Today, I’m going to be reviewing the Misfits Market company and talking about whether this brand is worth the hype. This review is unsponsored–I’m not getting paid for my opinion. So, first, let’s talk about why I wanted to look at this brand. Back in January, I shared with you what it was like for
Why would Ginger Snaps and I–two die-hard meat lovers–attempt a vegetarian weekend? How did we not kill each other in the process? Let’s chat. Why we chose a vegetarian weekend Ginger Snaps and I are always interested in finding new ways to eat healthier and feel better. We’re not weight-loss people–that’s never really been our
In an episode of one of my favorite vlogs, The Sister Show, they talk about why it’s important not to talk about our children as if they’re burdens in our lives. As parents, we chose to welcome children into our lives, and we should be careful to show our children that we want them here.
I am extremely excited to announce that a piece I wrote is being featured on another blog, which can be found here: https://www.inspireyourmarriage.com/2018/11/09/advice-for-a-trouble-time-in-marriage-caits-story/ As always, communication between Ginger Snaps and me is extremely important to our marriage. Though this piece “airs our dirty laundry,” so to speak, please note that Ginger Snaps was on board
With a high-risk pregnancy, I always knew a C-Section may be a necessity, but neither my doctor nor I wanted to go that route. I have Factor V Leiden Deficiency, a blood clotting disorder that makes major surgeries—like a C-Section—especially dangerous for me. Only after 55 hours of unsuccessful induction—causing contractions and labor pains but
Back in July, I wrote a post on the must-have items for staying comfortable during pregnancy. Of course, back in July, I was only in my 2nd trimester, and I had little foresight as to what would come. While that list still feels relevant to me, especially if you’re still in the first or second
I wanted a boy. Having already revealed on here that Babyface is a little girl, admitting that I wanted a little boy makes my stomach twist with guilt. What kind of mom admits that the blessing she was given wasn’t exactly the blessing she wanted? But gender disappointment is a real part of a lot