This week has brought even more new experiences as the mom of a now 9 week old! Time is flying. Earlier this week, I was anticipating a visit from Addisyn’s Nana, my mother.  I woke up even before Addy’s first feeding at 5 AM and began planning our day to welcome Nana.  After wrapping up her feeding and morning routine, my awesome husband took over morning cuddle duties to allow me to head out for an early morning run before the 90 degree heat invaded the cool morning breeze. I laced up my neon pink shoes that haven’t seen enough pavement recently and headed out the door. Upon completing my run, in right at 9 minute splits (which I was pretty…

Recently, victory is defined as having time to pump, take a shower, get dressed, do laundry, and be able to still shove food in my mouth while doing the dishes all before my 7 week old wakes up from her first nap of the day. The morning I accomplished this, I felt like Rocky! It’s amazing how things change after you become a mother. I’ve had to let go of a lot of my OCD tendencies and realize that the laundry will still be there, even if I can’t get to it right when I would prefer.  Unfortunately, no one is going to come in and do it for me. I have decided that’s…

The ability to devote time to blogging has always been a desire of mine.  I have a passion for a few specific things in life: I love fellowship with friends, fitness, cooking and baking, and saving money (hello couponers!) My vision was always to have a blog that shared that passion and told a story. I didn’t realize that the Lord was saving this desire to lead me to share that passion through the eyes of a new mother. So the idea was present. But I had to answer a few questions. First, what to call the blog, and what was the specific purpose? Next, who was the audience going to be, and would anyone care to…

I became a mother on March 27, 2014.  I am certain, after just six short weeks of motherhood, that this is the reason that I am on this earth. In life I’ve experienced my share of both happiness and hurt.  Becoming Addisyn’s mother saved me… from myself.  After experiencing grief and loss to a level I did not know existed, I resolved to live life but not enjoy it. I accepted the lie from the devil that I would never have the feelings of true happiness again. I loved The Lord, my husband, and my family dearly, as always, but I lost interest in all other things that made me “me.” I flipped on the auto-pilot mode…