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Insecurities

Hey friends!

So I have been feeling quite inspired lately…and wanting to chat about something serious. It’s been weighing on me for a hot minute.. Yeah, the title gave it away…All our insecurities! Those sneaky little things get under our skin (sometimes literally) and eat at us. For some, those mean little boogers can totally plague us!

Now if you know me, I am sure you can guess one of my biggest ones. And while I don’t like to talk about them, they still get at me and I may as well put it out there. And maybe someone else can benefit….

So Can we stop and chat for a minute-about something we ALL are a tad self conscious of? Yep. Our smiles. Whether you have the biggest, brightest, whitest teeth you have ever seen, or the not so perfect set of choppers, you will be a little timid about your smile at some point!

Think about it…”Hey, do I have anything in my teeth?” Is that a question you have thrown out a time or two? Or “Yeeesh it’s time for some white strips.” Maybe, “ugh my teeth feel so gross! I need something better!”

I have said all of these at some point, and let me tell you, my smile is what I am most self conscious of….It’s so hard to be ok with my crooked bottom teeth, and one tooth up top that sits back so far in my mouth! (Ok, now I have said it. You know my weakness. Please don’t exploit it.) But over time, I am trying to come to terms with my “different” teeth. Not saying that I wouldn’t take straight teefers in a SECOND, but this is my lot in life and I need to chill and embrace my uniqueness, right? At least that’s the plan. I need to raise kids who can love themselves for their unique qualities, imperfections and all….And to do that, I have to love myself..Right??

  • Along my little self love journey, I have found a couple of things that can enhance my crazy smile….and want to share with you!
    1. The right lipstick.

    Or any fun lipstick for that matter…Believe it or not, I feel like you don’t notice my teeth as much if you see more of my lips! (Distraction is beautiful yall.) And never underestimate the power of a good red lipstick. (Look for ones with blue undertones for the pearliest whites you ever did see!)

    2. Play up your eyes

    Yup. Make those lashes touch the sky. Wear a colored mascara. Slap on a funky eyeshadow. Whatever you gotta do boo boo. The eyes are the windows to the soul (or something like that). So let’s have your peers do some soul-searching and get lost in those blue/brown/green/hazel eyes…Not the broccoli stuck in your teeth.

    3. Find the right toothbrush.

    Yeah. Weird. SO what? But really, I have realized, this is crucial for embracing my smile. It took me a while, but I finally have one I believe in. As a momma of three (still so hard to believe) I am not going to lie, sometimes my morning brush session becomes more of an afternoon cleanup…Shameful I know. But I am so busy and forget!

    You know what helps me out? My fancy shmancy new toothbrush (Yup. Just put that goofy word on paper…Err…website. Whatevs.)

    But really y’all! It has made such a difference in my brushing routine….It has 5 different settings (1. Clean 2. Whiten. 3. Massage. 4. Gum care. 5. Sensitive) and each one is something you didn’t know you needed. Not kidding.

    Since I have started using my new electric brush, my teeth have felt cleaner than ever and my confidence has a happy little boost! I can’t wait til my next cleaning to show off…Pitiful I know..But hey- I am a mom of three. We take our thrills a little differently 3 kids in.

    It’s also so affordable-The individual package is the one that I received and it includes one Ultrasonic toothbrush, two replacement heads with tongue scrapers and one wireless charging dock. This package is just $119-a small price to pay for healthy teeth and the happiest smile around.

    Also, Smile Brilliant has been so gracious to give me a coupon code for all my internet fam..Click Here for the brush and you get 20% off with code Smittenwiththreeblog20 !!!! How awesome is that?

    *Love Giveaways?* Enter to win your own toothbrush Here! I am so excited to give one of these away!

    I only want to share the good stuff with you on my little corner of the internet, and this is one of my favorite products to date. I think about brushing my teeth all day. Like a freak. I know. But I am not kidding-it’s made such a difference in my daily routine!

    Oh one more thing—-I never want to stay and brush my teeth for 2 minutes-but this one is set up to pause every 30 seconds so you know to switch to another quadrant of your mouth. Seriously-how fancy can you get?? And I know I am getting my whole mouth as clean as possible-the perfect setup for sneaking some kisses from the hunk I live with. (Yeah, yeah get a room Brandi)

    Anyways…Invest in yourself. Invest in your mouth health. Boost some confidence. Do it. No joke. Now. Here.

    AND don’t forget the GIVEAWAY HERE!

    *Long winded sorry*

    4. Have some fun with your style.

    One of the things I have noticed along the way, is the perfect outfit can distract from all the little things that make you uncomfortable. Have fun with your style and whatever you wear-own it! I’m not gonna lie, I HATED almost everything I wore when I was pregnant with Callaway. But I still did my makeup, wore fun jewelry, and everyone always gave me the sweetest compliments. Moral of the story-I felt like poo but still looked slightly put together with a little bit of effort! (Believe me, VERY little effort. I was exhausted all the time.)

    Well yall, this momma has got to go feed a hungry Bebe now, so we can chat later, K? Love you all and let me know how you feel about these pointers!

    All the love dolls πŸ’‹

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    Fall Bucket List 2018

    It’s fall yall. All I gotta say is HALLELUJAH.

    I crave this time of year like I can’t explain. The crisp mornings get me. The leaves changing literally make my heart flutter. Tiny bonfires out back with my family are what dreams are made of.

    And let me tell you, every fall, I have some things I NEED to accomplish. I am my happiest when autumn hits and I LOVE that everyone thinks of me and my obsession with this season!

    This year, my fall bucket list is a little extensive, but I wanted to share! Ready?

    • Corn maze (hopefully at least twice!)
    • Little bonfires outside with my family
    • Wear alllllll the booties/boots
    • Bake pumpkin pies
    • Bake recipes from my new Jessie James Decker cookbook!
    • Decorate my front porch
    • Make leaf piles for the boys to jump in
    • Fun fall pictures
    • Celebrate my anniversary (gonna be super simple this year)
    • Football with my boys in the yard
    • Drinking all the coffee
    • Hot chocolate outside with my boo
    • Nature walk with my kids
    • Fall crafts
    • Go to the park a TON
    • See the leaves in the smokies

    Ok its a little extra, but I just love fall with my whole heart! Is anyone else with me? Let me know what you want to do in the comments!

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    Birth Story

    You guys! I have missed you-but sheesh! It’s hard to keep up with my blog, when I have a newbie on my hands. But YALL, let me just tell you, she is utter perfection. Sweet Callaway is keeping us on our toes, and is already 3 weeks now. (Ummm…someone PLEASE tell me how that happened so fast!)

    So while I have a minute in before dinner, I wanted to share a little bit about our birth story! ( I may throw in some details about my boys birth stories as well-it’s always fun to compare the differences, right?)

    Now technically my due date was September 8th, but Callaway came on August 27th via induction. This was my third time being induced for chronic hypertension in pregnancy. With both boys I had to be on blood pressure meds throughout my pregnancy. But this LO was good to me in the BP department.

    At week 37, the doctors decided induction was necessary as my blood pressure was starting to rise. I REALLY wanted to experience labor this time around, but better safe than sorry, so I said let’s do it. Preeclampsia is no joke! So we set the date for Aug 27th. That out me at 38 weeks 2 days pregnant. EEEK!!!!!

    I was told to be at the hospital at 5:30am and we arrived by 5:15. At 5:30 I was already dressed in my gown and getting started! That was new for us. With Cash, we got there at midnight and didn’t get into our room for like-2 hours! (Yeah they scheduled me to be induced at midnight. Weird.)

    So by 6am, we were getting hooked up to IV’s and all that jazz. This was the first part of a pretty rough day-it took 5 sticks to get my IV in. FIVE STICKS by 3 different people. Let me tell you, I am not funny about needles. I am not weird about getting blood drawn. It doesn’t phase me. But they were digging that needle around in my arm forever! I had a huge bruise from one of the sticks. NO fun. But hey, maybe an hour later, I had an IV ready to go! (Trying to make that sound way better than it was.)

    After being checked to see how far I dilated, I was still only at 2cm. How depressing. With Cash, by the time I got there I was 4 cm! WIth Ford I was at 2cm, and they used a Foley bulb on me. This was BY FAR the worst part of my labor with Ford! It hurt so bad it brought tears to my eyes! So if you aren’t familiar with this amazing (terrible) contraption, it’s a little balloon they stick up in your cervix to open it up. Then every little bit they come pull on it to get you to 4cm. It’s pure horror.

    So this time around, I told hubbs, that will be one thing I REFUSE TO GET. Cue the doctor. “Ok so I think the first thing we need to do is a Foley bulb.” Oh my gosh I instantly felt all emotional-Dale told her that was the only thing I didn’t want this go around. She proceeded to tell me that since I am on baby number 3, it wont’ be nearly as bad as my body knows what to do this go around! So I agreed (begrudgingly) and got it done. Ya know what? She was right. It was bad, but not nearly as horrible as it was the first go around. Either way-if you can avoid one of those things with your birth-do it.

    I also had one other huge issue that I don’t really want out there on the internet, but let me tell you, doctors had me sobbing and feeling super attacked. It was horrible and I was so happy to never see them again. Maybe if I don’t write it on here, I can forget about it all together. Ugh.

    So after all that craziness, we could move on with labor. The whole process took about 11 hours, start to finish. Ford’s took 19 hours, and Cash was 11 as well!

    I got an epidural which, again, was a nightmare! The guy was a resident and it HURT! He couldn’t find where to put it in, and I kept feeling pain in either side of my back. There was an actual anesthesiologist in the room who wouldn’t step in. She kept telling him ” Try this. Try this. Do that.” It took maybe an hour of trying to get it to work, (maybe more, again, I couldn’t keep up) and finally it kicked in! I could move my feet, but couldn’t feel contractions (which at this point were pretty strong.) I was feeling some crazy pressure in my rear after a couple hours, and that’s usually when it’s time to push! SO the last time I was checked, I was 5-6 cm dilated. When I told her I was having all the pressure, she checked again, and boom! 9.5 cm and I was ready to push! Oh all the feels hit me then. Time to meet my baby girl!

    So the nurse (who happened to be the sister-in-law to a friend of mine) gets ready for this baby to pop out, and the doc gets ready as well! All in all, pushing took 45 minutes. That’s no time, right? WRONG. It felt like HOURS. I couldn’t believe when they told me I pushed for less than an hour…NO way! I was laying there pushing all day (Ok dramatic, but really, I felt like it would never end.)

    As I was pushing, I kept feeling like I would pass out..Not good. But for some reason, at the end of every push, I was struggling. Either way, I made it through! At the end of our 45 grueling minutes, the nurse said “Give me one more good push!”……and I did. Then I hear “Oh ok wait. Hold on. Jamie, push the button and call the doctor!” Well, Callaway decided it was time to make her entrance, and that she wasn’t waiting on no big-shot-doc. Our sweet nurse was delivering this baby. Sure enough she came without another push! She was here! (and pretty much on her own in the end.)

    **Back up a minute** The first 20 minutes of pushing-NOTHING. NADA. No movement. No progress. Just me wearing myself out and feeling defeated. I felt pretty pitiful. Here I am with a huge mirror down below for everyone in the room to see EVERYTHING I’ve got-except my baby. Yeah-fabulous. But after the first 20 minutes passed, we started to kick things into gear, I figured out how to push the RIGHT WAY (OH YES…there is a right and wrong way. I think I hit every wrong way in those first 20 minutes.) But man was it worth the wait and pain. She was perfect. Seriously. SO PERFECT.

    She handed her to me, and her eyes instantly opened! We were so surprised and overjoyed with our sweet and tiny little bundle! She also started rooting around right off the bat, and man did she not STOP. This baby is an eater. She hasn’t stopped since.

    My boys had a really rough time breastfeeding-they were plastic babies from the start! They loved the bottle and never went back…Callaway is a definite boob baby though….and I am kind of adoring being able to feed my baby! At some point, we may start bottle feeding a bit, but for now, she is stuck on the boob and were rolling with it!

    Ok….That’s the short-ish version of our birth story with sweet Callaway! Now….Ready for some super adorable squishy baby pictures???? Prepare yourself. They are kinda phenomenal.

    Can we just stop right here. Soak up that newbie goodness, will ya?

    Tell me she isn’t the cutest???

    These black and white pics are Giving me LIFE. Seriously….You need to get a photographer to come to the hospital for some fresh 48 pics. It’s the greatest!

    Such proud aunties!

    This big brother was so in love from the start..It’s amazing!

    Gosh…these happy family members sure do make me smile… Can’t you see how smitten they are?

    This is one of my family favorites!

    Ummm…How cute?? Daddy is looking at Momma..A moment I am so happy was captured!

    We even managed to get some pics with Daddy in them! (If you knew the hubbs, you would know this is HUGE!)

    So there it is yall. Our little piece of newbie heaven—and I am OVERLY THANKFUL to have Jaira to be there to capture this important part of our life! Our very last baby. Our very first girl. Our completed family.

    And you need to go visit her Website for some amazing photography deals here in Knoxville. She is so talented and definitely one of my favorite photographers to date. Prices are unreal. She doesn’t make you feel awkward…..actually she helps you feel so confident! She will pose you, giggle with you, and show you shots along the way. Go book with her now! JairaJohnson.com

    Ok babes. Thanks for following along and I can’t wait to hear your thoughts on the blog post-make sure to comment-then go see my Instagram for some more baby fun! @smittenwiththree_blog

    All the love dolls πŸ’‹

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    Staying Hydrated in Pregnancy

    Let me just tell you, I was ON IT when pregnant with my boys.

    With Ford, I drank 10-12 glasses of water a day….and it was never enough! At 31 weeks pregnant with him, I had to be taken to the ER for severe dehydration….The doctor told me my baby was taking everything from me-and my body was suffering! After 2 IV bolus’s (Is that what they are called? If not, feel free to laugh at me) I felt like a new woman! So he sent me out, and told me to drink more water….Well 12 glasses a day was already putting me on the toilet every half hour or so, and working at a credit union at the time, (the bathroom was at the very back, and walking back there KILLED ME! Thanks swollen ankles.) It just wasn’t good. All the girls there were so sweet to me and never said a word about my frequent potty visits…but I hated it! But I did my best to drink more, and thankfully, never ended up in the ER again!

    With Cash, water was my friend and I drank it up! I never once had a problem! But this pregnancy, yall, I have STRUGGLED. Drinking water the first 3 months was miserable and I couldn’t make myself drink it. Lately, I can stomach it, but I am not nearly as diligent as I was with my boys… I know. I’m terrible. Really. I do.

    But if you are a fellow preggo, please know dehydration is so unsafe for you and your baby! Now your body will first thing, take care of your baby, thank goodness. But that leaves Mama NOT at her best, and it just isn’t doable when you have 2 other babies, or a husband, or anyone who needs you!

    So while I have struggled so terrible in the beginning, I have finally found a drink that doesn’t make me feel guilty (the sweet tea was out of control) and it’s super hydrating for me and baby!

    Insert *BODY ARMOR*. YALL. I’m obsessed. I drink this stuff nonstop. And yes, I am still drinking water throughout the day, but this is my saving grace right now.

    Have you all tried it? My uncle swears by it for his workouts. My sister drinks them religiously (working night shift is a pistol) and everywhere I go I see people with one in their hand! There has got to be something good about it!

    There are less sugars than other sports drinks, it has coconut water in it (que the extra hydration) electrolytes, vitamins, and NO caffeine!

    If you are worried about the calories, there are a few lighter versions and they taste sooooo good!

    And let me include, when I am dehydrated, the first place to show it is my lips. When I am being good about drinking these, my lips are smooth and my skin is plump! It makes such a difference when I am being naughty about drinking my water. (Please don’t judge. It’s just so hard this time around!)

    I know this is so random, but I really wanted to share how I am staying hydrated this time. I wish I had these the first time around..It could have saved me a mini heart attack and an ER visit!! (I gave you the short version. It was traumatic yall.) And maybe, just maybe, this will help some of you all along the way! (Really that is all I hope from my blog-maybe I am being helpful to someone and that keeps me going!)

    And really, they are good for anyone to drink..Not just the mama’s to be. (Obviously my uncle isn’t expecting.) So if you haven’t tried them, I promise, they are AMAZING and deserve you trying one soon! If you are close, come to my house and I’m happy to share one of mine with you:)

    **Oh I forgot to share my favorite flavors!!! My top two favs are cherry berry and orange mango! That’s a start-and then try them all one by one from there!**

    Ok yall, off to work…but in the meantime, go grab you one, and report back !

    I’m out, but don’t forget,

    All the love dolls πŸ’‹

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    Elkmont Exchange

    Knoxville-your mouth is about to get hit with some serious flavor…And not going to lie- little old K-town is getting hit with so many breweries lately, it’s hard to know where to turn. Well, let me guide you in the right direction-take a turn into the Elkmont parking lot, and let them take over.

    Really, before you even hit the parking lot, Elkmont’s building design is going to rope you in……We were all so curious what was going in there when it was being built-the architecture is phenomenal! (Prepare yourselves, PHENOMENAL is probably going to be my word of choice throughout my post when talking about EE.)

    Ok where to start?? Hmmm….Maybe appetizers? I’m thinking so…..

    We started with an awesome charcuterie board..and the cheese yall…..I could have devoured all the cheese myself, but chose to share with my table mates (Hope you all appreciated that. This preggo can get RAVENOUS.) But seriously, try it out. If meat and cheese is your thing, start here and move around the gameboard bite by bite (rrrr….I mean…menu. But really. Bite by bite by bite.)

    Next up…Boudin Balls (Ok the name isn’t something I was familiar with, but the taste I could totally relate to.) They are sausage balls made of ground pork, jasmine rice, and vegetables..then rolled in breadcrumbs and fried. Hello yum! The dipping sauce is beer based, so if you are here for the beer experience, you may as well start with your app.

    Our next appetizer–WINGSSS….Yall, this girl loves her some wings, and these were just different enough to reel me in…They have a slight Asian flair as they are cooked in soy sauce, and then you get hit with a little kick. Perfect for those of us who like it slightly spicy….Here is what they look like Notice the pic below-no shame in my game. Finger licking.

    Ok, possibly my favorite bit of the night….Was the Shrimp and Grits. And I do NOT LIKE GRITS. Should I repeat that?? Nah you got it….But when I say, this meal was one of my favorite dinners of all time, I kid you not. The grits are cheesy and not gritty in the least bit….Just smooth and the flavor hits hard. In the sauce on top, is catfish! You would never know it though–You almost would assume its tomatoes in the sauce! I can’t explain in words–all I have to say is, order this when you visit. You won’t be disappointed.

    And while we have a second, let’s talk about beer. I, obviously, at the moment, can’t drink it. But every person there seemed to find one they loved! My bestie was with me, and she isn’t a beer drinker, but she even found one she really loved! It’s made with butternut squash and was so smooth (according to her and the other drinkers around me.)

    Another cool thing? We got an abbreviated brew tour from Knox Brew Tours and it was so interesting! Even though I couldn’t drink, just learning about the process was fun…. And it helped that our tour guide clearly loved his job. To see someone enthusiastic about their job makes you love it too…..Even if you are just a pregnant spectator. Check them out for a Knoxville tour with your buds soon!

    And while we are one drinks, I really wanted something fun but wasn’t sure what to get. The bartender was kind enough to whip up a concoction for me (and even made me another before he walked out. Literally-he wasn’t even clocked in.) This drink was so yummy and everyone around me wanted one! Wish I could tell you what it was, but I don’t think he even knew. Yeah- those are the good bartenders–the ones that whip something out of nothing and then can recreate it later. So tell him your pregnant friend came, he made a drink for her, and you want it now too.

    So even though my eyebrows disappeared, ( see above) my drink was pretty and tasted great. Go nab one.

    And this was hard to put in 2nd place, so let’s tie it for first, shall we? The blondie. Who doesn’t love a blondie? Well, believe me when I say there isn’t one better than this one. I was sad I had to share in all honesty. (Don’t judge.)

    It’s made by the local Flour Head Bakery, and topped with butter pecan ice cream from the Phoenix Pharmacy. Now once again, butter pecan ice cream wouldn’t have been my immediate choice-but this was amazing! And if you haven’t been to the Phoenix, do yourself a favor and go this weekend. Even the nostalgia in it is intoxicating-not to mention how creamy the ice cream is. *Swoon*

    So have any of you been to Elkmont Exchange? If not, NOW is the time. Food is phenomenal, beer is great (so I heard) and the environment is the perfect place to enjoy some quality time with friends and family. Hit em’ up.

    * I also wanted to thank Yelp for having me! If it wasn’t for this event, I wouldn’t have made some awesome new friends, and found a new favorite to take my oldies!

    Here are a few more pics for the road, and a huge thanks to Hayley at Sharper Photography for the amazing photos!

    Go visit ASAP and of course,

    All the love dolls πŸ’‹

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    When it rains it pours

    Not gonna lie, this isn’t the blog post I wanted to share today. But feeling like I need an outlet, I came to you friends on the blog!

    Just hopping right in, Ford has been really sick for the past 3 days and we can’t figure out what it is. Cash had a fever on Wednesday, and by Thursday evening it was gone! Well, come Friday morning, we had another sickie on our hands, and his has been 100 times worse.

    So Friday was his ONE AND ONLY field trip of the year. We have been looking forward to this day since he started Kindergarten! It was a day at the zoo, and I got to be a chaperone! We were so beyond excited, just for him to wake up feeling a little off on Friday. “Mom, are you going to make me stay home?” Is the response I got when I asked if he wasn’t feeling well. That totally broke my heart, so I let him go to school. Well, I met him at the zoo and gathered up my troop for our fun day!

    Not too long into the trip, I could tell he was REALLY off. I felt his head and realized the poor child has a fever. It’s not good. He won’t smile. He hasn’t laughed. Did’t point out one animal. Wouldn’t eat. Not good. So I gave him a dose of Motrin and hoped he could last the 2 more hours. Nope not even close.

    This kid is ACTIVE ya’ll. He loves to run and play and be outside, and when he told me he couldn’t walk anymore I knew it was bad. So we happened to run into his teacher not long after, and she let us know we could go home. I felt awful! I was the chaperone for the trip and had to leave…Thank goodness another Mom came and took over for me. So we made our way out and the poor child was so so sad. Which made me sad. And then began the tears. ( I’ll leave it to the imagination as to who was crying.)

    So we came home and the rest of the day was miserable. I assumed by Saturday afternoon he would be back to normal like baby bro, but that wasn’t the case. (It seems like everything Ford gets is so much worse than Cash!) So late last night, he asked for a drink -I handed it to him and he could barely hold the cup up! So we went to the ER thinking the FLU was our diagnosis. Nope-it’s just something viral that somehow mimics the flu. No strep. No pneumonia. (Which-whew! Relief! But now they can’t offer him a medication to improve.) So we came home, he slept a couple hours then woke up throwing up. Sheesh.

    So all we can do is give him Tylenol and liquids and do our best to keep him comfortable! We have tried baths, essential oils, cold washrags on his head, vinegar soaked socks (that lasted all of 5 minutes) and plenty of cuddles.

    We finished washing all of the pukey things, and as soon as I started another load-the washer broke. Trying to look on the bright side here…at least we washed the puke-nastiness! So now we have a washer full of water and wet clothes, a sick kid, and a tired mommy. This is the life ya’ll.

    Not to mention today is Monster Jam day! I went to Chick Fil A with my dad last week to try and win tickets for my boys…and somehow we won!!!!! But since he is sick, Ford is stuck at home with baby bro parties at Monster Jam with the grandparents. That makes 2 events in 3 days he missed on account of fever. (And it is killing me that he can’t go and enjoy. He loves it so much! )

    This year has just been so awful for sickness for this kid–he has been sent home for fever more times than I can count, and most of them have been on the REALLY fun days at school. And let me tell you, no child deserves those fun days more than he does! (Ok overboard Mom moment, but really, he is phenomenal.) He works so hard, never has to be reprimanded and is always respectful….(All things I have been told by the staff at his school.) He deserves all the fun days. Low and behold, he has been sick almost every time. It’s not fair! It’s time for a break yall.

    Thank goodness we leave for Florida in just over a month, and let me say, it is NEEDED. I am craving the heat and ocean! And I am craving a good time with my family–who is with me?

    So I guess I just needed a way to vent and hope you all will send him all the well wishes and that tomorrow is a better day. Hoping your weekend is going well and I’ll have a more upbeat post soon! Thanks for letting me vent friends!

    And as always,

    All the love dolls πŸ’‹

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    Newest Local Obsession

    Hey Ladiesssssss!!!!! (And gents of course) It’s Friday!!!!!!!

    Gosh, have you ever had one of those realllly good days? I mean–reallly good days. They just start off right and keep getting better? Today was one of those days for me–and it started with the most simple text message, of all things. From the Hubbs of course πŸ™‚ And it wasn’t anything sappy. Just a message telling me to look at the moon. Now where some wouldn’t think that is the most amazing message to get, I couldn’t help but smile knowing that my tall man saw something so gorgeous and thought of me. *Swoon*. Step 1 to my good day.

    Step 2? Well, for my job, I work for a Non-profit Foundation here in beautiful Knoxville, TN. I am so K-town obsessed, it might be ridiculous. *When I say I never want to move-I mean-my butt needs to stay planted here forever. Everyone’s happiness depends on it.) But if you haven’t been, I’m TELLING you-come see us! ( and make sure to hit me up!) At any rate, I attended a meeting with some other like minded organizations and had such a wonderful discussion. It’s truly something amazing to sit and listen to people speak about something they are genuinely passionate about. And when you are talking with those people-you know it. Their passion is contagious. Even just an hour with some of Knoxville’s finest this morning had me on a high and I can’t wait for more meet-ups like that! Now all that being said, step 3 was my happiest moment of the day.

    Step 3. We are going to call Step 3 “Ali.” Ok, really, her name was Ali and I fell head over heels in love with this girl from moment 1. I stopped into our local Juice Bar to have a quick meet up with Ali, to find her chatting with someone who was next headed to Nashville (Ali’s hometown!) I had never met Ali before and INSTANTLY knew she was who I was looking for. ( I’m telling you, I am pulled to people with this type of friendly energy.) This cute little lady then started chatting with me about where she is from, and how on every trip she wants to try the local places to get the “feel of the city.” Let me tell you, she picked the right place coming into Juice Bar ( and she knew it too.) Before she left, she was already on the internet giving the JB a great review on the internet. Still swooning over her cuteness and sweet heart.

    Ok back to The Juice Bar. I found out that their first store was in Brentwood, TN and the owners are some of the coolest people out there. ( They are 100% on my list of people to meet.) Maybe I can share their backstory in the future! But know that I am so in love with all things local, and Juice Bar is as local as it comes. And just because they didn’t start here in Knoxville doesn’t mean FOR A SECOND they aren’t’ a local company. On the contrary. It’s the people who work in there who give it the local flair. It’s the fact that if they see you are having a bad day, they may give you a free shot. It’s knowing they want to get to know you on a personal level. Those are the things that give the local feel in my book. And on the corner of Market Square in Downtown Knoxville, it poses the easiest location to grab a quick and healthy lunch. And so so yummy! Score

    Want to know my fav drink? Let’s call it my newest obsession. My newest obsession is the “Green Smoothie.” It has alllll the goodness in it your body needs and tastes like heaven. I always associate smoothies with the beach so if you hear me say “it reminds me of the beach” or “it reminds me of the ocean,” you know its a good thing. So if you haven’t tried it, make sure to order the “Green Smoothie” next time you hit any of the juice bar locations–thank goodness there are 3 locations that can satisfy your every smoothie desire . Turkey Creek, Bearden, and of course, Market Square!

    Check out my drink

    I barely remembered to snap a pic before I finished this–it was phenomenal!

    Another item I tried was the Dragon Fruit smoothie Bowl….and YALL. With the strawberries and bananas mixed in, it was the beach. In a bowl. Remember how I feel about the beach?? Mmm Hmmmm…

    And this pic for good measure….These lemons were beautiful! And I love how in some of the juice shots, I could taste the lemon. It wasn’t overpowering but just enough that they made their presence known.

    I wish I could remember which flavors these were, (Pictured below) but what I can tell you , is they DID NOT have celery or beets. While those are some serious powerhouses, they aren’t for the faint of heart. So if you are feeling brave and needing a little health boost. Ask for beets. Ask for celery. They will know which to give you. But if you are like me and need them a tad sweeter, reach for the orange and green juice. (So sorry beautiful juices. I can’t remember your names. So rude, I know.)

    Check these out. I made my way home with one, and its already cleaned and ready to be my new water bottle of choice. ( I have “cup babies” and I am way too happy to add this one to my collection.)

    Overall, this day yall, has been top notch. Now I am home, ready to cuddle my little guy and play some Uno! Then after that, is Momma time (AKA-a bath/shower/foot soak) Anybody else doing things like this on your Friday night?

    So overall yall, these juices can improve your health, your mood, your whole body. So try to include them in your diet! And maybe try to meet up with Ali, she defintely has that affect on you too. I left on a high -50% Ali / 50% juice.

    Have you all been to my newest fav? How do you feel about juicing and smoothie bowls? Have you hopped on board yet? Let me know!

    All the love dollsπŸ’‹

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    Alllllll about the pregnancy

    You guys! I am so excited for this blog post- it’s what everyone has been asking me- and I promised a blog post soon! To be honest, growing this little human has totally knocked me OUT! It’s such a different pregnancy that what my other 2 have been, and I want to tell you friends all about it!

    My stomach has been a mess–like nauseous NONSTOP. And headaches are on the menu as well. It’s fab. Not really. But let me say, with my other 2 boys, I had NO SICKNESS. I was happy. No nausea. No puke. No cravings. Now this time, I crave ALL THE FOOD. And I am so moody it’s unreal. Sorry world. Really, so sorry. (I’m in week 11 now and the nausea *I think* is gone! Thank goodness!)

    So–lets rewind a bit…Say…..mid-January? We were headed to Ohio for the Cav’s game–remember? This was the first week I started to feel nauseous…I just wasn’t right-and I knew it! The couple weeks even before that, these boobs of mine-ya’ll. They KILLED me. All day, every day-HURT. So needless to say, I had a darn good feeling I was preggo-but still, I obviously didn’t want to let on that my gut feeling was right.

    So we went to Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner, and I felt TERRIBLE after I ate…My bestie with me said ” OH geez-every time we eat at a Buffalo Wild Wings, you end up pregnant!” I laughed-because I felt it..but still couldn’t say… ** Our first pregnancy, I was out to eat with a group of friends, felt the weird urge to throw up, ran to the bathroom, puked, felt great, ran back to sit down. “That was odd..I just threw up…But I feel great now!” Oh then the comments came…”You are so pregnant. You are totally pregnant! Etc…” Sure enough…Preggo. (Also, the only time I remember puking with Ford!) So you ladies looking to make a baby-try BWW. Seems to work for me. Heehehe

    Anyways, back to this baby. I kept it hid that I wasn’t feeling that great our whole ohio trip. I even took a test before we left (which at this point, I would have been past 6 weeks) that turned out negative so here is where I start to think I’m crazy. But oh well, life goes on.

    So January 16th, we were all 4 camped out in the living room, pillows on the floor, tents made out of sheets, and watching Megamind for the 800th time. Before we get into the movie, we decide we’re going to all tell fun bedtime stories… So at some point, it’s my turn. I start out “Once upon a time, there was a princess, and she found out she was going to have a baby….” Dale turns to me so fast and whispers, “Are you serious??!” I just laughed and said ” No, no. It’s just the story. I took a test.” Well the stories continued and the night went on. We all fell asleep in the living room and as the night went on, we all made our ways back to our rooms. (Couch pillow are not that comfy but one fun memory was made for us that night.)

    Well the next day, we put the boys to bed, and I just knew at this point I was pregnant. I had to take another test! So I took it, and within a minute, it showed. PREGNANT. I was in utter shock and totally prepared for that at the same time. Although I think the shocked feeling won over. I walked into the living room and started to tell Dale, “So once upon a time there was a princess…(slowly now) ……and she found out she was going to have a baby…” and handed him the test. Now his face—was pure SHOCK. “Are you sure? Are you kidding? Take another.” This always makes me laugh- every single pregnancy this is Dale’s go-to remark. “Take another.” So I immediately ran to the bathroom and took another. (Yes I can pee on command every. Single. Time.) Sure enough. PREGNANT.

    We wanted to be excited. This was something we had talked about for a while now! Especially Dale! (((Lately, every night, dale had been rubbing my belly saying “That’s because my little baby is in there. That’s because we are going to have another little Bebe.” This is way before we even knew! This man-he knows all. Even though this was the running joke, I think he knew too. Deep down, he knows me way better than I know myself.)))) He has been talking baby girl for probably 2 years now… But this timing. Wow. We had JUST put our deposits down on a cruise to celebrate our 10 year anniversary. And I kid you not, were taking probably 30+people with us. They all had put their money down. How were we going to tell everyone? I was slightly devastated. And let me tell you, that is hard for me to admit. We love newbies! How could I find out I’m pregnant and not be ecstatic? It was so hard to get past telling everyone at first. We thought we would be hated!

    After a bit, and Dale seriously acting as my therapist ( I’m talking, holding me on the couch, in the fetal position, and letting me cry and him telling me it’s going to be a great thing.) Which of course I knew, but I was so worried about everyone else’s opinion it got in the way of my happiness! After I realized that this was crazy talk, I slowly started to get excited and couldn’t wait to tell my family…Starting with our boys!

    We waited until the night before we told our family, because Little Cashy boy CANNOT keep a secret. We pretty much threatened him with all his toys he would receive that weekend if he told a soul. ( Yall this is the way to go! This kid was a VAULT. All I can think is “Huh uh..I’m a vault baby, LOCKED DOWN.” Extra points if you can name that movie.) At any rate, we went to our room and shut the door ( don’t laugh, I am a weirdo) and told them we had something very important to tell them. We then showed them a couple pacifiers and asked them who would use those…And went on to explain that there was a tiny baby in Mommy’s belly! My goodness they were so excited- Cutest thing ever! But again, they had to keep the secret until we told everyone!

    We never have gotten to do a big reveal, because I am so dang impatient, I can’t wait 2 days to tell people! This time I FORCED myself to wait..and let me tell you that was ROUGH. We are so close to our family and seeing them almost every day made it a difficult secret to keep on local-down. I almost let it slip so many times!

    Ok, So technically we found out we were pregnant on January 17th. We told everyone on Feb 2..Here is how it went!

    For 3 years now, my family has done a cabin on my grandparents anniversary and we all pick a name of someone to buy a gift for. This year I got my Granny. Yay! This ended up being so perfect for our reveal! So it finally came time for her to open her gift, and one gift had written on it “Open Last”. After all the other gifts, she got to this one, and inside it, was this! (We open gifts one at a time so we can all see what everyone got!)

    (Please excuse the TERRIBLE pics. I just snapped them on my phone in the awful nighttime lighting.)

    As she opened it, the whole family caught on. “I knew it! I knew it! She’s pregnant? Are you pregnant? Is this a joke? Oh my gosh you ARE pregnant!” FYI the “Is this a joke” comment is totally valid. We like to prank our family into thinking everyone is pregnant. But I promise, I would never do this to my 80+year old granny y’all. She is too presh!

    So after all the happy tears and excitement cooled, we got to explain it all to everyone and then Dale immediately called his family. They happened to all be together as well, so that worked out nicely! (Kind of sad I didnt’ get to tell one certain person myself, but ya know, life goes on.)

    So there it is yall! Our little story for the third baby! We are so excited and it’s so fun to hear our little guys tell people about he baby in Mommy’s belly. They want a girl 100%…So we are trying to let them know it could be a boy. Well they refuse to accept that so here in about 5 more weeks, our life could get interesting..

    Now, I am on to start looking for Maternity clothes and needing to start stocking up on diapers! Life is getting crazier by the minute, and I’m kind of in love 😍.

    Any thoughts? Questions? Let me know! And of course,

    All the love dolls πŸ’‹

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    TGIF

    Thank the lord it’s FRIDAY!

    OH. Wait. I’m a mom. And have sick kids. Sooooo….

    Yea. Not too much to celebrate here. But, I am so grateful we only have Bronchitis+ear infection+sinus infections here. It could be worse…My Mom has Strep throat, and my grandfather has the flu. Granny had bronchitis all last week-this family has been hit hard!

    Remember that last post where I was so ambitious and was going to do allllll the fun things over Winter Break? You guessed it-those plans fell out the window. Hit hard. And rolled into the high grass next to the road to never be seen again. Let me just say, I have HIGH HOPES for next week..Guess what were doing?

    Were heading to Cleveland for a Cavs game!

    My heart just skipped a little thinking about it….We went last year and it was genuinely one of the most fun nights of my life. It was also the coldest night I ever remember! The wind was so cold it BURNED. It felt like my skin was being cut through my jeans–my poor thighs were ICE. I felt like those people trying to hike Everest. You are frozen but it doesn’t matter. You are on a mission and you DEAL.

    We were some of the only few crazies who were walking around #TheLand before the game to soak in all the Cleveland vibes….and man did we get them. It was Christmas Day so everything was closed of course, except for a couple restaurants but we soaked in every breath of that cold air. Adored every piece of architecture. And cried tears that almost froze from giddy laughter! I am ready for another night like that. Honestly, I think I deserve it.

    We have had sickness floating through this house for weeks…Technically months. Ford has been sent home a ridiculous amount of times for a fever. How does that happen? Who just gets a fever every week? I tried to talk the school into keeping him y’all. ( Don’t judge me. I need him to save all the excused absences I can.)

    He gets 10 excused absences FOR THE YEAR. We literally have already used 8. That makes me so sick! I hated to miss school as a kid…and vowed my kid wouldn’t miss school unless we were doing something really awesome: like going to a Cavs game. Hehehe.

    At any rate, the reason behind the post: THIS COLD WEATHER. I can’t remember a time where Knoxville has been so cold for so long! And you will laugh, because we have only been in the teens and twenties, but it feels so cold! Where all of my family is in Ohio, the windchill has put it at -14 DEGREES. Holy cannoli that is rough. Either way, us Knoxvillian’s must all be sissy’s because we can’t handle it. All I have wanted to do is wear the warmest clothes I have and snuggle on the couch with coffee and my favorite blanket.

    Anybody with me? I know of so many Mom’s who are soaking up the time at home (because leaving the house is TOO MUCH WORK) and to leave might just threaten your cheeks with frostbite. I feel so badly for all of our friends who have to work outside in this mess. And think of all the ones who are stuck in FEET of snow. ( Ok I am actually kind of jealous of those people-I have never seen snow of the sort!) Either way guys, please stay safe this winter. It’s a mess!

    Next order of business: I want to show some of my favorite people my FAVORITE snuggle blanket of all time. You can’t buy it at a store. You can’t order it online. It’s one of a kind. And I MADE IT. Me!

    I am so proud of this thing. It was my first big quilt..and dolls, it is BIG. I made it big enough to fit on our bed buuuuttt…..it’s crooked. Like-really crooked. ( I had no idea what I was doing BTW.) And i was devastated at first. On top of it looking all jankety, I saw every. Single. Flaw.

    But now, I have come to love this thing so much. When family and friends come, it’s the first blanket they reach for. People visit for the first time and ask where I bought it. (Now that one makes me feel great.) I love to be able to tell them I made it years ago when I first got a sewing machine of my own (and it has turned into a staple in our house.)

    It took months to finish and I had no idea what I was doing–and I had to piece it together, triangle by triangle .Then attach batting to the middle. I also had to piece together a quilt of some ugly sort to the back because it was so huge there isn’t fabric at Joann’s big enough to cover it. Again-HUGE.

    Either way, I don’t have too many THINGS that mean too much to me. I am actually a compulsive trasher/donator. I went through my drawers today and got rid of all the socks/undies I don’t wear. Baby SISSSSTER!!!!!! Get ready for a huge bag of knee socks! (The undies got thrown away. No worries yall.)

    But this blanket y’all , it’s now a piece of me. Maybe even tradition if you will. It may be our newest ‘horse blanket.” I don’t expect you to know that that is, but I will happily explain:) My Mom’s grandmother made a blanket and we inherited it. It was covered in horses of different colors and tattered to pieces. As kids, we all used it and never thought a thing of it-til it was gone. I would kill to have that blanket back now. The sentimental value is irreplaceable even years after it has been gone.

    I am hoping one of these days, this blanket of mine will be my kid’s “horse blanket.” The blanket that is used nonstop. The one people ask about when they come to visit for the first time. The one that means the most to them as time goes on.

    Don’t ask my why I have become so attached to this large piece of fabric. It’s just smaller pieces of fabric sewn together. Nothing fancy. Even still, I am not realizing how important blankets are in this house. I made Ford a blanket when he was 6 months old. He immediately loved it and I was thrilled! He quickly became attached, and got to the point that he wanted a specific corner near his face to fall asleep-weird, I know. We couldn’t even tell the difference between the corners, but he could! So as we put him in bed, we would rub each corner on his cheek until he gave us the OK that this was THE corner. When he got to the point where he could talk, he would tell us he wanted his “corner”. Not even his blanket. He had to have the “corner.” Crazy I know-but totally true.

    Looking at that blanket now, you know exactly which corner it is. Because it been sewn back together countless times. Because it’s tattered. It’s falling apart. But he still sleeps with it every night: religiously.

    We have only had one instance where we left it at a restaurant in Florida. We noticed it about 20 minutes out and immediately ran back for it. Whew! That was a close one. I can’t imagine how that trip would have gone if we lost that blanket. Not good ya’ll. Not good.

    Dale’s Momma knit him a blanket with a huge OSU “O” in the middle and he loves it. It the sweetest! It just goes to show how much we love our blankets around here! We each have one here that we love, and I hope it always stays that way forever-that there is something we each cherish.

    Ok yall-the blanket rant over. Promise.

    Is there any particular THING you have that you cherish like we do? Any items that have been handed down for generations that you love? Or maybe something you have that you want handed down? Let me know! I love knowing your stories!

    All the love dolls πŸ’‹

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    Ectopic Pregnancy -My experience

    *This is another one of those Lady only reads y’all…Believe me . Men-step away.*

    So what is an ectopic pregnancy?

    Most women refer to it as a ‘tubal pregnancy’, and most women would never think it would happen to them! It is when pregnancy occurs in the Fallopian tube instead of the uterus where a healthy pregnancy has to take place. Tubal pregnancies only occur in 1-2% of all pregnancies and can be life threatening to the mother if not treated.

    I know a few people already know, but in between my 2 boys, I had an ectopic or “tubal” pregnancy. It was one of the -for lack of a better word-weirdest experiences of my life. *Please know, this is just my experience and everyone’s will be different! Please don’t let this freak you out at all! I just wanted to share with you all. If you think you are having any issues with your pregnancy, see your doctor!*

    Like I said, it was after I had Ford, and we were just in the process of talking baby #2. Want to know my whole story? Grab a snack because this is a long one…

    I was going to be spending the day with my Mom, dropping her at a routine appointment and knew she would be a while. I decided to run to the mall for some fun shopping to kill some time!

    The shopping fun ended up being short lived. I can remember exactly where I was standing when I got the most HORRIBLE pain in my lower left abdomen. I could pinpoint it, it was so direct. ( I also happened to be underwear shopping in VS..and 1 year old in tow.) So as I get this striking pain, Ford is running around VS like a wild man. I am doubled over next to a table of pretties, and feeling some of the worst pain I can remember. I knew something was wrong and right then got a call from my Dad asking for me to pick him up at his truck.

    I book out of the mall to the car. As soon as I got to the car, it hit me. Oh shoot…. I have to poo..It’s bad. Gotta go. .. *Keep in mind–I never get this feeling. Ever.* So here is where it gets gross…Men, if you are still here, turn away now! I ran back into the mall, to the bathroom, and there was no poo. At all. Just total blood. The toilet was full and I was scared. So not knowing what to do next, I just got cleaned up, hopped in the car and drove to get my Dad. He jumped in the driver’s seat and I moved to the passenger seat and laid my seat back. He asked, “What are you all going to do today?” I was in allllllll the pain and still freaking out, but just said “ahhh…probably go to the ER.” He looked over at me and said “Why? What’s wrong with you.” Then I am shaking a little and say ” I’m in awful pain and I am bleeding.”

    He goes into total Dad mode and says so matter-of-factly, “I’ll keep Ford. I’ll drop you off at the ER. Then I will pick up your Mom and we will be back over here right after.” *Her appointment happened to be right next door to the hospital, so overall, perfect conditions for this crazy situation*

    I couldn’t get a hold of my Hubbs to explain to him that I was in the ER for quite some time, and while ‘ectopic’ was in the back of my mind, I didn’t mention it to him when I finally reached him! He was on a job pretty far away, and he said he would be over right away but I told him not to worry. “By the time you get here, we will be gone. No worries! I”m fine! I’ll see you in a few hours!Love you!”

    In the meantime, I am getting all of these tests done. Ultrasounds. Bloodwork. Urine tests. Everything. I can’t remember exactly how it all went, but after so long one of the nurses asked me the million dollar question “Is there a chance you could be pregnant?” I proceeded to give her my million dollar answer. ” I mean, I’m married. Isn’t there always a chance I could be pregnant?” I am still in decent spirits at this point, mind you.

    At some point, one of the nurses is finally brave enough to tell me what is going on. Before this moment, not a single one would leak even a smidgen of detail! I can picture them all now outside the nurses desk talking “Awww..how awful….I don’t want to tell her!……Well, I certainly won’t be the one.” Etc.

    Whoever the brave soul was that stepped up, explained to me that I was experiencing an ectopic pregnancy. She told me my HCG levels were raised just enough to show I might be pregnant, but not like they should be. She then showed me the ultrasound of the tube with the tiniest little dot/blur ever! “You see that little tiny dot? That is the start of pregnancy-but it’s stuck in the tube. When babies come-in order for them to survive-they have to be in the uterus. I’m so sorry honey.” This is the vague explanation which was accompanied by condolences that I don’t quite remember, but I know they tried to console me in some very nurse-like way.

    But at this point, I am in total shock. I can’t believe my first inclination was right.

    Now I have to call Dale to explain, that I am technically pregnant, but our baby won’t live. So I make the call and I am crying and trying to explain this….”I’m pregnant but…” He is saying so happily, “You ARE?? You ARE PREGNANT??” And of course I lose it. “Babe, It’s an ectopic pregnancy. The baby can’t live.” He had never heard of one and was so optimistic “No I am sure there is something we can do. There’s gotta be something.” I had to tell him I would explain it all when I saw him, that it was the same thing that happened to our family member. We just caught mine extremely early. The nurse said I had to have only been 2 days pregnant or so and that’s why it was so difficult to 100% “diagnose”, hence every test known to man being done.

    They told me as long as HCG levels were rising, the baby was still “alive”. When the levels started to drop, we knew the baby had passed. I want you to know how hard that was-to know I was still growing a baby that had no chance at life. And was just waiting for it’s life to end. It’s all I could think about! So over the next two weeks I had to continue to get blood drawn to check HCG levels ( I think I went twice before the levels dropped.) *This makes me feel so sick now to put in actual words for the world to see. I feel like there is no delicate way to say it.*

    So now we knew the baby was gone, but it was still in the tube. The doctor gave me a couple options-and was so gentle and sweet with the way he worded it all. I can’t remember his name or exactly what he said, but I remember his demeanor and thinking how it was so crazy to me that a man could be this understanding to a mother. He said he would take all the time needed to explain to me the options as to what to do next, and would do his best to make us comfortable. That meant so much to me and I am still so appreciative!

    We decided to go with a Methotrexate shot. It sometimes can be used when a person has Cancer, as it rids your body of anything foreign-anything it doesn’t recognize. In this case, the embryo of our lifeless baby. This was such a difficult concept for me to wrap my head around, but we talked with the older men in our congregations about it. They explained to us this shot would be ok since we already lost the baby, and would have had no way to develop as it was. One elder in particular, also couldn’t believe he was hearing this for the second time–as a close family member had an ectopic as well. They are so uncommon, and we both ended up having one. Hers, on the other hand, was much more severe.

    She was further along (I think 7-8 weeks?) and knew she was pregnant for a bit. She started to have some pain and slight bleeding and finally made it to the ER for surgery to remove hers…Long story short…Her’s ruptured while they were operating. If she would have waited a few minutes longer, she could have died! Thank goodness all is well and she is healthy and great now! No problems at all. * I did get permission to post a little about her story, but since it isn’t mine, I will leave it to her to maybe guest blog one day. : ) *

    Now mine was different in that it was so small and caught so early I didn’t need surgery. The ‘shot’ would take care of ridding my body of the embryo. *Once again, I feel like there is no delicate way to say any of this. It all sounds so harsh. I wish I could sugar coat it a bit more, but this is all I am capable of dolls.* (They did make me wait 2 weeks to get the methotrexate. This threw me for a loop, as I knew when my family member had one, once they knew what it was, they had to act fast. Not to mention, I had already had to sit and wait for a baby to pass that I knew would never make it. I just wanted this to all end and we could move on! )

    Little did I know this shot would send me into full on LABOR. After so many hours, I started getting pain and pressure down low as if I was in full-term labor, ready to push! I was not prepared for that in the least bit. This went on for hours, every few minutes feeling this intense pressure near my rear, and after several bathroom breaks, suddenly, it was over. No more pain. Nothing. Over just like that.

    After it was all over, and my hormones started to level out, we got ourselves back to normal! Overall, I look back and think how much worse this could have been. I am so happy I went to the doctor that first moment as I never go to the doctor for pain!

    I also, as awful as it sounds, am happy I didn’t know I was pregnant going into it. If I would have known, even for a day-even for a minute-that I was pregnant, I would have been crushed to the core. This is also one of the reasons I think emotionally I bounced back as quickly as I did….. And now thinking back, we always wonder “Maybe that would have been our little girl! Or what would he/she have looked like?” Either way, give or take 6 months we were pregnant again with sweet little Cashy boy and can’t imagine life without him! While we were all thrilled when we first found out, we were also terrified it would happen again! (Your chances are higher to have another ectopic if you have had one before.) Low and behold, everything was perfect and he has been the craziest little addition to our home. We are so thankful for the boys we have, and just can’t picture life any other way.

    Ok there it is. One of the craziest parts of my life is now public. As most of you now realize, I am an open book, but for a while, this is something I was not ok to talk much about, except with a few close friends. Now I am to the point I am ok to share, and welcome any questions or comments you all may warrant.

    Thanks for reading through my craziness and know, it was over 4 years ago-so it’s not 100% a complete story, but it’s the best I can remember! Again, please, if you think you are having any type of complications with your pregnancy, see your doctor!

    All the love dolls πŸ’‹

    Huge thanks to Jeremy at Upsplash for letting me use this beautiful flower pic!