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Small Joys and Happies

Reeses Easter Eggs.

Having the bathroom to my self at work.

Gabe singing, “Maria. Makes me. Laugh. Hahaha.”

The way Gabe asks for “chochos” and being excited when a cookie has sprinkles.

Full panel maternity pants.


Approaching 10,000 words on my book. 10,000 is just the start, but it will be a good day when I get there.

Feeling accomplished.

Finally checking some items off of my to-do list for baby #2.

Upcoming solo trips for my writerly well being.

Singing to Gabe while I wash his hair and having him not cry.

That this weekend is Gabe’s first hip hop dance class!

Hot chocolate.

Consistent baby movement.

Our growing House Savings.

Starting to wear dresses to work.

Soft maternity leggings.

When Kamel washes my feet before bed. (Small pregnant joys.)

Buying presents for friends and finding the perfect just-because card.

Finally solidifying plans for family portraits in May!

30 soon.



So I started freaking out a little bit over how much of this blog has become mom-centric. I do this every once in a while. When things get too 1 topic-y I have a little panic about creating a well rounded space/life/lalala etc. Because I definitely don’t think this is just a blog problem. It is reflective of what is happening in my pregnant/mom/wife/life world. Last weekend was really hard. It was hard because I was disappointed, because I felt like I let people down, because I had to flip a switch in a matter of minutes regarding plans that had taken us months to cement in place, because Gabe was sick and it took both Kamel and I...


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Thursday morning came and we did not get on a plane. The luggage was still half packed on my bedroom floor. Alllllllllll of my warm weather outfits went untouched. My bathing suit still has the tags on and will probably be returned. Instead of putting the final touches on our trip prep on Wednesday night, I watched Gabe throw up all over himself and our couch. Then throw up all over our bath tub and our bathroom floor and walls. And then Kamel and I spent the next two hours alternating between holding him, doing loads and loads of vomit laundry, wiping up floors and upholstery, while also canceling flights, haggling refunds, canceling...


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Second Pregnancy: The Physicality

As I’m huffing and puffing up a hill after lunch yesterday, a lunch I thought I might hurl up because somehow my stomach has migrated to the base¬†of my throat, I felt constricted by my own skin. By my own SKIN! I had this image of my back seam or front seam splitting open to reveal the true Lauren within! Thank you Pixar. The physical aspect of this pregnancy is so much more apparent. And I’m actually having a really hard time with body image this time around. Last time, I had some first trimester panic of OMG I’M CHANGING AHHHH. But this time I’m so much more interested in covering up and hiding my curves. I feel...


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Real Life Conversation: Misogyny

In the car on the way home from work last Friday a real life conversation happened and half way through I was already crafting the blog post in my mind. Kamel: You know, something interesting happened to me today. I saw my first ever Tesla with a woman¬†driver! Lauren: Oh fun! Kamel: And… I have to admit something. My first impression of it was totally not good. Lauren: …. why? Kamel: Well… my first thought was that she was driving her husbands car. It’s AWFUL! I know! Why is that my first thought? Isn’t that bullshit? It’s just so pervasive and part of this weird gender thing that happens in society! But,...


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Heat + Being Egg Shaped

I had an idea to post about what I’m planning on bringing to our 7 day trip to Miami as a 5+ months pregnant lady with a 6+ month-size bump. But then I realized: I kind of don’t know what I’m doing? So maybe I’ll try some things out and report back. Heat makes me anxious. It means less clothing and less opportunities to layer. I prefer hiding under cardigans and jackets and you’re never going to see me in a non-workout-T without a tank under it. Being pregnant in heat, with the beautiful and the tan all around me, makes me even more anxious. I prefer to feel like hot shit. I mean, in my perfect world I would...


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Things, March

I am still being extra productive on writing and it has me all excited and frothy about words on the page, about story, about craft. Lots of nerdy nerdy writing excitement is happening in the secret parts of my head. The quiet moments are filled with more action and less doubt, more forgiveness if I need to stop writing for the day, or skip a day, or even two, than guilt and shame and self-flogging. I think this is the most I’ve written on any 1 subject since grad school. This feels new and different and good. Now if only I’ll be able to finish a complete first draft before this next baby comes. Next week we are going to Miami to...


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Who the hell is she?


Seattle/Writer/Adventurer/Married to Kamel/Maker of many mistakes/Mom of 1 Gabriel and 1 TBD/Baker of things/Roaster of Vegetables/Maker of videos/Normal life photographer/Romantic/Irreverent/Honest

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