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:

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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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#shorthairdontcare

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!

xx

e

 

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.

xx

e

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?

xx

e

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.

photo courtesy of Yelp.com

photo courtesy of Yelp.com – click for link.

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.

Photo courtesy of Yelp.com - click for link

Photo courtesy of Yelp.com – click for link

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!

xx

e

 

TBT: Musical Memory Lane

Jumping on the Throw-Back-Thursday bandwagon and thinking about making it a regular thing. What do you think?

I took a little inspiration from Bridget of Tales of Me and the Husband on this one… she created a similar post last a couple weeks ago and I thought it was such a great idea. Because who out there doesn’t have a memory attached to 80% of the songs they hear/listen to? Exactly. So here we go:

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Where Are You Going by Dave Matthews Band… This was the first song on a cd my sister made for me when I moved to Florida (the first time)… to this day when I hear it, I get tears in my eyes! 

Born to Fly by Sara Evans… This was on Bridget’s list and I couldn’t not include it on mine, too. I listened to this album on repeat during basically EVERY single 3-hour road trip back and forth from college to home for 4 years. Four-thirty was probably my favorite song on that album. SO GOOD to sing at the top of your lungs! Heyy-eeeyyyeeeeeeeee…!!

Just for Now by Imogen Heap… I discovered Imogen shortly after the release of Garden State (um, favorite movie ever, I heart Zach Braff, etc.), and became instantly obsessed with her music and her voice. Upon googling the crap out of her (because that’s what I do), I discovered this INSANELY AWESOME VIDEO that changed the way I heard her music forever. I’ve made Tim watch this and we have both watched it probably 700 times since. Side note: this was also when I started blogging for reals and had a little blog on Typepad (can’t even remember what it was called), and spent evenings obsessing over another Typepad blog written by an Australian college student who was studying textiles and always making the cutest clothes for herself and dresses for her Blythe dolls… so weird, I know. Weird things fascinate me. I would pore over pretty pictures of dolls and listen to Imogen. Don’t judge me.

Wincing the Night Away by the Shins… For a brief portion of my career, I was a wedding planner, and spent a lot of my time in the car driving to appointments with vendors and clients all over South Florida from Jupiter to South Beach. This album – amazing from track 1 through track 11 – was in my cd player for months. Favorite song? Definitely Sea Legs… that beat, those lyrics - insanely good stuff.

Red Red Wine by UB40… I would like to share with the world that I was listening to UB40 long before my high school and college friends thought they were cool. Many a summer road trip to the Carolinas were spent listening to the UB40 cassette tapes (that’s right) of my (cool) parents after they were introduced to the band by my (also cool) uncle. Pretty sure if someone popped one of those babies in (to the nearest cassette player, of course), I’d still have every word down.

Just Breathe by Telepopmusik… This totally reminds me of living in our apartment in Jupiter. Winter nights, specifically, because I always remember playing the Telepopmusik Pandora station, burning fall-smelling candles, having the lights dimmed and all the windows open so the cool breeze could blow through while we sipped red wine and ate fancy cheese and olives. Um, whooaaa. Can we please go back to that now, because that sounds amazing. Sigh.

I can think of a million more but I’ll save those for a future TBT post when I can TBT to THIS post… whooaaaa, was your mind just blown? ;)

Have a great Thursday!

xx

e

Look UP.

Coming off a weekend filled with laughter and adventure with two of our best friends in Raleigh, NC, I’m a little worn out and don’t have much desire to spend a lot of time in front of the computer… it’s a beautiful, sunny day here, and I really feel like getting out need to get out to enjoy it.

I woke up this morning, immediately flicked through junk emails on my phone, and the first thoughts running through my head were crappy ones: I’m still tired. My back hurts. Tim’s already on a plane again. I have so much to do today. There is ZERO food in the house and I’m completely out of dog food, too.  And these new dressers aren’t going to put themselves together.

Then I stopped myself. What a horrible way to start the day. I put the phone down and closed my eyes. It’s going to be a beautiful day today – sunny and blue skies! There’s no food here, so I should treat myself to breakfast before hitting Trader Joe’s. Maybe by the beach. I need to get out and enjoy this day. I am so blessed – I have everything I need. Today is going to be a great day.

And it is.

On another note… this video has my wheels turning… Check it out.

Vive le Vendredi! [Let's Make a List!]

Taking a little list-y inspiration from A Pretty Penny today… curious as to how I’ve been filling my days? Ponder no longer, my friends.

 

Making : headway on my baby registry.  HA, yeah right. Twenty-three items does not a registry make.  Crap. Note to self… do that.

Cooking : way too much food for the amount of traveling Tim has been doing and non-eating I have been doing.  I need to step down my food-prep game or step up my eating-for-two game, stat.

Drinking : BOOZE. Just kidding, Mom.  Orange juice like it’s going out of style.  And water with lime or lemon or whatever citrus is within an arm’s length. GIVE ME ALL THE CITRUS.

ReadingMotivational Interviewing in Health Care. Heh, I am allll business, folks.  Aaaand when I’m not feeling so business-y, The Honest Life, by Jessica Alba. You know, so I can have a daily panic attack about phthalates and parabens and toxic off-gassing of new carpet or paint or baby toys… you know, normal stuff.

Wanting: a fancy diaper bag that is super functional but just looks like a cute purse… you know, in 6 months.  Any suggestions other than this one from Lily Jade?

Looking: forward to some upcoming travel to Ohio to visit the fam, weekends at the beach this summer, visitors planning their summer vacations to our new abode… and weddings galore on the horizon.  Oh, and that whole giving birth thing. Whoa.

Playing: The Pharcyde station on Pandora and reminiscing about our quick trip to SanFran last year. Oh, farm:table, give me your daily toast and cappuccino with house-made almond milk, and a cozy seat at your community table by the window on the reg and I would be a happy, happy camper. Sighhhh.

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I fantasize about this place… not even kidding.

Wasting: time organizing versus actually accomplishing anything. Man, I am so good at that. Have you even seen my calendar? It’s a beauty.

Wishing: everything house-related was done and we could just sip mint juleps on the back deck enjoying the breeze without having to work on house stuff every. waking. second.  HA! The homeowner’s daydream, am I right?

Enjoying: owning and putting to good use a real live grill for the first time ever! 
Can’t wait to re-do our deck and have patio parties!

Grill master, Erin, at your service! That's marinated butternut squash and romane... YUM!

Grill master, Erin, at your service! That’s marinated butternut squash and romaine… YUM!

Waiting: for a legit bump to appear on this belly as opposed to the post-too-much-Chipotle look I’m sporting at the moment.
 Oh yes, it’s attractive.

Missing: Jupiter. There, I said it. I do love Charleston, but I’m going through that little phase I go through every time we move somewhere new… the whole, I miss my people, I miss familiarity, I miss my restaurants and my beach and my Whole Foods and my yoga studios and having a [home] that is completely furnished and pretty and “us” and we can just invite people over for wine and cheese every weekend phase. Ha, wine and cheese, I sound so fancy, don’t I? But seriously, I still think back fondly on our little one-bedroom apartment there and how much we loved it. I know it will be only a matter of time before we start making those same kinds of memories here. I’m trying not to get too hung up on it so that I can move forward and enjoy making this new house a home, too.

Loving: that it’s starting to get hotter here… I’m looking forward to rewarding myself after a few days of non-stop studying this week with a day next week parked at the beach for an afternoon!

Wearing: lots of long & lean tanks from Target and lightweight cardigans.  On the search for some stretchy-waisted pants and maxi skirts ASAP.

Needing: to work out. So far I’m up to walking and yoga [almost] every day and I signed us up for a gym membership this week because summer is basically here and I need to get something resembling my guns back before donning any tanks sans cardigan! Don’t even talk to me about swimsuits.

Smelling: everything… magnified x1000. #pregnancyproblems

Wondering: how our pups are going to handle the new addition coming in October. It seems right now, they are soaking up every second of attention they can get (not that that’s anything new).

I fear Vinny is in for a rude awakening when the babe arrives...

I fear Vinny might be in for a rude awakening when the babe arrives…

Knowing: 
that I am a smidge behind on studies and my final exam weekend (June 6) is fast approaching. Time to get my rear in gear.

Thinking: 
about all of the things I want to do to the house/yard. Might be time to make a project list a la Young House Love.

Bookmarking: a bunch of new blogs… some real life humor mixed in with some fashion and some killer Primal recipes… check out a few of my new faves: Camp Patton, Sometimes Sweet, A Pretty PennyNeon Fresh, Happsters, Steph Eusebi, Pardon My French, Tales of Me and the Husband, From Pasta to Paleo, and The Primitive Palate to name just a few.

Opening: the fridge every 2-3 hours. Just kidding, I’m not there yet. I actually had to set an alarm on my phone to remind myself to eat because I was going too long between meals/eating and getting crazy famished to the point of feeling sick and or weak/dizzy. Now, I try to eat a lil’ sumpin’ every few hours to keep that growing babe happy!

Giggling: over Friday night Modern Family marathons on USA. I. Cannot. Get. Enough. Tim and I joke that he is Phil and I am Claire. See, you laugh, but you don’t realize how accurate the comparison actually is… and how it will be magnified x1000 when we have kids. It’s frightening. And also hilarious.

Feeling: like I have a bit more energy these days. Time to put it to good use! Now who feels like painting the nursery?! ;)

 

What are you up to these days?
xx

e

 

A Lesson in Non-Attachment: Confessions of a First Trimester Diet

Hi, my name is Erin, and I’m a first-trimester-crappy-food-aholic. 

[Hi, Erin.]

Time for a confession, friends! Maybe one you’ve been wondering about, sitting back and waiting for, and perhaps one any fellow moms-to-be will be relieved to hear. So here goes nothing:

I haven’t eaten like a nutritional therapist for three months.

I’ve eaten foods at which I would otherwise turn up my nose, foods I would never dream of putting in my grocery cart, foods I would NEVER in a million years recommend to any nutritional therapy client, foods I would – and did – feel guilty feeding myself, my husband, and my unborn child. *hangs head in shame* Oh, the drama.

I feel blessed and cursed with my bout of first-trimester morning sickness… blessed in that I know some friends who had experienced far worse than what I did, and cursed in that… well, let’s just say none of it is particularly pleasant. For three months – pretty solid, starting around week 5 – I woke up every day feeling hungover, and if and when I did get out of bed, that any sudden movement might throw my stomach into somersaults. The feeling lasted from the moment I woke up until I laid down at night. It was not pleasant.

As a result, I didn’t want to eat - anything. After a few days of even water making me feel nauseous, I caved and asked Tim to pick up some gingerale. Yep, high fructose corn syrup-laden gingerale, in all it’s carbonated, sugary glory. It tasted like nectar of the gods and though I was well aware that it was nothing I would normally put in my body, I took comfort in the temporary relief it brought.

After about a week of eating barely anything (aside from a few cardboard-y saltines, yep, those too), I felt nauseous but starving and panicked that I was doing the growing bean inside me a major disservice by depriving it of food all together. Now I know that that’s not exactly true, but at the time, and even now still, it’s anxiety-provoking to think that now I was responsible not only for my own nutrition but for another life as well! YIKES! NO PRESSURE!

The Pizza Incident

I should probably mention that, by the time I felt like I was ready to try eating, the entirety of my normal paleo diet suddenly seemed repulsive to me. Red meat? Forget it. ANY meat? Not a chance. Eggs? Don’t even say the word. Lettuce, vegetables, anything remotely healthy? No, just no. The only thing that sounded good to me was a salty, brothy bowl of packaged, msg-laden ramen noodles, a cheesy bowl of kraft dinner, or a plain, not-too-saucy slice of cheese pizza. I KNOW, people, I know. Shut it.

So when I confessed my guilty desires with Tim, he promptly ordered a pizza (come to think of it, he was probably all-too-eager, after basically fending for himself for any and all meals for an extended period of time). What happened when I took that first bite surprised me: instead of my stomach turning into a hot queasy mess, my entire body relaxed. It was as though I was finally giving it something it wanted – needed - and it was thanking me with complete and utter relief. I will never forget the feeling – it was so odd!

A Lesson in Non-Attachment

From that point on, I cut myself a little slack. I didn’t go completely crazy and give the excuse that I was eating for two or that, welp, this is all I can stomach, so I might as well eat ALL THE CARBS. No. I cut myself a little slack. I let go of the idea of perfection, because that’s all it is – an idea. I made a commitment to be non-attached to my previous lifestyle as a nutritional therapist, to be present and accept where I was at the present moment, and to understand that this, too, shall pass, that it was temporary. I wouldn’t feel this way forever. (Thank you, yoga.)

It’s hard to remember, especially when it does feel like it will be forever. But it was important to just take it day by day.

I am particularly grateful for my healthy diet and awareness of my body leading up to my pregnancy and that I have been able to maintain that awareness to a certain extent. What I noticed as time went on, as my appetite began to improve little by little but as I continued to allow myself to eat breads and grains and sugars, was that it was no longer just “first trimester” sickness I was experiencing. This is the part where some of you seasoned moms will roll your eyes or maybe even stop reading all together, because I’m going to tell you that the uncomfortable bloating, the fatigue, the lack of energy, the joint pain, the acne – all commonly considered normal, unavoidable pregnancy symptoms – that, I believe, those symptoms, for me, were diet-related. And I say this because, after a week of getting back to a 90% paleo diet, most of those symptoms have subsided for me. In the last week I have been less bloated, more energetic, my skin is clearing up, and I’m sleeping better (aside from the 37 times I have to get up to pee, of course).

I am beyond pleased to share that the 14-week mark has come and gone and that first phase of misery (and my stint with malnutrition) is over.  Here are some of the delicious, primal-friendly meals we enjoyed last week:

  • chicken sausage with roasted sweet potatoes, eggplant, and zucchini
  • roasted spaghetti squash with marinara sauce and homemade grass-fed beef Italian sausage
  • RIDICULOUSLY AWESOME grilled green chicken with sweet potatoes, roasted red peppers and portabello mushrooms
  • crock pot pork shoulder with tangy creamed swiss chard and caramelized onions
  • leftover shredded pork with red peppers, romaine lettuce and avocado over cilantro lime cauliflower “rice” (a la, Chipotle’s carnitas bowl – YUM!)
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Hooray! Meat and veggies are back on the menu!

What’s next?

Because of our (yes, our, Tim has been in this with me, obviously) compromised diet over the last three months, we both feel ready for a little detox. Before you get your panties in a twist, I should probably reconsider my choice of words. We’re not exactly doing the Master Cleanse over here, so relax. So what will our detox look like? Probably a few weeks of 80-90% primal blueprint, easing into a 21-day sugar detox to rid ourselves of the sugar cravings we’ve both been feeling (Trader Joe, if you tempt me with your dark chocolate peanut butter cups, I swear!). More on the 21DSD in a future post… stay tuned!

I know everyone has a different experience when it comes to morning sickness and pregnancy in general.  What was your first trimester like? Did you feel guilty about eating junk? How did you get back on track?

 

xx

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Vive le Vendredi! [Pinterest Edition]

Hallelujah! It’s Friday, and the weekend has already officially begun in our house, as Tim has a friend in from Ohio visiting for the weekend.  It’s a boys’ men’s golf weekend and these men mean business.

So while they’re off doing what they do (and until I learn how to play golf and go pro and play on the men’s tour and win the Masters and whoop both their behinds), I decided to have a little fun myself and test out a Pinterest project or two while I have the house to myself.  Who’s down for some green juice gummies and DIY art projects?

I figured it would be fun to share a few of the pins that caught my attention this past week…

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(see bottom of this post for photo credits)

To make:

Fruit and vegetable juice gummies.  One of the weirdest things I have been craving lately has been, of all things, fruit snacks.  You know, like the gummy, loaded with high fructose corn syrup, artificially flavored and colored, fruit snacks you used to eat as a kid?  Yep, those ones.  I compromised with a box of Annie’s Organics bunny-shaped fruit snacks (which don’t have any of that junk in them) but was UNpleasantly surprised to open the box I bought (for $5) to find a mere 5 teeny-weeny packages floating around inside with just a few fruit snacks in each package.  Serving size, schmerving size! I was ripped off! So I figured I’d make myself a bulk order of these babies… how good do beet + carrot + apple gummies sound? I like that combo in fresh juice form, hopefully it’ll be just as yummy as a gummy!  I’ll let you know. (FYI, there’s a bunch of different pins for these… like these adorable gummy bears and these little pumpkins – both made with silicone molds that make the finished product easy to pop right out.)

Whipped coco-cocoa body butter.  I’ve always been a fan of Vaseline brand cocoa butter, but as of late I’ve been paying more attention to what I’m putting on my skin, knowing our skin is our largest organ and whatever we put on it gets absorbed directly into our system.  With my current bottle nearly empty and stretch-marks looming on my horizon, I figured I would give this simple homemade recipe a try.

To paint:

This color, on the walls of my living room, dining room, and stairwell/upstairs hallway.  It’s called Rice Grain, and we’ve already purchased approximately 973 gallons of it to get the job done (I might be exaggerating). Now the question is, should we just hire someone to get it done, because really, we all know how much fun Tim and I had painting his office.  A LOT (…side eye).

This geometric pattern stencil.  It looks awesome on the original artist’s bathroom wall but I think that might be a bit much for my purposes.  I was thinking of using it on a canvas with some rusty orange paint for Tim’s office, which, as mentioned above, we spent this past week painting a really pretty grey (transforming it from it’s original neon banana yellow… yuck! Photos coming soon!).

To do:

This squat workout. Squats are one of the easiest exercises to do anywhere with no equipment required, and they’re also one of the best exercises for you (and for pregnant women, lucky for me!). This workout includes five variations on the basic squat to work different parts of your legs and tush, and works up to 200 squats if you do the workouts for an entire month… seems simple enough.

Obsess over this blog post every single day until my hair grows out of the pixie I’ve had for… six years! Okay, so this is something I already do on the reg, in addition to curating my own collection of pins for those awkward in-between stages. I’ve tried to do this grow-out thing at least a million times over the last six years but for some reason, I feel like this time, it’s really going to happen: I’m going to make it past mid-cheek. Right now I’m somewhere in-between her 3- and 6-month stages, and I’ve been trimming the back regularly to keep it the mullet in check. Maybe I can have something like this by October? (Um, but not blonde.)

That should keep me busy enough for now! What’s caught your eye this week on the interwebs? (Beside my glorious prose, of course?)

(winky face)

xx

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P.S. All right now, let’s give photo credit where credit is due:

http://www.diynatural.com

http://www.humblebeeandme.com

http://www.abeautifulmess.com

http://www.maybematilda.com

http://www.short-haircut.com

 

Big Changes on the Home Front

Are you even ready for this mamma-jamma of a post? I don’t know if you are. Buckle up, it’s a doozy, and it’s Monday morning, so if you haven’t had your coffee yet… maybe you should.  I have a few big announcements to share and I figured it best to just knock ‘em all out in one post.  Ready or not…

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Holy crap, we’re having a baby! That’s right, I’m a little over 13 weeks and out of the “danger zone” for the most part so I figured now would be a good time to officially share the news with family, friends, and the world. (For the record, most of our family knew this already, and we made the announcement on Facebook on Friday, but now all the distant cousins and what have you can be in on our little peach-sized secret). We are over the moon excited about it, though at times it still seems a little surreal… that is, it did until I was in a fitting room last week and had a moment checking out my profile in a suddenly tighter than usual tank top. Don’t worry, it was a happy moment – I was actually relieved to have something resembling a bump versus looking like I’ve been overdoing it at every single meal (which is how I’ve been feeling I look for the past three months!).  The first trimester has been rough, but not as bad as I’m sure some moms experience, so I count my blessings.  I’m finally starting to feel more like myself which means actually eating real food (more on this in a future post) and not having to take a nap every single day, which is MAJOR progress. Things like registering for gifts and setting up a nursery still seem like… “What? We have to do these things?” right now, so I’m hoping that feeling will fade and we can get busy getting ready. By the end of October, we should have our very own little pumpkin to enjoy! (Cheese, I know.)

i heart charleston

With this little (big) change on the horizon, and with our recent move to Charleston, SC, (i.e., new life phase, new city, turning a page, etc.) it felt fitting to get back to writing more regularly on the Diaries, to revamp a little (again), and to make this blog what I’ve always really wanted… which, I don’t think I ever had completely figured out. I’ve been poring over a lot of my favorite blogs lately to get some inspiration and trying to figure out what it is that makes me love them and keep coming back for more. The common denominator? Personality and real-life-ness (new word I just made up), often combined effortlessly with a little bit of niche expertise. There’s the DIY blog with humor that cracks me up left and right, gives me useful information on how to complete any number of household projects, and throws in a little bit of that real-life-ness (there it is again) with sweet photos of the authors’ newborn baby or posts cataloguing conversations with their three-year-old. Or the fashion blogger or foodie blogger or personal organizer blogger or life coach blogger or crafty-stay-at-home-mom blogger… all of whom provide valuable resources that I have actually pinned and used at one point or another and who also keep me completely hooked and entertained with personal stories about their lives, their families, their wins and their losses.  It’s something I’m striving towards.  I updated my “Meet Erin” page the other day to reflect this evolution of The Heyday Diaries… so when you’re ready, pop on over and have yourself a gander.

facebook breakup

And last but not least (are you still with me, I know this is a lot to take in)… I’m CONSIDERING quitting Facebook. That’s right, you heard me. Insert horror movie screams here. Here’s the deal, when I get on Facebook, it’s usually to actually look for something like an article I read or a link I wanted to send someone, or to find a “Page” in search for more info about a company or WHATEVER – the point is, I usually get on there with a purpose.  And then this madness ensues:
Oh look, a cute photo of someone’s baby, I have to comment/like/etc. [Click on baby photo] Oh look, so-and-so also commented, I haven’t seen her in forevvvver, I wonder what she’s up to? [Click on so-and-so's photo] Oh look, she posted a funny video, it’s only TWELVE minutes long, I should watch it immediately. [Watch video] Oh look, here’s a link here to another funny video… Four hours later, I’m still in my bathrobe with un-brushed teeth, it’s mid-afternoon, my hot tea is now cold and I have significantly less time to complete everything I wanted to complete in the day, to-do’s get pushed to the next day, and I feel like a worthless blob. Okay, maybe that’s a bit of an exaggeration, but we’ve all had those moments of self-control, or should I say, lack thereof, with Facebook and to be honest, that is really ONLY reason numero uno for our semi-breakup.  Equally important numero dos is that… well, Facebook just isn’t what it used to be.  Once upon a time, my newsfeed (or whatever it was originally called) was filled with photos of family and friends, and Facebook was a way to keep in touch with loved ones across the state, the country, and even the world.  It was a people-connector.  Now, I have to scroll through dozens of ads and links and articles and “sponsored posts” before getting a glimpse of a friend’s new baby or reading the exciting news that a cousin has just been accepted to grad school.  Sadly, it has just become a huge disappointment, an even HUGER (new word) waste of my time.  The only real reason I feel obligated to keep it for now is because, as obnoxious as it is, it’s still the primary photographic connection to family and friends across the miles.  I’m baby-stepping down from having a presence there (which, I suppose, I already was), and we’ll see how that goes for a while before I cut ties completely. I’ve started by removing the app from my phone and connecting my blog to post automatically to my Heyday “page”… which, is still there for now and will probably be there indefinitely, assuming that “social media is here to stay“, and blah blah, so you can find me there I suppose, but probably more often on other platforms, such as InstagramTumblr, Pinterest, and Twitter… all of which are more for fun anyway and much less time-consuming for me. Oh, and this blog. This is definitely here to stay, so I really, really hope those of you who stumbled upon this post via my Facebook breakup announcement on the actual ‘book will subscribe to receive posts via email if you care to keep up with the Frazees and possibly learn something about nutrition or yoga along the way.  OH, and also maybe we can share a few laughs while we’re at it. I promise I will do my best not to bore you to tears.

That’s all… for now. I think three huge announcements are enough for one post, non? ;)

Stay tuned.

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