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Adulting

You gave yourself a C

In a high school biology class the teacher once asked us to grade our own projects. This happened to be a project that had little to do with science. We were instructed to make an ABC's of biology book complete with original artwork. I'm not much of an artist, but I remember working on this project for a week straight, staying up late into the night. When it came time to turn the assignment in, I wasn't really sure what kind of grade to give myself. I knew I had worked...

The Hustle

Getting up regularly at 5 a.m. has been a goal of mine for more than six months, when it became clear to me that if I ever wanted a productive morning I had to get up hours before the baby did. Before baby, my days usually started at 6 a.m. when I would get a 30-60 min workout in, shower, prepare my lunch and make it to work by 9 a.m. (ok ok, more like 9:15). I have one. Just one little baby on the verge of becoming a toddler. In theory,...

Cider Hill Family Orchard

I love traditions. I especially love fall and holiday traditions. And I am extra excited to share them with Camden this year. The first of our fall traditions is going apple picking! Last year we waited until October, and it was too late. There were hardly any apples on the trees! So this year, I made a point to go earlier. It was a beautiful day, although a little warm for my liking. I'm so ready for cooler weather! ...

A Blank Slate

I was going to write about the winter solstice. I had it in my calendar. I had thoughts. Then it came and went and I was going to write about Christmas. Then it came and went too. Now here I am, intent on writing about New Year's, but not really sure what to say. I have plenty to say. I just don't know how to say it. I have plenty of time to write too. Much more than I've had in months. But I feel stalled, and I don't know why....

My Greatest Accomplishment

When thinking about accomplishments, it's easy to dwell on those things which are acclaimed in our culture. Things that make a lot of money. Things that look good on paper. Things that cause others to pause in awe and wonder. But for me, I always come back to people. I don't know if I'll ever have an impressive resume, but I think I do have impressive relationships. I was a kid when I met my husband, Steven. 14 years old. He was 15. We were a freshman and sophomore in high school....

Observations from pregnancy + FAQ’s

So, I'm obviously not the first person to be pregnant. (SHOCKER) But I do enjoy documenting my life, and since I'm the first in my close circle of friends maybe others would like to read about my journey. I may not have anything particularly unique  or enlightening to say, but I know I'll be glad I took the time to do this. And hey, even though I'm not the first blogging pregnant lady, every pregnancy is different. So there's that. I'm 17 weeks. Or 18 weeks. You know I'm actually not sure. You...

A Mom

The air outside today is thick with summer. It's the time of year when my sunglasses, which stay in my car, burn my face when I put them on. The AC works in overtime and still the sweat slides down my back. Dixie (our dog) lounges around, staying close to the vent. It's even too hot for her! It's farmer's market season, which, for me, is summer's saving grace. Fresh fruits and veggies (and gnats...

The Year I was 25

As a kid, the concept of adulthood was this huge mystery to me. I was very intrigued by what it meant to be a grownup and how I would get there. I would observe my parents' interactions with other adults -- at the bank, at the store, at the doctor's office. I was especially observant of the things they tried to hide from me. The way they never talked about money. The way my dad poured over the bills at the kitchen table writing checks, sighing heavily and rubbing his...

September

All I want to do is run. Far. Until my lungs are on fire and my legs ache. Until I'm several miles from home, and I'm not sure when to turn around. I may even want to get lost. Sweaty. Exhausted. Numb. But there's two problems with this. First, the doctor said no exercise for 7-10 days. Second, it's freezing cold. Bitter cold. Why do bad things always happen in winter? I'm lying on a cold hospital bed staring up at the ceiling with its giant fluorescent lights. My husband's holding my hand. He...

Beautiful Spaces — Smoky Mountain Vacay

As I've mentioned before, I love traveling. I have a long list of places I long to visit, and prioritize budgeting for trips. I think it's really important to explore the world outside of your own small reality, and I think it is equally as important to take time away from work. In fact, Americans work more than anyone else in the world, take far fewer vacations, and as a result are the most stressed and unhappy (and therefore actually less productive). I'm not about that life. If you think that's...