Knock on wood, I haven’t gotten any new stretch marks during my first or second trimester (other than the ones that already existed on my thighs and hips). Granted, I still have a few months left, so anything is possible regardless of my current skin regimen.
Can you imagine giving up coffee? For more than a week? How about forever? Not most would be able to answer yes. Just as the slogan says, “America runs on Dunkin” aka we need caffeine to survive. And it’s true. The smell, the taste, the jolt you get from the mornings first sip all stem from coffee.
Growing up in the middle of siblings made celebrating personal milestones hard because of the lack of recognition. So when I was finally old enough to drive, I gas’d up my car and decided to make a celebration of my own, Birthday-palooza. Instead of celebrating my birthday for one night, why not celebrate it for an entire month? Whether it means traveling somewhere, going out to dinners, bar crawling, trying new things – the options were endless. As long as I was surrounded with my people, I felt special and celebrated.
When I was younger, you would never find a bottle of honey anywhere in our household. Besides the fact that the word “healthy” never crossed my parents mind, honey to them was extra and totally unnecessary. I mean, why would we have honey when you can just put butter on top of whatever you were eating. And no, not the good grass fed dairy type. The I can’t believe it’s not butter processed garbage. I never had a bottle of honey in my kitchen until I moved out and researched the serious benefits of why it should be a permanent pantry staple.
Hell yeah we’re on Healthy Quickie series #2. This month’s topic is kombucha. I’m sure by now you at least know what kombucha is…otherwise bravo to you for reading a post where you didn’t know what you were about to read. I started my kombucha journey about two years ago when I first began repairing my leaky gut and because I’ve seen some MAJOR improvements since I began, I’ll never get off the probiotic train.
One of the most commonly asked questions I’ve gotten since my miscarriage is “when you going to start trying again?” Let me tell you how enraging that question is. I mean SHIT, it took my body 3 months after miscarrying to lose the HcGs, it took my mind / confidence even longer to heal (up until late March to be exact), and we lost our adopted puppy from Distemper in February. Of course trying again for our Rainbow Baby has been a priority, but can you cut a girl some slack?
Ugh what I would do to live in Italy. Although I’ve only visited twice, I’ve spent a good chunk of time there both times I’ve visited. As you can imagine, my favorite part of Italy is obviously the food. Don’t get me wrong, the sites are beautiful and the air is fresh AF, but the food is pure gold. I had ZERO stomach or skin issues when I was just there. None. I ate whatever I wanted, where I wanted, no limits on quantity either. And even though we walked around a ton everyday, I LOST weight. Yes, lost. Why? Again, the food is pure.