Six things (of approximately one zillion) I’ve learned in just over 6 months of motherhood

With Mothers’ Day upon us, I thought now would be a good time to reflect on a few things I’ve learned as a new mama. Being a mother has opened my eyes to all of the things my own mom must have experienced in raising me (and probably still experiences)… the wakeful nights regardless of whether or not the baby is waking, the insane capacity for love with no bounds, the ever-present (and surely, often unnecessary) anxiety over not being able to keep her in a protective bubble, not to mention the constant pushing-down of fear that I’ve already screwed up my kid in less than a year of this mom gig. The list of things I need to thank my mom for grows daily. (Thanks, Mom! I love you!) Side note: Is anyone else dreading their little girl’s teenage years…?

This list is by no means all-encompassing, but it is a bit more personal, it’s kind of funny, and it is ABSOLUTELY ALL TRUE. New moms and seasoned moms alike, there’s bound to be something in here that you can identify with. Here’s what I think:

  1. How did I ever think I could live without coffee? Coffee and I broke up years ago when tea stole my heart. We had a brief fling when I was pregnant and summer mornings in SC involved strolling the beach on Isle of Palms with an iced coffee in hand, tanning my gloriously round belly and relishing in the fact that I didn’t have to “suck it in” while sporting a teeny bikini. Post-bump, I’ve tried them all: black tea, yerba mate, matcha… they’re all lovely in their own earthy way, but nothing quite gets my heart pumping in the morning like a good ol’ cuppa joe. These days, my emotional cup runneth over in so many unbelievable ways, but motherhood has carved a little (sometimes big) hole in my sanity that only a strong cup of coffee can fill. And what is this hole, you ask? Hm, that brings me to my next point…

2. Sleep really is underrated. No, really. Everything everyone says about sleep when you are pregnant is true. “Sleep now while you still can!” “Sleep when the baby sleeps!” “You’ll never have a good night’s sleep again for the next 18 years!” There were times when I wanted to punch those people when they uttered these seemingly stupid words, simply because I was sick of hearing them. Now, I just look back at my pre-baby self, tight-lipped, and I close my eyes, shake my head, and try not to cry. HA! BUT SERIOUSLY. On those glorious weekend mornings when Tim pops cheerfully out of bed to scoop Lennon off on an early morning stroll with the dogs, I gladly pretend to be dead for as long as humanly possible before one of many motherly duties require my being conscious. I truly look forward to the day when the first few hours of my morning do not consist of painfully blinking puffy eyes and attempting to entertain my child (or basically just making sure she doesn’t injure herself) until that first nap, at which point I most often choose sleep for myself, too, instead of getting a shower, doing laundry, dishes, paying bills, etc. Come on, moms, I know I’m not the only one in this groggy, wobbly, caffeinated boat. This morning, I was in the shower while Tim brushed his teeth and suddenly, I panicked out loud, “SHIT! WHAT DAY IS IT? MONDAY?!” Cue the well-deserved side-eye from my husband, because IT’S FRIDAY, PEOPLE. Not like it’s Tuesday and I thought it was Wednesday or Thursday and I thought it was Friday. I was a whole four days and a weekend off. Sigh. My brain hurts. More coffee, please.
3. Little victories deserve celebration. Little victories like remembering what day it is. Just kidding (or am I?). I am a girl who likes to get things done. My home screen is my to-do list. I garner immense satisfaction from crossing things off said to-do list. And let me tell you, pre-baby Erin? She got. Shit. Done. Pre-baby Erin laughed in the face of errands. Pre-baby Erin basically set up post-baby Erin for miserable failure with her insane expectation of what was actually realistic to accomplish in a single day, infant in tow. Enter the “ta-da” list. I have searched high and low for the original source of this idea, or at least, where I saw it first, which was on Instagram, but alas, I can’t seem to find it to be able to direct you there or to give proper credit. The idea is this: that instead of piling a million items onto my to-do list in hopes of accomplishing a mere few, and in effect, setting myself up for bitter failure, I take a few moments at the end of the day to acknowledge and celebrate everything I DID accomplish. Like that I washed, dried, folded, and put away a single load of laundry. Or that I remembered to take the chicken out of the freezer yesterday so that I could actually cook dinner and we didn’t have to order takeout for the third time this week. Or that I remembered to pick up the mail for the first time this month! Or that I finished bath time and bed time before 6:30pm and made it onto the balcony with a chilled glass of vino just in time to watch the sunset with Tim – YEAAH! HUGE victory! It may sound silly (and I realize now that, ha, I may sound like a huge loser who needs to GET IT TOGETHER), but I know I’m not alone here. As cliche as it sounds, we’ve got to give ourselves a break and enjoy the present moment, with our kids, our spouses, and our SELVES… And for God’s sake, treat ourselves to a cleaning lady every now and then, am I right? ;)

[For the record, this blog post is in and of itself, a major victory. It would be anyway, but the fact that I had written about 75% of it before casually hitting the “delete” button on my keyboard while my cursor was not clicked inside the text box, resulting in a complete annihilation of the entire post (because no, of course I didn’t save it as a draft, silly, why would I do that?)… that makes this finished post a huge victory. And in case you’re wondering, yes, I did cry actual tears when I realized the first post was beyond recovery, because I’m a mom, and that sacred 35 minutes of nap time spent sipping coffee on the balcony whilst typing up this piece of hilarity for you, and which could have been spent doing laundry or dishes or sleeping or paying bills or whatever… was all for naught. I have coffee to thank for my sob-fest only lasting one minute instead of the rest of the day. ;) Questions? Refer to number one.]

4. So-called “baby experts” write books because people will buy them, but the best resource is a mama’s own intuition… and the best support comes from other moms. Because I’m a little type A, I spent plenty of money on books, spent tons of time Googling articles that told me what to expect when I was expecting, how to get my baby to sleep/nap/get on a schedule, the pros and cons of co-sleeping or baby-wearing or crying-it-out. I even read a book in the final weeks of my pregnancy (I won’t even bother to share the title) which promised a predictable schedule and minimal night-waking for my exclusively breast-fed baby by the age of… wait for it… SIX WEEKS. Now, I am right there with the rest of you reading this when I throw my head back and laugh at the thought of that even being suggested to a naive, first-time mom, and part of me is even a little annoyed, dare I say, pissed, that books such as this one are even written, and then treated like the bible when it comes to figuring out those first early stages of motherhood. There are still times I resort to Google when I come up against a head-scratcher, but when I catch myself feeling upset or frustrated more often than I’m feeling joy and enjoyment in caring for my child, that’s when I know I need to step back and see my situation for what it is. Hello. I have a baby. She’s a tiny human who is just figuring out her world and I get to figure it out right alongside her. It’s not easy all the time but, holy crap is it amazing! It makes me sad to think of the time I spent berating myself for “doing something wrong” because a stupid book told me I should be doing it another way. Just tonight, Lennon fell asleep nursing (the horror!), and I rocked her for a while as she slept, just watching her tiny nose and mouth and feeling her little sighs against my skin. Bless her sweet little heart – I was in heaven. Weeks ago, a sleep trainer (along with countless resources that say the same) told me to never let the baby fall asleep nursing! Never rock her to sleep! You’ll create a sleep crutch!! You know what I say to that? Screw you. My baby is beautiful, she’s only going to be a baby for a short while, and who knows, she may be my only baby. I’m going to hold her and nurse her and rock her and stare at her as long as I damn well please, thank you very much.

As for support, understanding, empathy… no book will give you that the way another mom going through the same thing will. My saving grace on many a rough day has become an online community of mommy bloggers and instagrammers and my weekly (or more) fix of meeting up with other real-life mom-friends for coffee and yoga and general commiserating. Some of you are probably reading this and feeling that sense of camaraderie now as you scroll through my list… that “me too!” feeling, or that “thank God I’m not the only one!” feeling. Community is an absolute necessity as a mom and I will be the first to admit, I would be insane and miserable and completely lost without my fellow moms.

 5. My life goals have suddenly taken on much bigger meaning. All right, time to get a little deeper. Who is with me, here? You know what I mean. Everything I do is now preceded by a thought, however fleeting, of how this will affect my child. My thoughts of my own future, my goals, dreams, and aspirations, are now fueled by the desire to provide an amazing and adventure-filled life experience for my child and the desire to be something that she will someday not only be really proud of, but also inspired by. I walk a little taller, talk to more people, put myself out there, practice a little self-love… because I want to inspire her to do the same. I’m hyper-aware of my health, now more than ever, the food I choose to put into my body and my physical fitness… because I know what it’s like to lose a parent to illness at way too young an age, and I do NOT want her to have to experience that… plus, I want her to learn from me that taking charge of your health is not only empowering, but that it opens the door to a full and happy life. Plans to travel, to start a business, to spend the rest of my life DOING THINGS and not just talking about doing things… all of that seems infinitely more exciting knowing she will be a huge part of it.  

6. Taking care of my SELF is now more necessary than ever. It’s why I commit to that early morning yoga class every Saturday. It’s why nap time doesn’t always mean it’s time for me to do the dishes… but that maybe I’ll take a nap myself or spend that time sipping coffee and reading on the balcony. As women and mothers, it seems we are so hard-wired to spend our time taking care of everyone else that we often forget to take care of our selves. I, however, am acutely aware of how detrimental that whole “putting everyone else first” thing can be to a person… physically, mentally, and emotionally. There was a time when Lennon was a brand new baby, we were living in South Carolina, the closest family members several states away, and Tim was traveling a lot for work. I should’ve reached out for help, but I didn’t. There were days – weeks, sometimes – where I was the only parent caring for a new baby 24/7 with no breaks and no clue what I was doing and it almost broke me. I now know that I NEED time for myself to reboot. Time spent alone, allowing my mind to rest. Time spent moving my body and taking care of my health so that I can feel good. Time spent exploring and pursuing my passions. Time spent connecting with girlfriends, and connecting with my husband. Because if I don’t take care of myself first, what kind of broken, incomplete, resentful, and unhappy wife and mother would I be? And what sort of message would that send to my girl?

I knew being a mom would change me, but what I didn’t know is that it would change me in ways I never expected – that being a mom would make me want to be a better person simply because I’m no longer just stumbling through life trying to figure things out for myself… I have a gorgeous, tiny person who depends on me to survive, and who hopefully will look up to me and model her behavior after mine, which makes every single thing I DO meaningful. I mean… life just got REAL. There’s no way my pre-baby self could have even imagined how full and crazy and mind-blowing my life would feel now that she’s here. Life as her mom is amazing, dirty hair, coffee breath, and all. 

Happy Mothers’ Day, moms.



2014 – The Year in Review

I can’t believe we’re already nearly entirely through January. That once again it’s been months since my last post. That this month, tomorrow, actually, my baby (yep, had that baby!) will be a three-month-old and not a brand new baby. That 2014 is over. It went so fast, and yet, last January seems like eons ago when I stop to think that we were still living in Miami and so anxious to get out of there. Gosh, so much can change in a year.

Where do I even begin?

This year was the best and worst year of my life thus far. Tim and I have agreed that 2014 will be one of those years (the only year, in my opinion) that we will talk about for years to come. Remember 2014?

To keep it somewhat light, and to just touch gently on a few of the things that happened this year, I figured I’d borrow a prompt I read (and loved!) on becoming jolie – one she writes each year and which I hope to write from here on out each January as well. Enjoy…

1. What did you do in 2014 that you’d never done before?

  • Bought a house.
  • Did some real life homeowner landscaping – as in, used my brute strength (at 6 months pregnant) to uproot shrubs and transplant them, and spent countless summer mornings standing outside with the hose watering said landscaping to maintain it during some brutal summer South Carolina heat after working so hard to make it pretty in the first place.
  • Had a baby! This event will probably dominate this post, so I won’t go into too much detail on the first question, lest you start yawning.

2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?

  • I wrote a post last January with some goals I would have liked to accomplish… when I looked back at that post this afternoon I was immediately, uh, depressed? I hadn’t accomplished a single one! Like, not. A. One. What that says to me is 1) that I didn’t post them in a place where I would see them and be reminded of them so that I could actively work toward them or 2) that they weren’t really that important to me anyway. Also, I’m going easy on myself here because I did get pregnant which means that my goal of learning to climb and taking trips to the mountains probably wasn’t feasible anyway. And buying a house and moving across several states meant maybe that all-inclusive vacation would have to wait another year (or more).
  • This year, I’d like to let go a little. In just under three months of having a newborn baby, I’ve learned what a valuable lesson it is to be flexible and to not cling so tightly to perfection because, well, let’s face it, that is just not real life. Without getting too deep and philosophical, I think it’s my constant striving for perfection that has held me back from a lot… not trusting myself that I can do something because it won’t be perfect, etc. This year, I want to be more flexible. I want to give myself the chance to have experiences in which I’m allowed to be imperfect. I want to be okay with going with the flow and not being so OCD. I have some other goals that are a little more concrete, namely getting back into a more regular yoga and meditation practice, teaching yoga again, trying some new things like stand-up paddle racing, and finally getting my photos organized (um, maybe get a wedding album made four years later?).

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?

  • Well… EYE gave birth! And a lot of my friends and family did also. I feel like everyone I know got pregnant or gave birth this year, so, yes.

4. Did anyone close to you die?

  • My dad died this year. He was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer in August and died on November 7, just shy of three months later. I am devastated, heartbroken, and still mostly in shock. At some point, when I’m ready, I will write more about this because I believe it deserves so much more of my time and thought than to be documented in a bulleted list.

5. What countries did you visit?

  • I didn’t visit any, sadly. I’d like to change that soon… maybe next year though.

6. What would you like to have in 2015 that you lacked in 2014?

  • Patience. Ha!

7. What dates from 2014 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?

  • February 11 – That morning, I found out I was pregnant.
  • March 10 – the day before my mom’s birthday, when we told her she would be a grandma!
  • August 14 – I was opening a package from my parents, filled with treats for the baby, clothes, bath supplies, blankets, little baby socks… I got a phone call from my dad at that very moment. He was calling from the hospital to tell me that he had been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. It was like being hit by a car. Tim was out of town on business but changed his travel plans to fly into Charlotte and then drive three hours just to lie in bed with me that night and hold me while I cried.
  • October 22 – I gave birth to my perfect little baby girl, Lennon Mayla. For a day, a night, my world was calm and still and nothing else mattered except that I existed to love and protect her. A long-awaited light in the midst of the darkness.
  • November 7 – Dad passed away in hospice. It was Tim’s birthday.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?

  • Giving birth to my perfect little baby girl, au naturale. I would be lying if there wasn’t a point where Tim had to get in my face to tell me I didn’t need the drugs, and I’m so glad he did because I believe that alone was why it was smooth sailing. Maybe one day I will write her birth story. Birth is so damn amazing, seriously. I had no idea what I was in for.

9. What was your biggest failure?

  • I hate to spend too much time thinking about this, but I do have regrets about feeling sad or sorry for myself, feeling lonely, wanting things I didn’t have, being impatient and selfish, and not making any concerted effort to change.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?

  • I experienced a bout of first trimester nausea (for a solid 12 weeks) but never actually barfed, so I consider that a win. I went to the emergency room once when I thought I had deep vein thrombosis (NOPE, JUST PREGNANT), but I wasn’t really sick at all. I did get mastitis in the first week after Lennon was born, which suuuuucked. When I started to get it again a few weeks later (after only taking an antibiotic for two days because big pharma drugs = the devil, right?), I just drank a ton of water and bone broth and cured myself within 24 hours. NUTRITION FOR THE WIN, FELLAS!

11. What was the best thing you bought?

  • I just asked Tim this question… his answer? “The Boppy.” HA! I love that his answer is a baby item. When I reminded him that it was a shower gift, his second answer was, “The K’tan.” Also a baby item. Then suddenly, he said, “no, the motorcycle” as if to reclaim some sort of pre-dad coolness. Ha. I love him.
  • My answer, which he agreed with when I reminded him, is our giant sectional couch. We had been using a very chic down-filled couch a la West Elm that was perfect in our Miami loft, but in our 4 bedroom home, it was just way too small and uncomfortable for any kind of lounging. The giant, cushy, albeit slightly ugly, sectional couch is… pretty bomb. It wins.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?

  • Tim’s. Every day. He pulled me out of the depths countless times over the course of the year (this and every year).

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?

  • I can instantly think of an answer for this, but honestly, it’s not worth dwelling on or even just mentioning or rewarding with any credit in this post, or ever, anywhere.

14. Where did most of your money go?

  • Furnishing a 4-bedroom house after living in a no-bedroom loft. Couch, dining room set, bedroom set, office furniture, nursery furniture… dang, being a grown-up is ‘spensive!

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?

  • Having a babe!

16. What songs will always remind you of 2014?

  • Mayla, by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes. Not that it was particularly popular this year, but it was one we listened to time and time again, particularly during our visit to Ohio in the fall, and what we chose as Lennon’s middle name.

17. Did you make any new friendships?

  • Surely I must have made a new friend. Nope.

18. Did you go on vacation?

  • Nope.

19. What do you wish you had done (more and less) of?

  • Less pining, wanting, complaining.
  • More doing.

20. How did you spend the holidays?

  • Thanksgiving was new for us this year – instead of the usual trek to Ohio to take part in the annual Thankstravaganza with my side of the fam, we decided to stay put in South Carolina with our one month old baby (she’d had enough travel in her first month, we expected). Mom came to us and cooked up a Paleo feast (which was absolutely delicious and has me convinced I never need to stray from Paleo no matter what the occasion). It was quiet and peaceful and small and sweet. But so very different from Thanksgivings past.
  • We spent Christmas and New Years both snuggled up together, the three of us, in our cozy home in SC. We had she-crab soup on Christmas Eve, I made almond scones for breakfast on Christmas morning and we spent the last week of the year talking about the past, present, and future.

21.  What new food did you discover?

  • I can’t really say I discovered a new food, per se, but living in/close to Charleston, we were able to really experience what Southern food is all about. Collard greens, pimento cheese, fried green tomatoes… And every restaurant claiming to have award-winning mac ‘n’ cheese. Not the best options for Paleo foodies like us! A few of our fave restaurants? The Obstinate Daughter on Sullivan’s Island and The Mackintosh downtown Charleston. Oh, and Acme Lowcountry on Isle of Palms for brunch – they have the best eggs Benedict in town atop fried green tomatoes… The best! (.

22. What was your favorite TV program?

  • I’m not a big TV person, and neither is Tim, but one shared guilty pleasure of ours is Netflix. Last year we watched the entire series of Weeds which was awesome, and in 2014 we started really getting into Bones. I love Bones. It’s the perfect show… A little drama, a little gore, a little sex, a little suspense, a little humor… It’s got everything AND it makes you use your brain! I don’t see how anyone could not like it.

23.  What was one of your favorite experiences of the year?

  • Giving birth. Are you sensing a theme, here? I’m not sure what could top it. Spending the night in the hospital, sitting awake with Lennon in the middle of the night thinking, man, I am a-freakin’-MAZING. I just spent nine months growing a human and I just pushed her out of my body and now she’s sleeping in my arms. WHAT. That is so cool!
  • Also, as lonesome as I was, not knowing anyone in SC, I loved spending the summer getting up early, donning my bikini (giant baby belly and all) and heading to Sullivan’s Island with a beach chair and a book. I’d get an iced coffee at the little local coffee shop and park myself in the sand for a few hours every morning… It was so peaceful and quiet and so needed.

24. What was the best book you read?

  • I feel like such a loser that I don’t have a good answer for this. I read half a dozen baby books probably and now that I’m three months in to motherhood, I feel like I should throw them all out the window while driving on the highway. What a waste. I did start re-reading A Path With Heart, which really fills my cup. Hm, I should finish that…

25. What was your greatest musical discovery?

  • I listened to a lot of Lana Del Ray over the summer… While lying on the beach on those warm summer mornings.

26. What did you want and get?

  • A ticket out of Miami.
  • A girl!

27. What did you want and not get?

  • I definitely have no answer for this one.

28. What was your favorite film of this year?

  • I don’t know if it came out in 2014 but I saw it toward the end of the year and LOVED IT – Chef. Do yourself a favor and redbox/Netflix it asap.

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?

  • Is it bad that I don’t even remember? I had just been in Ohio for our baby showers… Man, I seriously do not remember. I think Tim was out of town. Sheesh, this year was such a blur.

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?

  • Honestly? If we had moved back to Jupiter instead of going to South Carolina. I feel like I would be a year ahead of where I am now. It’s like I’ve been in limbo ever since leaving Florida, just waiting to return so I could get my life back. So weird.

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2014?

  • Hm, considering I was pregnant for most of it (!), COMFORT was my top priority. Leggings, maxi skirts, loose tops or tanks and cardigans.

32. What kept you sane?

  • Tim. Duh.
  • My mornings at the beach. Duh.

33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?

  • Is this seriously a question? Gag. Pass.

34. What political issue stirred you the most?

  • See answer to #33.

35. Who did you miss?

  • My family when I found out about dad. My friends from Jupiter when we left Florida. My friends from Miami when they moved to North Carolina. My husband when he had to travel. My family at the holidays. My dad when he passed… And today, and forever.

36. Who was the best new person you met?

  • I met a gentleman on an airplane who had so much to say to me that was relevant and which I needed to hear – it was like he was sent from God. We hugged when the flight was over and I remember sitting at a wine bar in the Charlotte airport making notes on everything I could remember from our conversation. It was crazy.

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2014.

  • Take good care of your precious earthly body, because you only have one and it is so, so fragile.

38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.

  • Mayla long time
    May the sunshine
    Mayla, know I’m
    Tryin to see it through
    Our future to the new horizon

    Mayla long time
    May the sunshine
    Hold on we’re trying
    Our hands our bleeding through
    We’re building us a new horizon

    Mayla long time
    May the sunshine
    Mayla we’re trying
    Our hands are black and blue
    Our death says that we’re due, and falling

    And all I have to do to rise
    Is look into your eyes


Until tomorrow, friends.


On Blogging, or… Not Blogging

Okay, so do I ignore the fact that it’s been almost three months since my last post? Do I even need to start this post with an apology? I feel like in the past year, I’ve had at least half a dozen posts start with something along the lines of “sorry it’s been so long since my last post…” followed by a promise of more regular posts and lots of exciting future posts lined up, blah blah. But let’s be real: life happens. I’m a real person and I have flaws, not the least of which is my non-ability to adhere to a strict blogging schedule for your reading pleasure. Sorry! While I love blogging, sometimes it takes a backseat to the rest of my life… which sucks because I get so much pleasure out of writing and posting (regardless of the feedback, or lack thereof), that I really should make an effort to cultivate and nurture the habit.

Came across this post in my feed this morning (because I’m still somewhat of a regular reader, and always feel more inspired after filling my cup with a dose of Camp Patton or Swanky and Dapper or some other favorite)… from zenhabits: The Biggest Reasons You Haven’t Changed Your Habits.

Aka: Good morning, Erin, this post is for you.

Let’s take a moment, shall we? In fact, YOU take a moment – go read it, then come back, and we’ll discuss.

The first three reasons for failure listed in Leo’s post are the biggest for me, personally, and seem to be for people I work with regarding nutritional therapy, too.

1. Not changing your habit environment. This is a biggie. Set yourself up for success. For me (and for most people) it means, for example, if you know you’re watching your sugar intake, don’t buy the ice cream and pretend you’re just going to have a small spoonful of it every now and then. Why even have it in your house? If you’re cutting grains, don’t buy bread! Don’t torture yourself! Change your environment: clean out your fridge, your freezer, your cupboards, and only stock your kitchen with whole, nutrient-dense foods you won’t feel guilty about putting into your body.

2. Expecting comfort. Change is not comfortable. Change freaks people out. But you’ve got to understand that anything worth having – that goal that you want so badly to accomplish – takes some effort on your part and it’s not going to be easy. We all have aspects of our life we want to change, but the real challenge comes in taking the necessary steps to get there. We want to lose weight, exercise more, be stronger, be healthier, save money, go on trips, have hobbies, spend more time with friends, cook more, read more, write more, get more out of each day, live a full life. It takes a little planning and commitment on our part, and the action items themselves are not necessarily difficult… it’s just the getting started, the act of doing something differently than you are used to, changing your comfortable routine, that is the most uncomfortable part. You have to start somewhere.


3. Not starting small. I am notorious for biting off more than I can chew when it comes to setting goals or having a plan to develop a new habit. Especially when it comes to blogging. Haven’t blogged for months? That’s it! I’m going to blog every day for the next week. Monday, great. Tuesday, I have a topic, but it’s a little forced. Wednesday, crap, I have lost all zest for writing and this sounds like phony baloney garbage. Forget it, I’ll start up again when I feel inspired… *crickets*… three months later… I’M BACK AND I’M GOING TO BLOG EVERY DAY! *Insert side-eye emoticon here.* It’s just not realistic, nor is it sustainable. Habits take time to create and to grow… and to maintain! Attempting to climb Mount Everest or run a marathon on a whim without the proper training is just asking to be disappointed. I know better, and so do you.

That being said, I’m going to start small, today. Currently, my plate is full. I’m eight months pregnant; I own a house in one state and I’m currently (though temporarily) living out of a suitcase in another; I’m attempting to map out yet another move, to yet another state… and that’s just the tip of the iceberg. Oh, and did I mention I’m about to have a baby in four weeks? Possibly (hopefully) less? Yeah, there’s that. So there may be a few other things taking precedence over the Diaries. Still, I want to make time for it. Maybe if I don’t set the blogging bar so high in the first place, maybe if I set myself up for success by mapping out time each week, maybe if I get comfortable with being uncomfortable… maybe, just maybe, you’ll be graced with a little more of my wit and wisdom here on the Heyday Diaries. ;)

See you soon, but not too soon…




Vive le Vendredi: Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow… er… a Few Days Ago!

If you follow me on instagram you probably caught my photo and caption yesterday afternoon regarding my lack of ability to ever commit to growing out my short hair for more than a few months.  It went a little something like this:


I just couldn’t do it anymore. It usually gets to about the length it had gotten to, and something deep inside me starts feeling frumpy and completely non-attached to the process of growing it any longer. Here’s the series of events that led to the unfortunate and immediate demise of my grow-out:

  1. The weather started really heating up this past week.
  2. It started taking me longer and longer to do my hair, with more product and more blow-drying and way more gadgets than I am used to (actual brushes and flat-irons? the horror!)… and in the end I was only semi-satisfied with the final ‘do about 40% of the time.
  3. I started thinking about the amount of time it was taking me to get a decent-looking style and the fact that I am not going to have that kind of time to spend on my hair once October rolls around and I am kind of busy with something else (oh yeah, that baby thing). And then I started fantasizing about how it used to take me approximately 4 minutes to blow dry and style my super short hair, and it always looked good. Sighhhh.
  4. Instead of gazing longingly at pictures of Carey Mulligan or Emma Watson and their commitment to grow-out (my usual inspiration), I started looking at pictures of Halle Berry (pregnant, and hot with short hair, no less… if you follow me on Pinterest, you’d have noticed those pins!) and Charlize Theron and Natalie Portman (her pixie era). It was downhill from there.
  5. THEN, I admitted to Tim that I was considering giving up growing it and just cutting it off again… his response? DO IT. I’ve been hoping you would.” Well that was basically the final nail in the coffin! But in case I wasn’t convinced, he proceeded to dive into a monologue on all the reasons I should cut it off, which half-shocked me but mostly made me crack up. Something involving boxed wine and soap operas between play dates with the rest of the soccer moms that would all look just like me if I had the grown-out “mom hair”. HA! That guy, I tell ya. He is a keeper.

So upon cutting it (myself, in my bathroom, as per usual), I immediately felt like myself again! After multiple attempts at grow-out, I’m finally beginning to realize that maybe I’m just destined to be a short-haired gal for life. And I’m okay with that.

Oh, and in case you are new to the ‘Diaries and you don’t believe me that I’ve been through this before… let’s take a walk down memory lane, shall we? Just for fun!

Remember this? The beginnings of a short “bob” by my standards, when I was just starting to get used to a new phase of growth… circa October 2012.

Signature scrunch-face.

I cut short bangs, played around with headbands, and stood on my toilet for photos.

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Side note: never wore that dress again because I washed it once and the color all bled together. Good thing it was on sale at H&M which means it was something like -$4.

December meant holiday parties and a pro cut in an actual salon (that I promptly came home to “fix” myself).

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Don’t we look dapper?

Aaaand by January 2012, approximately four-to-five months into the grow-out, I started looking at old pictures of myself with short hair, making photo collages and taking a poll on Facebook to get opinions on whether I should grow it or cut it…

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And then a day later, this happened:

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And there you have it. I’m a hair-growth-commitment-phobe. Not really. I just reeeeeally like it short. Really. The end.

Have a great weekend and remember… some spotty posting over the next few weeks until I’m done with my final!




Is it Wednesday, Already?!

This morning I was checking out my teux-deux list (I was in a particularly crossy-offy mood) and realized that the top of my list said WEDNESDAY, MAY 21. 

Whoa! Where has this week gone? Time out – May 21?! Where has this MONTH gone?! I’m freakin’ out.

With a big fat functional (aka hands-on) exam right around the corner, you may be hearing less from me over the course of the next few weeks, but fear not. I have a few posts ready to go for your viewing pleasure, including some guest blogger action! That’s right! So get ready for that fanciness.

In the meantime, learn to love my little lists. ;)

Here are a few primal-friendly recipes that have popped up on my feed lately, which totally appealed to my pregnancy cravings and which I could not resist sharing.  Eat your heart out…

  1. Eat Clean, Feel Splendid’s Massaged Kale Salad with Grapefruit, Bacon, and Toasted Hazelnuts.  Say whaaaaat?? Kale salad aaand grapefruit?! GIVE ME ALL THE CITRUS!
  2. Chicago-Style Hot Dog Skewers inspired by a recipe from Primal Cravings (which we totally made this week, and after which I totally ordered the book to join my collection of primal-friendly cookbooks). Be warned… these babies are a leeeetle on the salty side… but so good!
  3. Clean Eating With a Dirty Mind’s Paleo Twix Bar Tarts. Shut your mouth right now… these look ridiculous.
  4. Avocado BLT Egg Salad from Stupid Easy Paleo. Yummmm.
  5. And with the days getting hotter, who could possibly resist this summertime favorite from Against All Grain: Dark Chocolate Fudge Pops! I’ve been craving chocolate ice cream (so weird for me), so I’m definitely going to make time for a batch of these babies in the near future.

Talk soon! Time to study!

This is me studying... and this is my study-buddy, doing what I would prefer to be doing. Jerk.

This is me studying… and this is my study-buddy, doing what I would prefer to be doing. Jerk.



Vive le Vendredi: 5 Faves

Let’s take a little break from nutrition school, shall we? It’s Friday which means, time for something a little lighter.

Here are five things I’ve been loving lately:

  1. Bija Body. Specifically, Bija Body teas and their Daily Body Serum. A friend of mine introduced me to this stuff (she’s actually one of the babes practicing yoga on a paddle board on the top of the Body Care page!)… her friend owns the company and every morning of our yoga teacher training, she was always drinking the Daily Beauty Tea, in her cute little loose leafe tea tumbler (they sell those too, and you bettabelieve I have one). The Daily Beauty Tea is spicy, herby and delicious, but what I’m into these days is the Baby Mama Tea, of which I happened to have a sample from my first order of tea a while back. It’s a little milder, comforting, and still the same herby goodness.
  2. The Target Cartwheel App. Okay, so my sister introduced this gem to me and I have to admit, I was not into it at first. Mainly because I was trying to use it in the middle of the store (neglecting to use their free wifi hotspot, duh) and after 15 minutes of attempting to upload and crashing and using up all my battery while standing in the duvet cover aisle, I decided saving a few pennies wasn’t worth it. But seriously. Let the mastah show ya how to get it done. (Movie reference anyone?) Upload your coupons at home on your computer and then just open your app at the store for the barcode. It is seriously awesome. However, it mayyyyy be resulting in more frequent trips to Target. Those sneaky Target masterminds. 
  3. My old lululemon No Limits tank. This was THEE FIRST tank I bought when I first started working at lululemon back in the day, and then suddenly Power Ys and Cool Racerbacks became my favorite and I never wore it again. Also, I had bought a size too big (before I knew what size I was), so the bra was a little loose and it just looked sloppy. Well let me tell you something. The girls are filling up that once-too-big bra quite nicely these days, and the extra room in the belly combined with a super soft and stretchy band around the hips is just what the preg-fashion doctor ordered. I am in love with it all over again and I MIGHT even wear it to the gym. JK, I will.
  4. The book, Put Your Heart In Your Mouth, by Natasha Campbell-McBride. Okay, crap I said I was taking a break from nutrition, but I lied. If you or anyone you know suffers from heart disease or has been told they are at risk for heart disease, and especially if you and that person still think a low-fat, high carbohydrate diet is healthy and will prevent heart disease… get your head out of your arse and read this book immediately. Sorry, not sorry. It’s SO informative and SO good and will get you all fired up. Or maybe just me.
  5. My new blue wall in Sherwin Williams, Drizzle. As in, fo shizzle, mah drizzle. This was such a quick, one-wall job that I was able to tackle it myself this week while Tim was traveling. I even did it while listening to a two-hour audio lecture on probiotics! Crap, I said break from nutrition, break from nutrition, Erin. Get it together. Whatever, I’m a nerd and I like it. ;)
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Complete with messy couch pillows and a blanket that WAS folded… thank you, Vinny.

What fun things have been on your favorites list recently?



Weekend FOODIE Recap… and What’s in Store This Week!

Gooood afternoon, fair people of the interweb! Can you even believe it’s already Monday again?! The weekend flew by, as usual.

This happened to be one of three weekends we’ve been able to enjoy alone as a couple since moving into our new house mid-March (hard to believe!). Between visitors and travel, we really needed a weekend of quality time to ourselves, and this weekend delivered.

Since Tim was out of town almost all of last week, we enjoyed a much needed date night (Whaaaat?! Remember those!?!!) at a new-to-us and sort-of-new-to-Sullivan’s-Island restaurant called The Obstinate Daughter. It. Was. Awesome. First of all, they had me at atmosphere – from the nautical rope light fixtures to raw wood, rustic-industrial accents with plush seating and perfectly out-of-place Steve Miller Band and other classic rock playing at a volume high enough to make patrons have to speak up to hear each other… it was pretty perfect.  Custom creative cocktails (in which I did not partake, but I did sip Tim’s) and a simple but SUPER TASTY menu loaded with local ingredients and foodie hot-items like ramps, sorghum, and farm fresh eggs (runny), made this local gem rocket to the top of my new favorite restaurants list. We had the Local Lettuce, Clammer Dave’s Baked Clams, and the Old Danger pizza (which rivals a favorite back home – the Sunnyside at Bar Cento in Cleveland – NOTHING will ever replace you, Sunnyside, but Old Danger was preeeetty good). Love, love, LOVED it. YUM.

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Side note: get a reservation – we lucked out somehow and snagged a table… they were supposedly booked up til 10pm when we arrived around 7:30. I secretly think the sweet sorority sister hostesses felt sorry for making the pregnant chick stand… umm, totally fine with using the bump to get seated faster.

Saturday we spent painting the nursery, transforming it from its old, dingy, yellow-orangey tan, to bright and breezy Sherwin Williams “Sprout”. I’m not totally done with the transformation, obviously (hellooo, I need a crib in that crib, a not-hideous light fixture [not pictured], and some stuff on the walls!), but here’s a sneak peek. In case you’re curious, find my inspiration for color scheme here.

Orangey-tan walls... gag.  Also, don't you love my cut-in? I forgot to take a "real" before pic.

Orangey-tan walls… gag. Also, don’t you love my cut-in? I forgot to take a “real” before pic.


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I love me a good side note: I’m transforming that chair into a rocker courtesy of a tutorial I found on Pinterest… and also, sorry for the sort of dark pic… that window was messing with me.

I had brined some pork chops for the grill that night (still haven’t perfected my pork chop technique, but they were pretty tasty), and served them up alongside an heirloom carrot and parsnip puree, and some lemony creamed chard (easily my new favorite side… I will share the recipe soon!). Tim was so impressed with my plating that he asked if I was going to take a picture, to which I replied, “I probably should” and then promptly dove in fork-first. Bad blogger.

Sunday, we tested out a new church which turned out to be a pleasant surprise aside from our initial reaction to the crowd requiring traffic direction, and followed up the service with brunch at our favorite dive-y spot on the beach, Acme Lowcountry Kitchen. They are super slow when it comes to putting out the food, but the fried green tomato eggs benedict (sans English muffin for me) is seriously worth the wait. I don’t know how, but their poached eggs are PER. FECT. Every. Time. I need to take lessons from the chef. And their fried green tomatoes are probably the best I’ve had since we’ve been in Charleston… and believe me, I’ve been trying them nearly everywhere.

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This week is going to be a good one. I’ve got some great posts in store for you, some inspired by re-visiting books on my bookshelf, some inspired by questions and suggestions of friends, and ALL of them inspired by my favorite thing ever: FOOD! Here’s a sneak peek at what’s in store:

  • Revisiting the Primal Blueprint – why I’m regrouping and and why you should consider giving it a shot, too.
  • What to Eat – how to look at your meals from a nutritional standpoint to make sure you’re getting what you need, along with some quick and easily customizable meal options.
  • The 21-Day Sugar Detox – we’ve been there before and you know I love it… let me share a few ways it might benefit you and how to set yourself up for success.

So pull up a laptop or a tablet, get comfy, and stay tuned for the good stuff!