Samantha
The Beauty of Letting Myself Go
I’ve always been a bit ‘high-maintenance’, I suppose. I don’t like to admit it, but it’s the truth. I like clothes and fashion. And...
Labor, Delivery, and My (Anti) Birth Plan
During my first pregnancy, my husband and I signed up for a generalized childbirth class that our hospital offered. It took place over the...
Social Media and Births: Please Don’t Introduce Baby Before I Do
Every once in a while I hear about a post on Facebook where an over-eager friend or family member has made a birth announcement...
Pregnancy: The Good, The Bad, The Weird (But Mostly the Weird)
At just a few days shy of 30 weeks pregnant, I’m positive that I’ve hit my Don’t Give A @!$# Phase. I remember having...
Sweating it Out: Life with Hyperhidrosis
I’ve been trying to hide something from everyone – very literally everyone – for my entire life, but I’m finally ready to just come...
Maternity Leave Is Not A Vacation {What It Actually Did For Me}
In the six months that I’ve been pregnant with our second daughter, I’ve been asked approximately 500 times if I’ll be returning back to...
Knowing Better {Prepping For Baby #2}
You know that diaper commercial where the new mom is making guests bathe in hand sanitizer and is using a nursing cover and doing...
Potty Training Hell: Public Restrooms
Admittedly, I’m not a bodily fluids kinda girl. I’m easily grossed out and a sympathetic puker. Public restrooms are my own personal kind of...
Navigating The Circle City :: An Idiot’s Guide to Driving in Indy
Don't worry dear readers – the idiot I'm referring to in the title of this post is me. I have such a knack for...
Safety First :: Staying Sun Safe All Year
Early in May, I wrote about surviving melanoma and how it affected me. Well, one way in which it changed me probably goes without...
Quick and Easy :: 5 Summer Recipes for All Occasions
My husband and I both work outside of the home, so admittedly, dinners at our house can be a little lazy. We leave the...
Outrunning the Sun: Surviving Melanoma
My skin cancer story started in elementary school. Coming out of summer vacation, my under 10-year-old self was suddenly very cognizant of the other...
Anxiously Alive: Learning to Stay Afloat with Anxiety
I’m naturally a very anxious person – the type of person who replays scenes in my head from ten years ago and re-dies with...
The Year of the Threenager
Pre-children, when my husband and I were still in our getting a solid 10+ hours of sleep phase, we wanted four kids, minimum. Preferably...