baby steps to a real food lifestyle: start with a cooked breakfast


Over the years my way of eating has changed a lot.  My view on what a healthy diet is has changed a lot too.  In the past I thought low-fat or “diet foods” were what was good for me.  The media tells you that, so you know it’s true, right?!  Ummmm no.  At least not for me.  I’ve learned through experimentation what works for me.  As I continue to learn more about nutrition my focus has shifted to really nourishing my body for optimal health, happiness and to just feel great living life.  [read no diets, just eat real food]

But let me tell you, it’s been many years in the making.  I started this blog in November of 2008 as Get Healthy with Heather – that’s when my journey to a healthy lifestyle began – almost 8 years ago!  I would have been so overwhelmed if somebody told me that I needed to change my diet to where it is at now, but today, it feels normal.  It’s not challenging and I’ve truly made it a lifestyle.

Finding your way to a real food lifestyle and what works for you and your family may not happen overnight – maybe it will take 8 years!  There will be road blocks (that dang sugar is addicting!), and failures (in the kitchen), but where you end up is a beautiful (and delicious) place.

In honor of my journey to a real food lifestyle and honestly feeling the best I have in my life (despite having a 12 week old that doesn’t give me all the sleep I want – I still love you Nova!), I wanted to start sharing baby steps to help you transition to a real food lifestyle.  I’m not here to tell you how to eat, but if you’re looking to shift your way of eating away from more processed foods to home cooked, nourishing and energizing for the body foods, then I hope you enjoy this series on baby steps to a real food lifestyle.


Today’s baby step to a real food lifestyle is to have a cooked breakfast in the morning.  Mornings can be a tough time, especially if you have kids, to think about cooking up a meal.  No matter how early I wake up, we are always rushed to leave the house, then there is clean up and dishes, but it is so worth it is set the stage for the day.  I find this especially important if you are relying on boxed cereals or sweets (pop tarts, donuts, pastries) as a start for your morning.  Maybe cooking a meal at breakfast time really is too much, so I challenge you to cook a breakfast that can be quickly warmed up in the morning and ready in minutes.

Here are 5 breakfast ideas that are made regularly in our house.  They can be made in advance if needed, or cooked up in the morning.  And remember, scrambled eggs + fruit is a simple and fast option as well!


If you give this baby step a type, please report back on how it goes for you!

Do you eat a cooked breakfast in the morning?  What is your go-to breakfast?


march highlights


Ya know when you’re living life, and it just goes on by in a blink?  That’s what we’ve been doing here.  Now let’s take a look at the highlights from March!


That first week (or three) with a new baby around meant a whole lot of TV for Hunter and Zoe.  Their snuggling together on the couch was the best.

IMG_2618 IMG_2620 IMG_2625We had our first outing as a family of five when Nova was around 5-6 days old – hospital visit follow up + a trip to the grocery store.  It was a miracle we all looked presentable (and on time) leaving the house!

IMG_3130Rock sorting!  Hunter is obsessed with collecting rocks on walks and always adds them to his rock collection – such a fun way to learn and use them.

IMG_3132When your daughter brings out all the hair ties and clips and has you add more and more into her hair.

IMG_2649Zoe shows so much love and sweetness for her little sister.  And that pile of laundry in the back ground – MY LIFE.

IMG_3160This is my go to omgimsotiredandneedcomfort lunch – tuna sushi bowls.  I shared the recipe over two years ago and we still love it!  Find it here.

IMG_2650Jacob took the kids on an outdoor adventure around a park in town.  I was still in recovery mode and likely snuggled in bed with Nova.

IMG_3174One of the hardest parts emotionally of having a newborn baby was not getting as much one on one time with the other kids.  I loved this afternoon where Hunter and I whipped up a quick simple batch of mini almond butter fudge cups.  We munched and reconnected just as my mama heart was needing it.  Find the mini almond butter fudge recipe here.

IMG_3220I added the sakura bloom ring sling to my collection of baby carriers.  After figuring it out with the help of a few videos, I loved how quick it was to get baby into it!  Plus it’s comfortable to wear.


8 days old and all dressed up for her first morning at church.  Gosh she’s beautiful.

IMG_3288The kids and Jacob ran, danced, went down slides and had a blast at the kids club while Nova and I watched.  I watched, she nursed and slept the whole time, but we all had a grand time.

IMG_3305This girl.  When she brings out the tutu, she becomes even more cute.  Is that even possible?

IMG_3301Great grandma with her two granddaughters.

IMG_3339Dr. Hunter helping at Nova’s 2 week check up.  Healthy and happy baby girl.

IMG_2801Practicing his back float and making strides every week at swim lessons.

IMG_2846When you hike, you’ve gotta bring your monster truck, and a purse.  Daddy hikes are the best.

IMG_3371Sweet 2 week old Nova.  Her and I had a weekend long stuck in bed together – I got mastitis for the first time and felt like I was hit with the flu but worse.  No fun.  So thankful for a husband who feeds us, takes care of the other kids and a baby to nurse away my boob pain.

IMG_3389Such a treat for my rock loving boy – daddy showing HIS rock collection he had as a kid.

IMG_3397Cheddar broccoli soup, the best homemade dutch oven bread and salad.  It’s all way more simple than it looked, and even more delicious.


Cheers (or tears) for being almost 3 weeks old!



Before Jacob went back to work a sweet friend of mine took family photos for us – these are just three of the many amazing photos we got.  SO happy we did this.

IMG_3457Hunter is the best baby holder.  He tells me Nova is his best friend, gives her kisses and rubs her back to comfort her when she’s sad.  I know she is the luckiest to have him as a brother, but I feel the luckiest that I get to witness all of this sweetness.

IMG_3479She entertains them, and they entertain her.  Win, win.

IMG_3485Jacob was back to work, so I took them on an outdoor adventure.  Which meant a slooooooow walk around the neighborhood.

IMG_3541I’m working on just letting them be messy and splash in all the puddles.  I think we all love my letting go.

IMG_3015The face of a mama out on a date with her man, plus baby in tow.  Baby at a bar!  Two thumbs up for 3peaks public house and taproom – the beer and salmon fish tacos were mmmmm.

IMG_3596Spring soccer started up!  The first game was a whirlwind of emotions for Hunter, but after I ran around on the field with him after lots of tears, he took off and scored many goals and had a blast.

IMG_3621I’ve fully embraced my new love for braids of all kinds.  And not washing my hair as much.

IMG_3636When I brought Hunter’s flip flops out from hiding on a sunny day, it pretty much made it the best day ever.  That boy is flip flop obsessed and would wear them rain or shine.  Also, how are these kids so cool?

March seems like so long ago looking back at these pictures.  While it was a tiring month with a newborn, we still managed to keep life going, had lots of fun and soaked up so much great time together while Jacob was on his paternity leave.  I just love these people of mine so much.


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make your workout count


I totally get the challenge of finding time to workout when you have kids, especially when you are trying to workout at home.  There are so many thoughts running through my head before starting a workout: Are the kids sleeping?  When will they wake? Do I wake up early to workout or wait until they are in bed?  Do I need to shower today or can I use that time to workout?  Am I going to need to shower after the workout?


With one and two kids I didn’t have those thoughts running through the my head, but dang, three kids make it tough!  Granted Nova is only 10 weeks old, so I know when her schedule becomes set I can plan things a little better.  I’ve carved out a few mornings of yoga and circuit training at home, which last until Nova starts her day… sometimes it’s at 7am, other days it’s 6am.  I’ve learned to embrace what I get and be thankful for each of those minutes.  Every movement makes my body and mind feel that much more alive.

I feel 1000x blessed that fitness is a big part of my life.  I get to teach groups fitness classes which brings me so much happiness!  Bonus, during body pump and body combat, I get a killer workout in too!  No kids are around and I can really take my focus to fitness.  I went back to teaching pump and combat last week (love!) and had a realization during the workouts, because they were tough:

Now is not the time to give up.  Now is the time to embrace what’s in front of me and give it my all.  Now is the time to work hard because the (kid free) opportunity is not always there.  

I don’t want to spend hours upon hours working out, no way.  I want to get in and get it done, so I keep the intensity high.  I don’t leave the workout feeling like I held back.  I know there is an end, and that I’ll be heading back to my fabulous mom life where it’s harder to workout, so when I get the chance to fully commit to my fitness, I embrace it.

I went for a run a couple weeks ago, and I don’t consider myself a runner anymore by choice, but I just needed some movement and head space.  I could have jogged around town and looked at the trees and kids getting out of school, but instead I found a hill (not hard since we live on a hill) and after a warm up loop into town, I committed to 5 hill sprints.  It was a good long hill and sucked everything out of me.  I had to fight the urge to walk and kept pushing my body up one step at a time.  I was in my mind telling myself I could do this, and I did it! I felt amazing after and knew I left nothing behind.  And I was only gone for 20 minutes but made it count.  Time well spent.

Sometimes you just need to get in your head and remind yourself to make the workout count.  I do this by lifting challenging weights, running faster, pushing and kicking with more intensity and even moving my body gracefully and mindfully in yoga, breathing and stretching through the movements.  Be present with your workout, whatever type of workout it may be.

How do you fit your fitness into your life and make the workouts count?  Do you go to a gym or workout at home?  If you’re a mom, have your workouts changed since having kids?


oatmeal almond flour biscuits {gluten free option included}


This oatmeal almond flour biscuit recipe is sure to please the whole family!


Weekends are my favorite.  Everyone is together, breakfasts can be longer and slower, tasks and errands decrease and play increases.  The weather was perfection this past weekend.  Hunter played his soccer game in the morning, then we had a family coffee shop trip to Rivermaiden (our favorite Stumptown spot!).  After that there was a whole lot of this.


Backyard relaxing and play time.  The kids were as they should be – covered in dirt and sweat with big grins on their faces.

Now, let’s talk about this food for a minute. These oatmeal almond flour biscuits are the perfect addition to a weekend breakfast.  Spread on some fig jam, add some scrambled eggs and fruit and you are set to win the day.  I’ve been making them for months now, and since it’s still a family favorite, it’s time for me to share this goodness!


The base is almond flour and rolled oats.  Whole wheat flour is added in, but you can also substitute brown rice flour here for a gluten free option.  I’ve made both and the only difference is that the biscuits come out a little more crumbly with the brown rice flour.  A little crumble isn’t a problem for me…. but those toddlers, they love a good mess!

I highly recommend trying fig jam with the biscuits.  We had homemade fig jam from the canning weekend in September, but store bought would be great here as well!  The sweet jam combo paired with the buttery, nutty biscuits is perfect.


Oatmeal Almond Flour Biscuits

Makes 4 biscuits.  Recipe can easily be doubled or tripled.


  • 1/2 cup rolled oats
  • 1/2 cup almond flour
  • 1/4 cup whole wheat pastry flour (substitute brown rice flour for a gluten free option)
  • 1 tsp baking powder
  • 1/2 tsp sea salt
  • 1/4 cup unsalted butter, softened
  • 1/4 cup half and half (or milk of choice)


  1. Pre-heat oven to 450 degrees F.
  2. In a bowl combine the oats, almond flour, whole wheat flour, baking powder and sea salt.  Mix to combine.
  3. Add the butter in and press it through the flour with a fork, until it resembles a crumble.  Stir in the half and half or milk of choice.
  4. Spoon into 4 mounds onto an unlined baking sheet.  Bake for 8-10 minutes, until golden brown.

How was your weekend?  What is your favorite biscuit spread? 


february highlights


I cannot believe it is the end of April!  I just flipped my calendar over to April about midway through the month and added a few things to it, but mostly, the days are blank.  It’s nice having so many days with nothing written on them – I’m definitely soaking in this time where my schedule isn’t full… just my hands. :)

As things sometimes go with a new baby, I got behind on my monthly highlight recaps, so today and later this week I’m playing catch up.  I love these highlight post – I can watch how the kiddos change each month, see what we did with our time and highlight the posts from the month.  As always, I hope you enjoy a peek into our February!


There was a good week when the kids would walk hand in hand.  It didn’t last (Zoe is against it), but man, it’s cute and so sweet.  Hunter loves holding his sister’s hand.


I shared a day in the life with two toddlers post (read HERE).


We spent a morning playing at the kid’s club.  These kids love a good dance party + slides.  Rock on Hunter!


Zoe the explorer.  Undies, backpack and binoculars courtesy of Hunter.


Hunter practicing his knife skills.  For those of you interested, he’s using an ikea kid’s table knife, which is pretty dull.


I shared this delicious 2 minute tuna avocado salad (recipe HERE).


Cat hat.


The plank house at the Ridgefield wild life refuge is one of our favorite spots to go walk.  Plus, it’s such a beautiful building.


Wild life refuge walking.


The walking bridge that takes you to the plank house over the railroad tracks.  It was such a gorgeous sunset that night.


I don’t know about you, but I always think these car carts will make shopping easier.  It doesn’t.  Thank goodness for the lady who saw my kiddos and brought them balloons to entertain them (and keep their hands to themselves).


I sewed up matching dot dresses for Zoe and her baby doll.  Love.


We celebrated Zoe’s 2nd birthday with a pom pom party!  Read more here.


A random stop in at the small fire station downtown.  The kids got a fire truck tour and stickers.  They were in heaven.


He doesn’t nap often, but when he does, it usually involved Jacob or myself laying in bed with him.  A great reason to slow down and soak in some extra snuggles.


I shared a post on raw liver and why I added it into my diet + a smoothie recipe!  Check it out here.


Anything dirt and digging, they are into.  We cleaned up the garden and started to get it ready for spring planting.  This is the area next to the garden they get free reign to do whatever digging they in it.


We started working on scissor skills this month.  Hunter was stoked, and did really well!


I look away for half a second, and she face plants off of a bench onto the rough floor.  Thankfully it looks worse than it really was.


Impromptu ice cream date and walk around town with my girl.


Hunter woke up sick one weekend so just Zoe and I went to church that morning.  While it was not fun having a sick boy, I really loved getting one on one time with this kiddo.


Near the end of my pregnancy and I shared what I packed in my hospital bag.  Read the post HERE.


Sunshine and dandelions.  Love these three.


This was not as messy as it got.


Testing out the baby tub with a little spa treatment.


I taught my last body pump class of this pregnancy at 39 weeks.  Being an instructor keeps me motivated to stay strong until the end.


Without any prompting, he built these dumbbells and showed me his workout.  Like mother, like son.


I wrote a post on helping your kids to become real food loving kids by giving them the power of choice while grocery shopping.  (read HERE)


Two years with this gal has been pretty amazing.  Read her Dear Zoe post HERE.


At Zoe’s 2 year check up.  Happy birthday Zoe, here’s a shot! #momfail


Birthday treat steamed milk for my favorite littles.


My youngest brother came and spent a morning with us while he was here on his Air Force leave.  The kids had a blast with him.


A morning of worm hunting with these two around the neighborhood.  Little did I know what I had in store for that day.


That worm hunting evening, Nova Sienna arrived!


Beautiful baby girl.



Zoe meeting her sister was the sweetest thing.  All she wanted to do was hold her (and that’s still true to this day).

IMG_3080Family of five!


Back home with our sweet baby girl to end February.  It was a pretty exciting month!


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three steps to calm the worry


Adjusting to three kids has been a lot harder than two.  Most days I feel like I’ve got the day figured out, but other days I question everything I do.  Nova is almost 2 months old now and as sweet as can be.  Hunter and Zoe adore her.  She doesn’t even know how into her they are.  I couldn’t have asked for an easier baby, yet I still find myself struggling.  I struggle to find balance.  I shared more about this in a recent newsletter, but I noticed myself beginning to feel anxious on certain days when I taught in the evenings.  Nothing major, just more worry in my head about making sure everything was getting done and people were sleeping and eating when they needed to be doing those things.  I wanted everything done on a schedule so that I’d feel like I had it together when the time came for Nova and I to leave for the evening, because everything including leaving the house takes longer with a baby.

The worry wasn’t fun, but instead of drowning in my struggle, I decided to take action.  

Step 1) figure out where the worry stems from

The biggest worry and stressor came at dinner time.  I love cooking, but worrying that I would have to try and hold a baby or entertain toddlers while needing to chop and cook was the challenge.

Step 2) create an action plan

I realized meal prep was needed.  If I could eliminate a lot of the prep work and all I had to do was cook the meal, I wouldn’t stress as much.  It would give me the opportunity to cook more easily earlier in the day if I wanted to as well.  I made a meal plan, wrote out my grocery list and a list of things to prep.

Step 3) put plan into action 

I bought groceries one day, then the next day I spent the afternoon prepping foods to make my life easier, and it worked! It totally alleviated my worry and made my life so much easier when dinner time rolled around.  Here’s a list of what I made one week:

  • Baked granola for breakfasts/snacks 
  • Baked chicken breasts and thighs for lunches and a dinner and diced after cooling (marinated in Italian dressing, ketchup, avocado oil, garlic, sea salt and pepper)
  • Sautéed 2 lb of ground beefalo (1 lb used last night for spaghetti which I added a jar of sauce to once I separated it, the other to be used for burrito bowls)
  • Prepped Thai zucchini beefalo meatballs to be cooked
  • Grated an extra zucchini to add to pancakes for one or two breakfasts
  • Made peanut butter fudge cups
  • Roasted a full sheet of diced sweet potatoes for breakfasts/lunches
  • Diced fruit for snacks/lunches (strawberries and cantaloupe)
  • Sliced bell peppers for snacks/dinner
  • Cut up broccoli so it’s ready to steam for a dinner
  • Chopped lettuce for dinner salads
  • Diced salami for the pizza dinner
  • Made kale chips for that night

When I am struggling in whatever the situation may be, I find taking an action always helps. I feel better when I do something instead of nothing and continuing to worry and become more anxious.  Hooray for taking action!

Can you relate?  Do you have a situation you need to tackle with these three steps?


positive body image after having a baby


A few days ago I was driving in the car, just Nova and I.  There were no toddlers to distract my thoughts as I listened to a podcast on the calm drive home.  At a stop light I randomly looked down, for no reason at all.  As I glanced down I saw my stomach hanging over the seat belt.  I saw it, gave it no thought, and moved on.  But then I had a thought… I should be upset about it.  But I wasn’t.  I didn’t dislike my body.  I just saw my body, how it was, with no negative thoughts, and I was shocked.


I grew a baby for 9 months.  Then I had a baby 5 weeks ago.  I knew my body had changed.  I loved the changes.  I had a baby and without even forcing it on myself I gave myself grace.  Grace to have body peace.  Peace with where my body is at right now and not wishing for where it will be months from now.

I have gone through the postpartum part twice before, and this third time I have a different mind set about it.  It’s not something that is crowding my mind.  It crowded my mind with previous pregnancies.  I even have a whole page dedicated to my post baby weight loss journey from when I was pregnant with Hunter.  It was a bigger deal to me then, but now it’s not a mental priority.  It’s not something to add stress about.  I have so many more important things and people in my life, why add the mental stress about something that isn’t the most important thing in the world?

Maybe my mind set has changed because I know it took 9 months to grow a baby and change my body, and that I don’t have expectation about instant changes (that’s just not realistic).  I’m also happy with where I am at.  I know with my real food way of eating, being active, and working to not stress about as many things, the weight will naturally go away when my body is ready to let go of it. I also know from my previous pregnancies that it usually begins to happen around the 5 month post baby mark for me, so I’m not forcing anything and it is so peaceful to feel that way.


I just want all you ladies out there to know, it is okay to take your time losing the baby weight.  It is okay to love your body after you have a baby.  Your body will look different, and it may take a while to get back to where you were before, but the more grace you give yourself in the journey, the better you’re going to feel as a person, as a mother, and as an example to others that may be struggling with negative body image thoughts about themselves.

Give yourself grace.

Love your body for what it does for you.

Calm the negative self talk, and up the positivity in your mind.

Your baby, your family and most importantly, YOU deserve it.

How is your mind set post baby?  What are your struggles?  How do you work to overcome them?


nova’s birth story {part 2}


If you haven’t read the first half of Nova’s birth story, be sure to go back and check that out and then come back here for more.

I left off with us heading down from our bedroom to leave for the hospital.  When we got down the flight of stairs, I decided on one more trip to the bathroom before the 30 minute drive to the hospital.  Going pee was the worse.   Even if I wasn’t in a contraction, going to the bathroom made one come on.  Then standing back up gave me one.  Jacob told me he was going to run the bags out to the car then come back to help me walk to it.  My reply (which I’m sure was quite grumpy) was that I wasn’t going to wait and I would walk when I could, since I couldn’t walk through these contractions.  I wanted to make progress to the car when I wasn’t in immense pain.

Up the outside stairs, into the garage, Jacob got the door for me and held my arms as I went through a contraction.

Now comes the worst 30 minutes.

The moment the car is turned on and we leave up the driveway, my contractions go to a new level.  I blame the vibrations of the car and being forced to sit, but dang they hurt!  The driving felt jerky, too fast and just made everything hurt so badly (I’m sure the driving was normal, I just wasn’t in a normal state).  Contractions were coming on every couple of minutes.  I would close my eyes, tap my fingers on the car door intensely, then as the wave of pain would pass, the tapping would begin to slow until it stopped.  Now even though the pain was unreal, we still managed to talk in between the contractions for some moments.  I don’t remember what about, except for two conversations.  We’ve laughed about the first one many times now.  At some point on our drive I said “I hope they don’t send us back home if I’m not far enough along yet”. Jacob lovingly agreed with my statement, but thought I was a crazy lady in his mind.  My worry didn’t happen.  The second conversation I recall was me telling him to take lots of pictures during the birth since I didn’t want the third baby to be left with no pictures.  That one didn’t happen either.

We arrive at the birth center parking lot at 8:30pm.  

Jacob went to park in an open spot near the birth center front door.  Unfortunately he didn’t see that the sign said ‘for practitioners’.  I saw it.  I yelled, “you aren’t a practitioner, you can’t park here”.  As he went to back out if the spot, I made him stop driving so I could handle the contraction in a non-moving car.  It passed and he parked in the next parking lot area.

We got out of the car, he grabbed our bags, and I had my arm over his shoulder as he helped me walk in.  A contraction hits and I’m on the ground.  I can’t stand through it.  It passes and we take a few more steps.  Another one comes and I’m back on the ground.  I then tell him to get a wheelchair, that I just don’t want to walk anymore.  He runs to the birth center to get one.  After the contraction passes, I get up, take a few more steps and another one hits me.  I’m back on the ground and I break down.  I can’t stop crying.  Not because of the pain, but it’s just an emotional release.  As I’m on the ground I see a lady walk by across the road and I’m instantly pissed – why is she not helping me?  I’m in labor, crying on the bark dust.  To her defense it was dark and I was in black clothes.

Moments later Jacob and a nurse come out with the wheelchair.  Lisa sees them and is walking up too.  She hadn’t seen me in the bark dust either and ran over along with Jacob and the nurse.  They helped me into the wheelchair (I’m still crying non stop) and offered many words of encouragement about how great I was doing.  Lisa told the nurse about my labor throughout the day, which midwife group was mine, that I wanted a water birth, and that triage probably wasn’t necessary for where I was at in my labor.

We went to triage.

In triage I got out of the wheelchair, and a contraction came on, which had me back on the ground on my hands and knees.  Maybe one or two more happen and my water broke.  I yelled, “my water broke – oh my gosh the baby is coming” probably on repeat.  The nurse insisted on checking me, so finally when I wasn’t having a contraction I let her check me.  And I was right, the baby was coming!  I’m off of triage floor and onto the bed, on my hands and knees with a blanket draped over me as they rolled me E.R. style to the delivery room.

Things are crazy – there are so many nurse – they are all getting things ready (I assume… Jacob tells me there were many and it was hectic).  We are in the room and I’m yelling over and over again, “take off my socks, take off my socks”.  Finally the midwife heard me and took them off.  She put Jacob at ease with her chill demeanor and made comments about how we are wearing the same socks.  She came to see my face, told me her name (I met her once or twice when I was pregnant with Zoe), smiled and said “let’s have a baby”.  Loved her already.

All this seems like it lasted a minute long, but I’m sure it was many more than that.  After my socks are off, a contraction came on and I wanted to push, so I did.  I’m pushing (maybe fast), and the midwife told me slow down a bit.  Another contraction came and I pushed as she guided me along – when to slow and when to continue – and then all of a sudden a baby was born!  The midwife laid her on the table under me (since I delivered her on my hands and knees).  The rest of my water broke right onto where she is laying (poor girl).  After the water wasn’t pouring down onto her, I remembered to look and see – it’s a girl! I grab her up and held her close as I sat on the bed.  Instant love.  Instantly I also felt totally normal again.  I went from the most intense thing in my life, to instant relief and no pain.

8:46pm Nova Sienna was in my arms.


I am still shocked by how quickly it went down.  We arrived at the hospital parking lot at 8:30pm and she was born at 8:46pm!  Never would I have imagined her arrival would be this quick, but it’s a birth I always hoped I would get to have – laboring at home as long as I could handle (in hindsight I cut it a wee bit close), no IVs and no need for pitocin.  Completely natural!


Like I said in the beginning of part 1, each of my kiddos births have been different and unique, and I’m so thankful to look back on all three with such a positive light. It is so amazing, thrilling, painful (but you really do forget that), and the greatest joy to bring babies into the world.  And then keep them and love on them!  And we sure love our Nova so very much.

I hope you enjoyed reading our experience.  I love birth and sharing our unique story.


Want to read more birth stories?  Check out Hunter,  Zoe and Nova’s below!

confessions of a pregnant group fitness instructor


Yesterday I taught my first post-baby fitness yoga class, and while I had not initially planned to do the workout as well, I was itching for some movement.  It had been a little over a month since my last workout (which was fitness yoga the day before I had Nova!), and my body was beginning to crave it.  I kept my movements easy, and it felt AMAZING!  Turns out I missed the endorphins too.

The class was easier than I expected, and I realized the reason why – I wasn’t pregnant anymore.  I didn’t realize how big of a difference that made until the baby bump was gone.


Today’s post I actually wrote 2 days before I had Nova, the day I taught my last Body Pump class.  I had planned to share it that weekend, but then Nova arrived!  And newborn life happened.  So with my first post baby workout in, now seems a great time to share my confessions of a pregnant group fitness instruction.  Because it hasn’t been that long since I was pregnant, and they are all SO TRUE.



It really does make me smile ear to ear when people tell me how amazing they think I am for teaching and doing what I do – while 9+ months pregnant.  What can I say? It’s endearing to hear nice things about yourself! (Everyone tell pregnant ladies how great they are, it makes them feel good)

If it wasn’t my job, I would not be working out like I do.  When you’re pregnant and tired, and tired and pregnant, it is SO hard to stay motivated to move, so I feel pretty blessed that I receive forced motivation to exercise almost daily.

Even when I really don’t want to teach (see tired and pregnant above) I NEVER regret it.  I love my classes, my people and I love how exercise makes me feel.  It helps me fight the tired and pregnant feelings.

Sometimes (most times) I am already sweating just moving my weights around and setting up for the class.  And THEN we start working out.

And then I can’t breath.  Not because I am working out really hard, but this child is pushing on my lungs and the whole moving/lifting/talking thing gets tricky.

I do a whole lot more “form checks” the more pregnant I am.  Hey, form is important!

I have peed myself a little during jumping jacks. More than once…

Black pants are the best.  See pee note above.  And hey, if your water breaks it will hide that better too!

Towards the end I worry that my water will break during a class and that my face will turn a new shade of red.  It would be a bit embarrassing, maybe a little gross for the gym floor, but then also exciting!

Teaching while pregnant is an instant motivator – so many people have told me that if I can do it while pregnant, they’ve got to try too.  How will I motivate like this when I’m not pregnant anymore?

A little pop and lock with a big baby bump during a warm up brings a whole lot of laughs to everyone.  Yes, I know my dance moves look even more ridiculous when I’m pregnant. Gotta keep exercise fun though!


Can you relate with any of my confessions?


no diets, just eat real food


I really dislike the word diet.  For years in my teens it was negativity associated with weight – the desire to lose it.  It’s a word that can carry a whole lot of stress, anxiety and worry along with it.  Just a whole lot of mental exhaustion.

I feel so thankful to have moved on past that part in my life.  I have embraced my love for food and no longer carry a diet mentality around.  I know it brings me more happiness and even more health too.  The food I eat, which in turn is my diet, makes me feel the best I ever have.  It nourishes me, takes care of me and allows me to be active and do all the things I want to do.


But as I write all this, I’m a bit saddened.  I know there are so many people, especially women, that live with the diet mentality I have known all too well.  The calorie counting, obsessing over when to eat next, the ‘diet’ foods that I assumed were healthier for me, worrying about foods I ate but “should have avoided” and the hunger.  Can anyone relate?  It’s not a fun place to be.  Not at all.

But I’ve moved on, and I am thrilled about it!  When I discovered that focusing on real foods, foods that are as close to nature as possible, would help me to not only feel amazing, but to also help me look the best I have in my life, I was hooked.  No more worry and stress, all I had to do was just eat real food.


Nowadays I fuel up with a ton of variety of beef, chicken, pork, lamb, fish, eggs, fruits, vegetables, lots of fats (butter, half and half, coconut/avocado/olive oil, fat from meats, avocado), plain whole fat yogurt, rice, nuts/nut butters, seeds, oats, some pasta, sweet and regular potatoes and of course, super dark chocolate or random treats, but they are not the bulk of what I enjoy and I work to limit excess added sugar because I feel best when I do that.  I cook often, buy a whole lot of ingredients and limit the processed foods that come into our house.

I have so much more to share on this topic, but I want to hear what your questions are!  What do you want answered in my next post on just eating real foods?

Happy Monday and start to the week!  Today I’m going to attempt my first solo trip to the grocery store with three kids.  Fingers crossed for success and no tears (from them and me).