You take a step outside, look up to the sky, and the clouds seem to roll on in, just when you weren’t quite expecting it. The gloomy days pass on by without an end in sight. While this may be a reality, or just symbolic of life right now, it happens. We go through phases in life that we just can’t quite seem to shake.
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Close your eyes. Think about what makes you breathe easier. What brings you joy? What causes your mind to wander in the best way possible. Life sure ain’t easy right now, but it doesn’t mean that you can’t find happiness or ease through the tiniest parts of your day. Those few moments, even if they are far between, can make the greatest impact on your days.
Hello Date Night! In the midst of primping myself for a night on the town, I grab my new favorite skin care products and hustle to get the job done. I’ve got to admit something. These winter days have my skin feeling anything but glamorous. Not to mention the sleepless nights or early mornings as a brand new mama. Day after day, I’ve stared back at my reflection in the mirror, and barely recognize my own face…the dry, unhealthy skin, the dark circles, the exhaustion. For the first time, I’ve realized my skin is desperate for help. I’ll be honest, I’ve always been incredibly lazy about skincare. The numerous brands overwhelmed me. The price points of these “magical products” are steep. My skincare routine was incredibly simple. I’d put my makeup on in the morning, and it was patchy and unattractive. My makeup wouldn’t go on smoothly, and even after moisturizing, my skin felt dry as a bone and quite unhealthy.
Yep, you read that right. After our last adventure with London in Maui (check out that post here), we caught the travel bug and popped over to Miami Beach to celebrate Grant’s 40th Birthday. Yes, Hawaii was supposed to be the big bang, but I decided we needed a little sunshine to ring in his 40th.
It’s been close to four months that I’ve spent in destination Mamaville, without a solo date night, and we were anxious to get out on the town. However, we decided to head on an epic adventure, to close out the end of my maternity leave. We traveled to Maui, as it is the very place that has been so special to us. For years we wished that we would bring our future baby to an island that feels like our second home. That wish finally came true.
For the past 3 months, (well 12 months if you include the pregnancy), my brain has been consumed with all things baby related. What exactly would we need, in terms of strollers, clothing, and other baby gear? It’s overwhelming to say the least, and the fact that we live in NYC makes space so limited. Ever since baby London arrived on the scene, I’ve definitely limited the baby gear down to my favorites and must-haves. Please keep in mind that while each baby is different, here are my favorite products that work best for us. You may find that your child may have their own list of must-haves. I thought that I would share ours, in hopes that it would help you on the journey to Mama-ville.
Over two weeks have passed since the birth of baby London, and I’ve officially crossed over the the other side. Hello Mamaville! Yes, I believe it’s actually a destination. From my birth story to postpartum thoughts and all the feels, here’s the report.
On a recent warm, summer Sunday, I sat at the fountain at Lincoln Center. It was the very same spot, that we sat, facing each other last year, around midnight, after receiving the most soul crushing news of our lives. (You may remember the photo. I’ll never forget it.) An exact year has gone by, and this summer day feels much different. We are in that very same spot, but I feel the warm, rays of the sun beating down on us. I hear the fountain trickling behind us, but more importantly, I place my hand on my very round belly, to feel the kicks of our growing baby boy.
1st day of spring, and I’m feeling that sunshine. #SunsOutBunsOut as most of the swimwear styles will tell you, in Miami Beach this Wednesday afternoon.
Oh, the winter blues. They’re a snooze, aren’t they? It’s bitter cold out, and you find yourself zipping up puffer coat after puffer coat, bundled like the Michelan Man, just to stay warm. I know. I’m with ya.