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Dear Archer and Kenlee

Dear Archer and Kenlee,

Archer's first birthday is coming up this week. Yes, THIS Saturday. There will be cake. And tacos. Lots of tacos. Especially for momma.

Sorry buddy, but I told everyone you don't need any presents. You're going to be ONE for goodness sake. You like playing with empty boxes and TV remotes. You really don't need any toys. Unless it's more dog toys - you LOVE dog toys.



Confession: Your dad and I aren't buying you a present either. Except for you know, the entire party, including the tacos. You're a baby so you can't say thank you, but YOU'RE WELCOME.

I did ask our guests to consider giving you a card or letter that you could save and read someday when you're older. So that's what I'm doing, too. Except this letter is for you AND you're sister, so you're sorta getting gypped again ... Sorry!

Here's the thing: Now that you're here, I can't imagine life without both of you in it. Archer, you truly ma…
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From the bottom of my heart (and wine glass)

Things I want to tell you, from the bottom of my heart ... and, let's be honest, from the bottom of my wine glass ...

1. Being a mom is hard. Like, really, really hard. I swear 90 percent of the time, I'm just holding on for dear life, waiting for bedtime. I love them. I do. I promise. But man, it's nice to have to sit here without anyone touching me. Or whining at me.

2. My dog is the BEST dog. No, really. Your dog sucks. Mine is amazing. Except when he rolls in something heinous and I have to give him a bath. Like Thursday night. Then my dog was an idiot.

3. I really miss being skinny. Thirty pounds doesn't seem like much in the grand scheme of things (considering I liked 100+ previously), but those three freaking decades are killing me. I made the mistake of looking at my pre-pregnancy clothes the other day. I wanted to light the damn closet on fire. Fuuuuck that.

4. I am eating my daughter's Halloween candy as I type this ... hence maybe the problem with not be…

It's Time to Do SOMETHING

Listen, I'm going to get political for a minute. If you don't like it, now's your time to run. Actually, now's your time to buck up and read this because you can't keep running from our country's problems just because you don't like conflict.

This week, after watching the horrific news of yet another mass shooting in our country, I was FED UP. I was no longer shocked by the news, I was just appalled - I couldn't believe we had let this happen again. Yes, WE. You and me. We did this.

Because by standing back and doing nothing about gun violence in America, we definitely aren't solving the problem. By ignoring the tough conversations with our family, friends and government officials, we are contributing to the deaths of more and more innocent people.

Personally, I'm DONE.

I don't know what the answer is, but I do know I'm tired of watching the news and thinking I can't do anything about it. I have a voice. And I am choosing to use it …

Tips to Start (or Re-Start) Running

If you want to start running, or re-start after taking some time off, this post is for you. I'm finally wrapping up a 12-week run/walk program (that actually took me 15 weeks to finish, but more on that later) to build up to running a 5k again, and I thought I'd share some words of wisdom.

First, a recap: I took eight months off from running (I just counted ... that's depressing) after I injured my knee last July in the middle of my pregnancy. I got super lazy and depressed because I couldn't run, and I also couldn't have my knee repaired until after I gave birth. After my son was FINALLY born 11 days late in November, I had knee surgery four weeks later in December ... Then I went back to work in February. As I rehabbed my knee and got back in the swing of work/life, I worked out but didn't run. Finally, on March 31, I did my first run/walk on the treadmill and started following the 5k Success program from Train Like a Mother. (Yes, it's a $55 program, but …

Worth the Wait: Archer's Birth Story

Archer Wilden Brigle Nov. 11, 2016 7 lbs., 10 oz. 21 inches long
Archer's delivery only lasted a few (intense) minutes, but the tumultuous story of his arrival started several weeks prior. My pregnancy lasted FOREVER (or at least it felt that way) and, even though I knew he could be late, I was on pins and needles looking for ANY signs of labor as each day passed by. 
Oct. 31 - 40 weeks  Despite my best efforts to kickstart labor over the weekend, I was still pregnant on my due date -Halloween. This was good news for Kenlee because even though we had already participated in our local trick or treat on Saturday, I was willing to go out walking again so she could trick or treat a second time with her cousins (who live in another town). 


Nov. 2  My 40-week appointment was on a Wednesday afternoon. I was nervous/excited because I decided I would finally get my cervix checked and see what kind of progress I was making. Even though I'd had no other signs of labor at this point, I hop…

Dear Archer

Dear Archer,

It's almost time to meet you, so I thought I'd let you know a bit about the world you're about to enter. It might be warm in cozy in my belly right now, but trust me, you're going to want to come join us on the outside.

First of all, I think your daddy and I are pretty decent parents. You have your sister to thank for that ... we spent that last five and a half years with her as our crash-test dummy, trying to figure out what the heck we were supposed to be doing. We technically still have no idea if we're doing this parenting thing right, but since she turned out pretty awesome (and with just one broken bone so far), we're confident we haven't screwed it up too badly.

To be honest, your daddy and I weren't sure if Kenlee was going to be an only child ... But that's not to say you weren't wanted! Every time the subject would come up, we always knew we just weren't "done" yet. We always felt like someone was missing fro…

Third Trimester FAQs (Or an attempt to keep from losing my shit on everyone)

It's official. The end of pregnancy is imminent, and the waiting game has begun. With three weeks left until my due date, he could technically arrive any time ... any time between now and two weeks AFTER my due date, that is.

I may have gotten a little cranky with people asking my about my pregnancy lately ... And posted this warning on Facebook:


"I pinky promise I will let the world know when the baby is born. Until then, every person who asks about the status of my uterus will go straight to the bottom of the contract list. Just try me." 

To appease some of you and prevent you from trying my patience any further, I decided to put together a list of frequently asked questions ...

When's your due date again? 
Oct. 31 - Halloween. I'd prefer if he came that day, but I realize the odds are against me. He'll come whenever he is ready!

Are you sure about the due date? You're looking like you'll go sooner than that ...
Without going into great medical and per…