How I Thrived While My Husband Worked Nights

My husband’s job of being a physician in Residency is very demanding. This month, he had to work two weeks of “nights”. He would go in for his shift around 5pm and get home around 7am. He has worked nights numerous times and each time I felt like I was going to lose my dang mind! Therefore, when I saw “Nights” listed in his future schedule, I thought, What can I do to not just SURVIVE, but actually THRIVE?

Based on personal experience (both good and bad) I constructed the following tips, tricks, and habits:

Wake up early for “me” time

I set my alarm for 5:15am. I mediated for nine minutes (that’s the length of my snooze button) then got dressed. I went downstairs and drank warm lemon water with honey to gently wake my body, and started a pot of coffee. Meanwhile, I read a chapter in the Bible and prayed/journaled. Next I cooked and ate breakfast with… get this–HOT coffee. Like, actual HOT coffee. I didn’t even know that existed in real life?! All of this took about an hour–just in time for my kids to wake up at 6:30. By getting myself entirely ready before my kids woke up, I felt armored to conquer the day.

{I plan on writing a post on this topic more thoroughly because it really has been life changing.}

Pre-made meals

Cooking for someone who wasn’t living my same “normal” hours was really difficult. By purchasing pre-made meals (from Costco), my husband could eat what he felt like when he felt like it, and I didn’t feel obligated to constantly have something prepared for him.

Paper plates

You may be saying, But this is such a waste! Yes, I know. I struggle with this tip, because while it’s super helpful and easy, it’s also bad for the environment. However! Did you know you can compost paper products? By eliminating the chore of constant dishes for the past two weeks, I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders.

Do laundry every day

I had the kids put their dirty clothes in the washing machine the night before (I actually do this all the time as our normal routine) and in the morning I added mine and started the wash. As They say, “A load a day keeps the mountain away.” I switched the load from the washer to the dryer before I took the kids to school and by the time I got back… Ta Da!… I had clean clothes! During our nighttime routine I helped the kids put their clothes away.

Stick to a predictable/tight schedule (that includes doing nothing)

At the start of the week I wrote things down in my calendar that were absolute MUSTS (i.e. school pick-up/drop-off, after school activities, appointments, etc.). Then I looked at our “free time”. It was important to me that I had no obligations to other people. It just seemed too stressful to try and make commitments when I wasn’t sure what my state of sanity was going to be. I’m glad I left free time for my children to play outside in the afternoons and burn some energy. It made for a *smoother* bed time.

Breakfast for dinner

Trying to keep my normal cooking routine was too much pressure in the past, especially since my husband wasn’t eating dinner with us. I didn’t want the stress of trying to get my kids to eat things they weren’t thrilled to eat; and since my husband doesn’t particularly care for breakfast for dinner, I figured these past two weeks were the perfect time to do it.

Get a babysitter

Handing over parental responsibilities to another qualified human being for a few hours a week allowed me to take a break and recharge.

Have a Fun Day!

My husband had one day in between his two-week night rotation so we took advantage of our time together and went away to the beach for one night/day. It was a last-minute decision and I’m glad we did it because it gave us all the much needed quality time we were yearning for as a family.

“Season of Sacrifice”

There were times where even though I was doing all of the above, I still felt overwhelmed. (Obviously completely normal!) If I felt those feelings rising, I stopped, took a deep breath, and remembered that it was just a “Season of Sacrifice” and “This Too Shall Pass”. I thought, It’ll be over before I know it and will be a distant memory.


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If your spouse is going to be away for a period of time, or is working an opposite schedule, I hope these tips will help ease that exhausting time. You can do it!




Thank you, New Bern

It’s been nearly five months since we uprooted my little family of five from the picturesque small-town of New Bern, North Carolina to sunny Southern California. And while I have never loved a place more climatically perfect, I have been feeling awfully nostalgic about the people I had to leave behind. The truth is, I could never put into words just how magical these people were to me, but I do have some words of gratitude to share:

Thank you for that time you babysat my kids so I could unpack my house.

Thank you for that time you came over for “Pizza, PJs, & Puffy Eyes” when our husbands deployed.

Thank you for that time we exchanged numbers for a play date.

Thank you for that time you drove over just to dispose of a dead bird on my porch because I. Just. Couldn’t. Deal.

Thank you for letting me borrow your husband (on more than one occasion) to hang picture frames and change light bulbs.

Thank you for that time you convinced me to join MOPS.

Thank you for all the dinners. And wine. And coffee. And chocolate.

Thank you for that time you drove me to the ER and watched my kids when I sliced my finger open.

Thank you for that time you let me cry and prayed over me when I missed my husband over Christmas.

Thank you for that time you stood by my side when I was Baptized.

Thank you for all the after-church family sushi dates.

Thank you for that time you helped me get through kindergarten.

Thank you for all the carpool line texts.

Thank you for all the Snapchats to brighten my day.

Thank you for that time you threw me a baby shower.

Thank you for that time you took my kids so I could nap.

Thank you for that time you took care of my kids while I had another baby.

Thank you for that time you helped me organize and prep my house to move.

Thank you for all the times you loved on my kids like they were your own.

Thank you for ALL. THE. TIMES. you told me we’d be friends no matter the distance…

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Life Lately… in Bullet Points… With Pictures

* Tomorrow is my little kiddies’ dance recital! I’m super excited for them. They’re the cutest bunch of three & four year-olds ever and I can’t wait to see them on The Big Stage in their sparkly pink Tu-tu’s.

* Speaking of Tu-tu’s, Emmy is obsessed with {my childhood book} All Tu-Tu’s Should Be Pink. We pretty much have to read it every night, or else I hear an incessant “tu-tu, tu-tu, tu-tu!!”

* Oh did I mention I have to dance tomorrow? Yep. For the teacher number. It’ll be my first time reeaally dancing since sophomore year of college…. more than six years ago! eeep!!

* My hubby’s boards are next T h u r s d a y ! ! I can’t believe he only has one more year of med school before our send address will read, “Dr. and Mrs.” weird.

* Little Miss Em has gotten herself a little attitude here lately. Where ever did she get it, baffles me? 

{okay, okay... she’s a mini-me…} 

* When you ask Emmy “Who do you love?” 95% of the time she’ll say “Mommy,” but I love it even more when she says, “My Daddy” <3

 {smitten over this pic, with our nephew peeking out}

 * Got out of my car to snap this… Who ever did this is flippin’ awesome in my book.

 * Apple.Cinnamon.Spice Belgium Waffles. (sub 1 cup water for applesauce + 1/8 ground cinnamon + 1/8 ground nutmeg) The.Best.Ever.

 * My motto… & art work

* I may or may not be slightly obsessed with anchors here lately… Navy wife, much? {again, my art work}

 * Found a new favorite drink: “Margorilla”… Frozen Margarita + Orange Sherbert = Amazingness

 * Got to cuddle with this most precious little love, Pippa. She made my uterus jump for joy.

* Had a colonoscopy on Wednesday. {TMI?} That was fun. No, really. BEST. SLEEP. EVER!!! Not gonna lie, it was kind of a mother’s dream. The ‘best sleep’ part–not the scope up my a…

any way…

* B and I will be celebrating our 2nd wedding anniversary in less than two weeks! & by celebrating, I mean watching him study for The Boards.

* Waking up by or before 6am every day, has changed my life. For reals.

* Indy turned 3 last Friday, but was on my naughty list since he nipped at Emmy. Granted, she stuck her hand in his face when he was eating… but still! From now on the dog’s food bowl goes away while Emmy is awake. {Learned my lesson}

* Emmy is doing so!much!better! in the Kids’ Zone at the gym. I haven’t been called out of Pilates in a while 😉

* I found an old journal from when I was ten years-old, where I had made a list of future baby girl and boy names {puhleease, you know you did it, too} & guess what name was on both lists… Blake! Coincidence? I think not!

* We’ve lived in our (rental) house for over a year now, and I still haven’t hung up all the picture frames.

* I gave myself a hair trim cut… saved $40. bazzzinga!

* I’ve already picked (and started planning) the theme for Emmy’s 2nd birthday. Hint: It’s one of her favorite books. Hint Hint: It’s on my Pinterest

* My life is complete now that So You Think You Can Dance is back on.


So what’s been going on in your life lately??!



Be Strong, Be Strengthened, Strengthen Each Other

“A strong woman works out to keep her body in shape…
a woman of strength joins other women to keep her soul in shape…
A strong woman isn’t afraid of anything…
a woman of strength shows courage in the midst of her fear…
A strong woman won’t let anyone get the best of her…
a woman of strength gives the best of her to everyone…
A strong woman makes mistakes and avoids the same in the future…
a woman of strength learns from life’s mistakes to create a stronger tomorrow…
A strong woman walks sure footedly…
a woman of strength knows her community will catch her when she falls…
A strong woman wears the look of confidence on her face…
a woman of strength wears dignity and poise…
A strong woman has faith that she is strong enough for the journey…
a woman of strength has faith that it is in the journey that she will become strong…
Women are charged to be strong…
women of strength are charged to strengthen each other…”

adapted by Rabbi Rick Sherwin
from a selection by Ruth Carter-Bourdon

Acts of Kindness.

Via video monitor, I laughed to myself as I spied on watched Emmalyn hang her stuffed Mickey Mouse over the crib, as if she were reenacting Michael Jackson holding his newborn son, Blanket, over a balcony. After tempting Mickey’s fate, she laid down with her mousey friend, Eskimo-kissing his soft black nose. Awww, I thought to myself. I secretly watched my little one continue this *ritual* three more times, before finally nestling down.

It’s funny watching Emmy on the video monitor. She has no idea I’m doing it. I’ve caught her numerous times, sitting up, holding her Baby (Glow Worm), patting her back and saying: “Aww, hi baby, hi.” It makes my heart smile, witnessing such a sweet gesture from a young toddler. For all she knows, she’s completely by herself in her crib. She’s not trying to get my attention, or show off for anyone. She’s hugging and rocking her Baby out of the kindness of her own heart. 

It got me thinking about the acts of kindness others do. Or don’t do.

“Little children, let us not love in word or talk but in deed and in truth.” {1 John 3:18}

It amazes me that people can stand idly by while a young mom (aka, me) is struggling to hold open a door for a stroller with a funky wheel, while simultaneously shushing a toddler fussing for Cheerios that a certain someone left in the car. Really, Katie? Really? Rookie mistake.

But I digress.

What kind of people don’t offer a lending hand? A hand that God gave them. To do good deeds. That means for others. It amazed me that a waiting room full of people didn’t flinch at the sight of a struggling Me. Four of which were already standing up. Two of which literally just walked in through the same door. Sheesh!

Do they not know that God is watching them on His own *video monitor*?  




for the first time, i’m participating in [just write] @ the extraordinary ordinary.

I’m Blank Because….

{FYI: This post was inspired by Ashley at Little Miss Momma.}
I’m weird because…
I break out into random dance.
I quote New Girl at least twice a week.
I love the smell of Emmy’s tootsies. 
I have an obsession with clearing out Emmy’s nose.
I love brushing my teeth.
My feet have to be covered when I sleep.
I don’t like Oreos.
I watch Secret Life of the American Teenager.
I have a specific way I have to sleep with my pillows.
I’m obsessed with my poodle pup.
I don’t mind getting shots or blood drawn.
If my hair is up, I have to have makeup on.
I’ve never eaten a Big Mac or Whopper. Never.
I’m a bad friend because…
I frequently forget to respond &/or hit ‘send’ to text messages.
I can’t commit to plans.
I sometimes use my daughter as an escape-route.
I’m a good friend because…
I pray for my friends everyday.
I would drop anything for them or their offspring.
I send random “I miss you” text messages.
I always lend a listening ear.
I send birthday cards.
I send ‘just because’ cards.
I hold their hair back when they’ve had one too many.
I’m sad because…
I don’t get to see people I love as often as I want.
I’ve lost touch with friends.
I threw out my high school journal.
I don’t always finish what I start.
We’ll be moving faaarr away from our family in less than a year.
I don’t take enough pictures/videos of my family.
I’m happy because…
God has blessed me!
Emmy’s hair is finally growing.
I get my yoga on.
My girl tells me she loves me.
I’m surrounded by people who care.
I see the greater good in things.
I’m a mommy.
We live close to both sets of parents.
I’m awesome because…
I’m ME.
I have a new-found outlook on life.
I go with the flow.
I’m a positive person.
I am capable of so much.
I’m excited for…
My little preschoolers’ dance recital next month.
Family vacation.
Black tea in the mornings.
‘Me’ time in the mornings.
Morning wake-ups with my little bambino.
Wednesdays’ back-to-back Pilates & yoga.
Couch cuddles with my hubby.
so what about you??

Where Did My Baby Go?!

Words cannot justify how I feel about my kid. Totally cliche, I know. But it’s true. I love being her mommy. I love hearing her call for me when she wakes up in the morning. I miss her while she’s sleeping! & even though I hate it when she’s feeling miserable, I do love that she’s extra cuddly.

In just a few short days, my baby will officially be a toddler. Just the thought of that word, puts a pit in my stomach. It sounds so silly {and again, cliche} to be dreading my daughter growing up, but I can’t shake it.

Pathetic maybe, but lately I’ve been mourning over the loss of her babyhood. Girlfriend’s growing up, y’all.

While I’m smitten over her toddler abilities, I’m going to miss the days where Emmy would let me hold and rock her chubby little baby body.

Okay, let’s be real…. I miss being able to sit her on the floor and be 100% confident she won’t go anywhere because, well, she can’t. {Those days are loooonnng gone, my friend!}

But with this new toddler-life, comes many perks:

Like the fact that she can sing every.single.letter of her ABCs.

& can count to TEN, clear as day.

{The part where she then proceeds to launch herself off the couch onto the ottoman? Notsomuch.}

Her vast vocabulary amazes me. Life is easier in so many ways now that she can verbalize her needs and wants. Although, sometimes it backfires…. like when I ask her what she wants, and she throws a hissy-fit because she wants “more cheese? okay! thank you,” and I say no because she’s already had 234 slices!

But oh how I love listening to her little girly voice–especially when she sings. Which she pretty much does 80% of the day.

My favorite is listening to her sing the hymnal, Father We Thank Thee…

& it never gets old when she interrupts me singing the ABCs, to sing Edelweiss, from The Sound of Music. Yes. She knows all the words. Her daddy taught her.

{seriously, what almost 18-month-old knows the lyrics to Edelweiss?!}

Not only is she Little Miss Chatterbox, but she’s also polite. 90% of the time, she will voluntarily say “yes, please,” “thank you,” “more, please,” etc… Melts.My.Heart.

Her ability to retain information amazes + dumbfounds me. I can say something once, and she remembers it for life.

I die over listening to her talk on the phone. She’ll walk around the house with either my iPhone or her pretend phone and have a whole conversation. With her GG (my mom), Auntie, ‘Mick-Mouse’, Daddy….

She cracks me up! “Hi Auntie. Ummm… Lucas? Hello. Ummm… Yes. Love you. Bye-Bye. See ya!” Then she holds the phone up to my ear so I can chat with them, too.

Although I’m dreading the thought of saying the words, “I have a toddler,” out loud, I am looking forward to what toddler-hood has to offer… dance classes, potty-training {not the training part, but the no diapers part}, swimming, art projects, more trips to Disney, and hopefully (but I won’t hold my breath) hair growth! Ha! I can’t wait for the day I can put a precious little pony in her hair 😉

If anyone has figured out a way to slow down the speed of babies growing, please feel free to share!



We May Not Have It All Together, But Together We Have It ALL.

I have an announcement to make:
I think I’m finally getting a hang on this whole *Mommy Thing*. Less than a year ago, I used to gawk look at seasoned mommas and think, “How does she do it?!” Her hair is freshly washed & smells like cucumber water, she’s rocking a cute outfit, and tampons aren’t falling out of her diaper bag. Staring at what I assumed was *perfection* I felt like I was drowning in the pool of motherhood, barely able to come up for air. 

Months ago I was lucky if I got out of the house before 11. 
& Me Time? pshhh! What’s that?!
A mommy friend of mine was over a while back when she accused me of being told me I was one of Those Moms: TheMomWhoHasItAllTogether.
My first thought was, Who me? Are you talking about me? Because I don’t see anyone who has it all together here.
My second thought was, Ohhhhh… now I get it! All those other moms–you know, the ones I thought had it all together? They must be just like me! 
They must stuff unsorted laundry behind closed doors. justlikeme. & they must sani-wipe like their life depends on it five minutes before company comes over. justlikeme. & they must trade a dish of potpourri for a pile of Boogie Wipes. justlikeme.
Yes. Yes, they must. 
We moms can do ANYTHING! But we can’t do EVERYTHING!
When my mother comes over, stares at the disaster zone clutter, and says to me, “Why don’t you put this away as soon as you walk in the door?” or, “This {} has been sitting here for weeks, Katie…” I simply reply back, “A messy house is a happy house… it means we’re busy making memories!”
{fortunately, my mom knows better now not to say anything… ;p }
But I digress.
The thought of people thinking I HaveItAllTogether makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside {thanks, brittany. ILY.}. It’s probably one of the best compliments a newish mommy can get. 
However, I wouldn’t HaveItAllTogether if it weren’t for making some adjustments in my life:
The utmost important tweak {in my opinion} I’ve made was waking up earlier. 5:45am earlier. This was a big jump for me because my sweet little one sleeps in until 8:30/9! {please don’t hate us…} I used to wake up when she woke up. You’d thinking sleeping in until mid-morning would be quite pleasant, but I found myself frantically scrambling to GetItAllTogether! It was no bueno, my friends…

Now, I have from 5:45 until 8:30ish to ease into my day on my own time. It usually starts off with a cup of tea, a quick stretch, check/respond to emails, pay bills, & do all the odds ‘n ends I’m too tired to do in the evening. I almost always have time to write, eat, & beautify myself. Then, when Emmy wakes up, she has my undivided attention.  & I’m not running back and forth between changing her diaper and scarfing oatmeal down my throat.

I was sooo not a Morning Person, my whole life, but now I am. My mind is clear and fresh, and I plan on keeping it that way!
{a little tip on turning myself in to a Morning Person is placing my iPhone alarm out of arm’s reach. aka… getting my tush out of bed!}

& how do I try to keep my house clean? By worshiping the queen of the Happy House. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t fall off the band wagon every now and again, but her routine and process has helped this momma out, y’all!

Also, to say I’m O.B.S.E.S.S.E.D. with Jen at IHeart Organizing, would be an understatement. She rocks my socks off! I highly recommend you check out all her hard work. It has changed my life for the better. Super corny, I know–but it’s true 🙂

Being a mom is always going to be a work-in-progress. Things don’t necessarily get easier… you just find ways to manage better. & over time, you might just *fool* some people along the way that you HaveItAllTogether. 

Now, excuse me as I’m off to scrape the snot off the diaper bag, and eat something other than Veggie Straws and Starbucks coffee.


Kids or no kids, what do you do in order to HaveItAllTogether?