Uncategorized – With Love, Aunt Megs

Finding my inner age through blood work testing

Dear Avery, Life in your 30s shifts when your body starts to slow down or not be asadaptable as it once was. It’s the decade where most of us start optimizing ourlives to prevent or stay ahead of potential illnesses to come. And that’s preciselywhat your Uncle and I have been doing over the lastContinue reading “Finding my inner age through blood work testing”

Waiting for my daughter

Dear Harper Breese, I’ve been in “active labor” for over 5 days now with you, but you seem to be too cozy in my belly at the moment. I’ve felt your strong kicks and movements for months now, and I can’t help but believe this just means you will be a strong-willed and powerful forceContinue reading “Waiting for my daughter”

Emergency Room Visits, Quarantine, and Belly Laughs with the Happiest Baby: My First Year of Motherhood

Dear Avery, I did it. I just experienced a full year of motherhood – during a pandemic that included 15 months of quarantine – and my son is healthy, happy, and a very relaxed soul. Having a child does change almost every aspect of your life. Suddenly the dinner dates in Laguna Beach or happyContinue reading “Emergency Room Visits, Quarantine, and Belly Laughs with the Happiest Baby: My First Year of Motherhood”

Jan 6th, 2021 – A dark day in US history

Dear Avery, On the morning of January 6th, the first thing I did when I woke up was check the Georgia runoff election results. Would the Democrats take over the Senate or not? It came down this election. One Democrat senator had won, the other on the verge of winning (later to win!). I tookContinue reading “Jan 6th, 2021 – A dark day in US history”

8 years of waiting to meet you, little one

Dear little one, This letter is 8 years in the making. 8 years of yearning to become a mother. The magical time has come, and I get say “I’m pregnant”. Something I’ve been longing to say out loud. And now the time is here. You are currently the size of an avocado and doing back-flipsContinue reading “8 years of waiting to meet you, little one”