Blogging about life and living it to the fullest. Pretend princess/mermaid. Actual basic southern millennial trophy wife.
Failure to Thrive March 24, 2018
Shattered February 15, 2018
Married to Medicine

Married to Medicine aka that Doctor Wife Life

Another welcome distraction that's been getting me through the last few weeks has been residencselfiey interviews. Basically an excuse for Matt and I to get away for a night while someone watches the babes, which, for those of you with kids, you know feels similar to (if not better than) when your parents told you you were going to Disney World when you were little. Or maybe that's just me. Either way, it feels pretty great to be able to get away for a little bit with just the husband. At the very least, I can look forward to using the bathroom in peace and going to bed/waking up whenever I decide to. And I don't have to share my food. See these are things that you take for granted before you have children.
Keeping Up with the Mazzolas

God Bless America

[caption id="attachment_337" align="alignright" width="277"]vote Voting can be exhausting...[/caption] Disclaimer: political views are a touchy subject, and to anyone who happens to read this that has differing opinions than mine, I am sincerely sorry if this offends you. That is not my intention. I respect you as a person, and I respect your opinion and will gladly agree to disagree. We can all be friends here.

Here I Go

So I've had a pretty warm reception to this little blog. THANK GOD. That could have been pretty embarrassing, but I think when you start something for yourself that's genuine with no expectations (maybe minor expectations...let's be real) of being successful, then that's when things tend to work out. I'm pretty confident that that's what has gotten me to this point in my life so far. If people tell me I'm good at writing, then by all means am I going to milk that as far as it will take me. Plus, if there are people out there that are like me (and I know I'm not THAT weird), then I know there's got to be an audience that will enjoy reading about all the juicy details of someone else's life. So goes human nature-- I like knowing other people's business, so I'm sure some people will like knowing mine too.

A River Runs Through It

Today was a good day. The weather couldn't have been more perfect-- not a cloud in the sky. A perfect Saturday for football. While I envy those of my friends who've yet to have kids. thereby freeing their weekends up for tailgating and actually attending games, there isn't any other way I would have rather spent my Saturday morning than the way I spent it today. Today, hubs and I loaded up the boys and journeyed out to the river.

When You Thank God for Poop

I have been in such a low place for the last couple of days, and social media just makes it worse-- yet like a car crash, I just can't look away. So I'm just going to keep doing this to myself, I guess. Sigh. Pregnancy announcements, gestational month countdowns, ultrasound pictures, pictures of growing bellies, pictures of toddlers wearing "I'm a big brother/sister" appliquéd shirts, pictures of new babies all filling up my feed and making it impossible to focus on anything other than the fact that I'm supposed to be pregnant right now. I'm supposed to be the annoying poster on instagram who is oversharing pictures of my adorable baby bump with a whiny caption like "beached whale status, gah I'm pregnant AF lol". I wish I was still pregnant. I wish to God I was still carrying sweet baby James. The point of this post was not to whine, so I'll move on.

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