How do you have so much energy???

The last time I was in Miami I was talking to my friend Kelly, she mentioned not wanting to go do something because she was tired and I jokingly replied “if I didn’t do things because I was tired, I’d never leave the house.” I kinda saw a “lightbulb moment” in her, and she replied, “you know what, you’re right.”

From the outside looking in I can easily see how people seem to think I have this endless supply of energy and enthusiasm that keeps me bouncing from one activity to another, sometimes scrolling through my Instagram feed leaves me wondering how I do it all too, but honestly, life’s to short to be boring, at least for me.

I’m a planner by nature. Parties, nights out, lunches, trips, I love creating fun for everyone. Spending time with my friends invigorates me, even if I have to drag my ass out of bed to get there, I’ve never come back from a night out wishing I’d stayed at home instead.

Vacations (or trips I should say, since we always take the kids,) can take weeks of planning, go dreadfully wrong, and yet, I’ll still come home thinking “when’s the next one!”

Anyone that knows me knows I’m easily excitable and always up for fun (just say YES!) If Jazz hands were a person, they’d be me, but I’ve also learned over the years, that the best way to keep your energy up, is to take the time to recharge when you need it.

Time alone, my door closed, no kids and a movie in bed can bring me back when my reserves are low, when I “hit a wall” I let my family know and hide out for awhile.

Finding that perfect balance took me years, maybe even decades, but I did, and I couldn’t be happier at how it’s all worked out.


Having kids doesn’t have to suck.

Scrolling through the internet last night and I couldn’t help but notice the overall theme of parenting, especially motherhood, it was a leggings and messy bun nightmare, where going to Target alone was considered the highlight of our week.

This does not have to be the case.

Parenting can still rock, you can still have fun, dance on tables, stay up past 10pm and , ya know, be yourself.

I’ll admit when my older girls were little, I bought into the whole “martyr” mommy thing too, thinking that being a mom meant I had to put myself second and that there was no more room for “me.” Then I moved to Miami.

Let me say Miami moms have worked out this amazing combination of enjoying life with kids, within weeks I saw how easy it was to find the balance, how you can be a great mom (even better I think, because what kind of role model was I really setting,) and be able to still go to the beach or dancing with your friends.

I looked around and saw happy parents, and I thought “yes please.”

10 years later and I’m still enjoying it, I love seeing my friends, planning time away from the kids, traveling as a family, I stopped asking for a break and learned how to take one. No matter how much I love them, I’m not going to be miserable for them.

So for all you new parents, or parents to be, don’t let the stereotype of motherhood scare you, yes it’s hard at times, sure you’ll be tired, but there’s light at the end of the tunnel and it can be amazing!!!

“Bouncing” back after having a baby, tips and lessons I’ve learned over the years.

First let me say, I’ve never been one to “bounce” back, normally I land with a soft thud, and it takes me 9 months and a few breakdowns to get to a point where I feel good about myself again, (I know I should be more PC and love myself and my body, but that’s not me, I like fitting in my clothes and wearing a bikini so….whatever.)

This time I decided to try something new, I didn’t eat for 2 while I was pregnant (and when I had a craving I said a quick no,) and I’ve been watching what I eat since Aspen was born (instead of my usual, sugar fueled , Ms.Pac Man self.)

It’s working. For the first time I’m ok, I feel like I’m looking good and feeling even better…. Woo hoo.

I get dressed, even if it’s just in another bathrobe. After my first was born, I didn’t care, bathing was irregular, my clothes were often whatever I found on the chair from the day before , I had an “it’s all about the baby, who cares about me,” mentality.

Turns out that’s not very good for my mental health, getting dressed, doing my hair, putting on some makeup, that makes me feel better, more “Braunwyn,” and less dairy cow.

I chill. The first few weeks I take it easy, I’m doing what’s most important, bonding with Aspen, almost everything else can wait.

Bed share…It’s the only way any of my kids have slept, I’ve noticed in the past few years how scared new moms are taught to become…it’s sad, but honestly, sleeping with my babies is the most natural thing there is.

Nursing is hard. In case no one knows this, it hurts too. I’ve been lucky that it’s always come easy, but that doesn’t mean I’m immune to clogged ducts and cracked nipples …..currently writing this with a heating pad on mine.

Sleep deprivation is no joke, but you will survive, you might hallucinate a little, driving might not be the best idea, but you will survive ….it’s actually amazing how well I can function on no sleep, just don’t ask me to “math” or anything.

Let your husband sleep….seriously, if your nursing there’s no point, and the only thing worse then 1 sleep deprived parent is 2, I’m pretty sure Sean and I got into more fights when Bella was a baby at 4 am then all the other times put together.

Laugh. If you have the option to laugh or cry….laugh. Although you’ll cry a lot too, new babies make you feel everything so much more!!

To me this is the easiest age, it’s hard to mess up, they’re just so cuddly and lovable, they can’t roll their eyes or slam doors. It’s perfection, so relax and enjoy it, because the most important thing I’ve learned is how quickly it all goes by.

I’m sure there’s a ton more I’ll remember later…. but she’s done nursing and hates to be down, off to walk in bouncy circles!!