittens.

Everything is new and exciting.  And I definitely don’t want to miss out on today, because I’m so busy hoping for the next phase.

That being said, Nate and I were positively giddy this past weekend, when we were given the opportunity to go away for one night to celebrate out anniversary.  It was our first time going away, just the two of us, in two years; so it was very much due.  (We’re fortunate that Brady is so obsessed with my parents that leaving him with his Memere and Pepere was really quite easy.  We knew he’d be loved, well-cared for, and spoiled).

Nate and I decided to spend our time away in beautiful Ogunquit, Maine; and, on the drive down, we pulled into Kittery to enjoy Robert’s for lunch.  (Across the street, Bob’s Clam Hut sells the best take-out if you’re in the mood for an amazing lobster roll or fried seafood).  But Robert’s is my favorite seafood restaurant when I want a slightly nicer environment.  I’d never tried their fried seafood before, and – oh-my-goodness it was amazing!!!   The platter was a bit pricey, but we were able to split it.  And it was totally worth every penny, in my opinion.

Fried seafood perfection!

After lunch, we stopped by the Kittery outlets to do a bit of window shopping.  I wanted to check out the Motherhood Maternity outlet, and then we did a bit of Christmas shopping for Brady.

Shopping always makes us hungry, so our next stop was Congdon’s donuts, which I’d been told was absolutely amazing.  I’m actually not really into sweets these days, but I knew I had to try one anyway.  The donut was fresh and really delicious.

(Nate devoured his and wished he had purchased a second one for later).  ;)

Next stop?  My favorite part of the entire trip!!


Bits O’ This and That


It’s been so long since I blogged that I thought I should jump back in with a bit of a “this is what we’ve been up to” post.  🙂

1 .  I’ve dropped one of my teaching days, so now I only teach piano one day a week.  It’s a very full day (as I squeeze 13 students into that one day), but it has been working so well for me.  My mom watches Brady for the day… and then I’m done for the week and can focus on being a mom.  I’m so blessed to have this incredible opportunity!


2.  Nate has started training to drive a school bus, and he positively loves it!  (He pretty much talks about it all the time and is taking his newfound driving skills quite seriously).  He wasn’t allowed to work after the assault and has only now (4 years later) been cleared to work part-time.  I love seeing him so productive and happy!


3.  Fall has arrived to New England (even if the foliage isn’t all that great this year, thanks to the drought).  I’ve been obsessed with all things pumpkin, including this “you had me at pumpkin spice” tank top from Target.  I gave up caffeine for the pregnancy, so I haven’t had a PSL this year (and the food intolerances have made coffee sound less than appetizing anyway).  But thankfully, this tank is caffeine free!  ;)


4.  Is anyone else noticing that the pumpkin spice craze has maybe gone a bit too far though?  I mean, I love pumpkin!  But it’s kind of like seeing Christmas decorations at the store in October…  Too much is too much.  It’s everywhere!

Still, I’ll bet this pumpkin pasta sauce would be savory and delicious.  Kind of kicking myself for not buying it…  :)


5.  Speaking of food intolerances, for every five foods I can’t eat, I have a craving.  And my cravings are specific.  Like I needed fudge swirl icecream from Friendly’s two weeks ago.  (It had to be Friendly’s.  I hate it when you buy fudge swirl icecream, and what you end up with is vanilla icecream with one melted sprinkle in it.  Fudge swirl should have globs of fudge swirled through it, and Friendly’s just knows how to do that).

Then last week, I wanted burgers.  But not just any burger, I wanted a Whopper Jr from Burger King.  That faux-grilled burger topped with iceburg lettuce, mayo, ketchup, and stale white buns was what I needed.  Thankfully that craving lasted only for an afternoon!  I’m generally not a fast-food girl, but a preggo woman needs what a preggo woman needs.


6.  Brady is getting SO big.  He talks all day long; and although most of it is gibberish, it’s obvious that he’s going to be a chatter like his mama.  :)  He’s curious like his daddy though and has absolutely no fear.  He’s always experimenting, and climbing, and giving me mini heart attacks.  He also makes me and Nate so unbelievably happy, and we love him to death!


7.  I have a bunch of mommy stories, life updates, and preggo blogs to share in the upcoming future.  BUT are there any specific blogs that you want to see?  Or is there a question that you’d like me to answer in an upcoming Q&A post?  Let me know!!  :)

Happy (almost) Monday, my friends!!!

Just a ‘hello’


So let’s talk blogging…

love blogging.  From the creative writing, to the honest soul-searching, to the staying in touch with all of you, blogging has been an important part of my life for many years now.  🙂  I’m just realizing that this phase of my life gives me very little free time, and – more and more often – I’m finding myself unplugging during those moments that I do have to myself.

I’m finding that life is more fulfilling if you don’t spend it in front of a laptop, television, or phone.  It’s more real.  It’s more relaxed and refreshing.  So all that to say, I might not be blogging regularly, but I will be blogging.

I’ll be writing whenever the urge hits (and whenever I have something fun – or funny – to share).  Let’s face it, the mom life is never dull, and I always have a story to share.  ;)  AND fall fashion, food, and festivities are arriving, which always makes for pretty pictures.  But at the same time, I’ll be unplugging a lot too and making time to cuddle on the couch with a good book.

So thank you to all of you who have remained faithful, even if my posts aren’t daily like they used to be!  I’m still here.  :)