We Are Proud to Introduce...

Thursday, February 26, 2015


Presley Noel
Born Sunday, February 22
9:20 AM
6 lbs., 9 oz.
19 inches long
Natural delivery

Thank you for all your messages, tweets, and IG comments of support and well wishes! We have been on Cloud 9 all week! I will write her birth story soon. Although everything initially felt like a blur, I've come to realize that I actually remember it all in great detail. I want to make sure I write it all down before I start to forget. (I hear mommy brain will do that to a person.) It was an incredible day.

So many of you have been checking in on us during the week, and I can't thank you enough. I know I left y'all hanging with my last Instagram post. Sorry! I've just been soaking up the pure joy that is our daughter.

Our daughter. 

I love the sound of that.

I Finally Donated My Hair!

Wednesday, January 21, 2015


As she spoke, Jo took off her bonnet, and a general outcry arose, 
for all her abundant hair was cut short.
"Your hair! Your beautiful hair!" 
"Oh, Jo, how could you? Your one beauty."
"My dear girl, there was no need of this.
"She doesn't look like my Jo any more, but I love her dearly for it!"
Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

This scene always makes me laugh! I love how Amy, in all her immature innocence, tells Jo that her hair was her one beauty. Ouch!

Well, if the photo didn't give it away, I chopped my hair off this weekend. I've wanted to donate my hair for years, but it never panned out. I either wanted to keep my hair long for something (like my wedding) or my hair was too damaged and dry. The time was finally right! My hair has been chemical-free for eight years, and it made sense to cut my hair shorter before all the postpartum shedding and breastfeeding, diapering, and other situations that may lead to pulled/dirty hair. (Motherhood, you glamorous thing.) And so, here I am sans ten inches of hair and enjoying a much shorter wash time in the shower. And now that my hair is shorter and much healthier, my natural waves are back in action!


I chose to donate to Pantene's Beautiful Lengths program, because its wigs are completely free to the women with cancer who receive them. Beautiful Lengths does not make money from the wigs, and that just feels right. If you've got at least eight inches of hair to spare and you meet the other requirements (see HERE), consider donating it. It's a free way to contribute something really meaningful to someone else in need!




When a Stranger Recognizes You From Your Blog

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Taken 1/11/2015 at 34 weeks

These days I'm living in a constant state of babybabybaby. All of my thoughts revolve around this baby and the fact that we're quickly approaching the window of "she'll be here any day now." Once upon a time, February seemed so far away, but yesterday at work, I realized it was January 13th. We can hardly get through a dinner conversation without talking about hanging things in her room, installing the car seat, our hospital bags, bottle nipples, or diapers. We're about to exchange our very routine life for something that is anything but!

We decided we needed to say farewell to Christmas in our house over the weekend. A home wrapped in Christmas is cozy, but it would lose its luster after too long, I suppose. The need for a storage bin of a very specific size sent us on an errand on Sunday night. I was knee-deep in laundry, and my maternity jeans were in the washer, so for the first time since college, I wore fleece pajama pants in public. My wet hair in a bun, glasses on, and PJ pants.

"I can't believe I'm going out like this."

"Whatever. You're pregnant."

"Even worse! I'm the pregnant woman who's 'letting herself go.'"

We cracked jokes about how I would fit in perfectly with the Wal-mart crowd. ;) We didn't find exactly what we needed at Target, Lowe's or Wal-mart, but we made do. Not 30 minutes after we got home, I received a message through this little blog's contact form... from a non-blogging reader who lives in the same outside-of-Memphis town... who recognized me... walking out of Wal-mart:  

Hey! So, I am going to preemptively apologize if this message is creepy. I'm not trying to be, I swear! I think I just saw you and your husband coming out of wal-mart as my husband and I were going in.

At this point in reading the message, I thought, "How cool is this?" And then I thought, "What a small world!" And then I thought, "Should I be worried that she recognized me when I looked like this?" Hope is her name, and she is first person in Memphis I've "met" (by blog-world standards) who isn't a co-worker.

I can't help but wonder who of you I don't know. Hope had never commented on a post or Instagram photo (though she recalled my posts about being a CASA and self-injury/TWLOHA). I had no idea she existed! (Hi, Hope!) For the record, this blog has single-handedly built my social life over the last few years, so I do not underestimate the match-making power of blogging!

I'm curious to know who else is out there. What's your name? What brought you here? Where do you live? You can post anonymously so that your e-mail address isn't attached to your comment. Of course, there's no obligation. Whether you comment or not, I'm happy you're here. Thank you! :)

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