The Art of Running in the Rain

"To give anything less than your best, is to sacrifice the gift." -Prefontaine

Mira Is Two Months!!!

Well, I would be lying if I said these last two months have breezed by. It’s such an interesting time warp with a newborn…everybody now, ‘let’s do the time warp again!’


Sorry I had to 🙂

When Dave was home from work we talked about how the days melted into one another, and I can’t think of a better way to describe it. I’m definitely jealous of countries that offer a year of leave (ehhmm Canada), but we made due with what we got and I’m so glad we had him while we did.

So I missed a one month post, but I kind of discussed our first month with bean in this post.


My hope is that I can do a monthly post so she has a virtual baby book to look back on when she’s older. Lord knows I wouldn’t be able to do a physical baby book. So let’s fast forward to today, Mira is two months old!


This month has been hard for our little girl as we learned she may have reflux 😦 We are starting to get it under control, but it’s been a tough go for her. My mom described having a newborn like having an exchange student living with you, and I felt that was an apt comparison. I think we’re starting to get a better sense of her.



  • Baths
  • Papa bouncing her on the yoga ball
  • Swinging (sometimes)
  • Being worn
  • Eating
  • Going for walks (while being worn, not in the car seat)
  • Teddybear made out of Nonno’s shirt
  • When mama calls her a goose
  • Sticking your tongue out at her
  • Mirrors
  • Looking around
  • Books (baba haha, baby faces)
  • Music (Brandi Carlile, The Doors, The Beatles, Kendrick Lamar, Regina Spektor, The Decemberists, and Ingrid Michealson)


She looks so much like my nonna when she cries!



  • Pooping
  • Car rides (oh lord)
  • Going to sleep
  • Being put down for longer than 10 minutes
  • When mama sneezes (this happens, and then she cries so hard)

Initially we thought she had a digestive issue so after her one-month appointment we began giving her probiotics. That did seem to help for a time but she continued to cry with extreme frequency. So when we saw the pediatrician for her two-month appointment he recommended we try reflux medicine (he had thought that might be her problem at the one-month appointment, but he wanted to give the probiotics a try first). Honestly today was the first day that we had some relief from excessive crying, and we are so grateful (both for our sanity and her upset).



  • Auntie Jill
  • Auntie Lolo (Lauren)
  • Guncle Canaan
  • Cousins Julia, Carlos, Mason, and Logan


Today we were discussing the things we are grateful about regarding our little miss and here is the list we came up with:

  • Her smile at 5 weeks (with all the crying we needed that interaction so early)
  • Her alertness
  • Sleeping at night (she’s pretty good about only waking up every 3-4 hours)


There’s a lot that’s been SUPER difficult in this first few months. Saying that on the blog is really difficult for me because I have a lot of guilt surrounding the fact that I don’t feel like everything is all flowers and sausages! Dave’s therapist really described it well, ‘you both have set an expectation on yourself that it should be really easy/amazing for you since it was so hard to get to this point.’ Accepting that it’s okay it didn’t turn out exactly how we planned and letting go of the control has been very helpful.

I love our little bean, can’t wait to check in with you guys at three months.

Be well.



Pump and Post I

You can thank Dave for that creative title 😉 I have a feeling it might turn into a recurring theme so I’m making this the first installation.

So now that you know what I’m up to atm, I thought I’d fill you in on the last little bit of my life. Something about the number three is sticking in my head today so I’m going to share three things from a few categories of my life.

Favorite Third Trimester Workouts:

I. Body Pump – Up until week 39 I was able to do 2 body pump classes a week and it felt great! The energy that lifting gave me was so helpful and I think it definitely helped me through my labor.


II. Walking – It’s been a family tradition to complete bloomsday every year and I wasn’t going to let pregnancy hold me back from that. It was the slowest bloomsday I’ve done yet and I had to stop four times after mile 5 due to some horrible cramps (TMI, but I was having some digestive issues that I believe added to the difficulty), but I DID IT!


III. Spin – It’s interesting how the difficulty of spin evolved throughout the pregnancy. During the second trimester I felt some pain in my hip flexors and then in the third trimester it became hard to sit on the seat. It was never too painful to do though and I’m proud of myself for getting myself to classes up until the very end.


Baby Shower: 6/3/2017

I. Friends – Thank you to these ladies for throwing an amazing baby shower (and to my mama, who also helped out a TON but I didn’t get a photo with her)

Baby shower ladies

2. Cugina – Kate helped from afar by getting this beautiful cake, she was missed for sure, but the cake was delicious! Also, did you see the donuts? My mom and friends know me so well 🙂


III. Shower dress – In general I haven’t LOVED Target’s maternity section but I found this dress and it was amazingly comfy and pretty cute!


Labor: 6/15/17-6/16/17

I. My labor team – Dave was an amazing support during labor. Him, my doula, and the labor and delivery nurse really helped me through it all.


II. Partial drug free labor – Though it didn’t go exactly as planned I worked so hard for a drug free labor and I’m proud to say that outside of a few doses of fentanyl I stuck to it. My nurses face (Pauletta was literally the BEST) says it ALL! I am also proud to say that I was the loudest person in labor that night 🙂


III. Dave’s tears – If you know me then you know I’m a crier, but I guess I don’t cry at major life events (e.g., weddings, child birth). But I love that my husband does, I’m so happy Mira will grow up knowing a man that shows all his emotions.


Mira In The Hospital:

I. The Five A.M. Crew – Mira was born at 4:23am on Friday June 16th, so need I say more about the people who stayed up until five a.m. to meet our new little human. Nonna brought the nurse’s donuts too, she’s the besht!


II. Family of three – Although I felt I could have left the hospital in the evening on Friday they had us stay until Saturday. It ended up being nice spending those first 24 hours in our little hospital room nook with my newly expanded family.


III. Watching the love of my life become a dad – people talk about how amazing this is all the time and they definitely aren’t exaggerating.


Favorite Post-Partum Items:

I. First Forty Days – This book is amazing. It is primarily a recipe book and everything Dave has made so far has been delicious, I’m just so glad that he’s always enjoyed nourishing me with his amazing culinary skills. I have also really enjoyed the lifestyle portion of the book. They talk about the Chinese traditions/philosophies for the first forty days post-partum and all that goes into setting yourself up for the best healing possible. I highly recommend it!


II. Belly Bandit – I haven’t had it officially diagnosed yet but based on self assessment I experienced some diastasis recti, which is when your rectus abdominis separate due to the tissue thinning. Although the belly bandit has not been scientifically proven to bring the muscles back together (I’ll be doing my deep core workouts to help promote that) it feels good to wear it and I feel it has helped assist my uterus in contracting and bringing my belly in.

Belly Bandit

III. Nipple Whip – This stuff is literally the best, the end.

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Mira’s First Few Weeks:

I. Holding her ciuccio – I mean when it’s you and your chooch against the world you gotta hold it tight!


II. Fisher Price Rock ‘N Play – Mira really enjoys sleeping in this thing, of course she prefers being held (who doesn’t???) but this thing has been really nice for naps.


III. First Bath – the actual bath was a real upset for little Mira, but I really wanted you to see the adorable towel picture when she was so relieved to be out of the water.


Parent Judgements – I have to preface this one with my love for growing as a person and admitting/working on my faults. Before becoming a parent there were silly things that I looked at and judged, now that I’ve lived it I definitely still have some judgements 😉 but there are a few things that I have a better understanding of, so here they are:

I. Riding in the backseat with your baby – I have no idea why I hated seeing parents do this, but now I know that in the first few weeks of your babies life it’s hard not to want to ride with them. For me it had to do with anxiety about how she was sitting in the car seat. People like to say shit like “Oh just wait, the worrying only gets worst” but I have to say that for me the level of anxiety has decreased in just the last week of getting used to her. Also, I can’t wait until I can work out again (which ALWAYS helps me with my anxiety).


II. Bed Sharing – I understand why it’s not for everyone and why it wouldn’t be safe in all situations; however, it works for our family and it’s so nice to get 4-5 hour stretches of sleep 🙂


III. Okay, so Dave and I have been sitting here for the past five minutes trying to think of another one and I can’t think of anything. I turned to him and said “I don’t think there is a third one,” he laughed and said, “it’s just that you judge so much.” HAHA my husband knows me.

So I’ll leave you with a few pictures of Mira meeting her nonno, nonna, and grandma.




Be well.


Pregnancy Thus Far And A Week In Workouts

This pregnancy has been an up and down of emotions. At times I feel blessed that we made it through such a tumultuous time and have been able to carry this baby thus far and then other times I’m an emotional wreck, feeling guilty about any negative feelings I have towards the pregnancy and how it has impacted my body. I try to allow myself all feelings, but the guilt creeps in at times. I’ve found there are a few things that can help me get through it and I thought I’d share them on the blog so other people who may be experiencing pregnancy after loss (or just similar guilty feelings) can find solace in knowing A. They’re not alone and B. There are things that help.

1. Gratitude. One of the strategies I have utilized to keep a peaceful frame of mind is gratitude. I’m grateful for a. being able to have this baby b. the love and support I have in my partner c. that I live in an amazing city with so many amazing opportunities for myself and my family d. that I have a home e. that I have friends and family that I love f. that I have health care (fucking Trump) g. that I love my job. And honestly the list goes on and on. When I’m feeling down I start running through the list of things I’m grateful for and it really does help.

2. Healthy eating. I feel that throughout this pregnancy I have been able to eat a healthy balance of 80/20. I can’t imagine never indulging in those things that your pregnant body desires (in my case Cadbury egg, popsicles/slushies, doughnuts <–okay this one might not be pregnancy hehehe), but I’m extremely head strong about maintaining a balance with healthy foods. Here are some of my faves so far:


Avocado toast, banana almond butter toast.


Sauteed spinach.


Savory eggy oats.


Smoothie bowl.


Whole foods salad.


Bagel with cottage cheese cucumbers and tomato.


Brown rice with Kale and egg.

3. Hydration. I’ve also been sure to drink 80-100oz of water a day. This has kept a lot of the negative symptoms at bay and I’m so happy about that.

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4. Finding inspiration. I’ve been inspired by so many bloggers in general during the last 4 years that it was intuition to start finding those who had given birth. I love reading the Hungry Runner Girl, Peanut Butter Fingers, and The Fitnessista. On Instagram I recently found Hayley Bolton’s account and she is so REAL and inspiring. I also follow Knocked Up Fitness on IG (I have her DVDs too), which lead me to really watch out for Diastasis Recti and see a personal trainer when I felt it had happened to me (Thanks Erica!). Lastly, I follow Natalie Jill Fit on Facebook (I’m rarely on facebook now but she has great videos). These women do not sugar coat things, they are women that have worked hard after pregnancy/delivery (with things not always going smoothly) and it is truly inspiring.

5. Hiring a doula. The doula has already been such a great support. I had some pretty intense sciatic nerve pain and she had some great suggestions for how to sleep at night that would help and it completely has! She also gave me an acupressure point for anxiety/sleep, and has shown me some dance moves to help alleviate that ‘full’ feeling that happens near the end of the day.

6. Working out. Ever since my first pregnancy I found that the times I felt the best were when I was working out. But this has rung true even more so during this pregnancy. At the beginning of the pregnancy the nurses/doctors at the high risk clinic advised me to keep my workouts easy (which was a real bummer), but as soon as I hit 12 weeks and went to a regular OB I was cleared to do my normal thing. I’m so proud of myself that I’ve gotten in 5-6 workouts a week and I don’t feel like I’ll be stopping any time soon. My workouts have consisted of: Body pump, Spin, Mixxed Fit dance, Kettle bells, walks, and hikes.  It’s crazy how I can be sitting on the couch and think ‘my hips hurt and maybe I shouldn’t go workout,’ but once I’m at the gym doing it my hips feel much better.

I spoke with my doctor again yesterday and she was very happy that I’m able to engage in this level of activity, she wants me to keep going for as long as I can. A lot of things change during pregnancy and if this can be something that stays consistent and can help me recover afterwards then this is something that definitely makes me happy when I’m feeling down on myself.

I wanted to share what week 32/33 in workouts looks like for pregnant Nicole:

1. Thursday, April 27th was a 45 minute spin class. Forgot my watch, so you get a picture of the bike instead.


2. Friday April 28th was an hour and a half walk with Dave (prepping for Bloomsday), we got a little bit of jogging in there.


3. Saturday, April 29th was suppose to be a Body Pump class, but I got such little sleep Friday night that I decided to sleep past my 7am alarm and do a 45 minute workout from Erica Ziel’s Prenatal Sculpt DVD. I love these things, they are a really great work out!

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4. Sunday April 30th (HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME) was a sweaty spin class.

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5. Monday, May 1st was a rest day. I took the boys out for walks, but kept it really minimal because my body definitely needed a break.

6. Tuesday, May 2nd was another great spin session.

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7. Wednesday, May 3rd was time for some weight lifting at Body Pump.

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My goal has been to get 3-4 days of cardio a week and 2 days of weight training, and so far so good. I’m taking advantage of this time when my body feels good and I feel like I can get out the door and do it. If there comes a time when my body says no, then I will listen, but thankfully it continues to love these workouts.

So now you’ve heard what’s been getting me through the ups and downs of pregnancy, hope it’s helpful to anyone having similar feelings.

Be well!

Baby Moon At Willows Inn

A couple weekends back Dave and I celebrated our baby moon at Willows Inn on Lummi Island and I never want to forget that place. It was extremely relaxing, the food was delicious, and it was a perfect way to get time alone together before we become three. Just a heads up that there a TON of photos coming your way, I’m going to keep the descriptions to a minimum (the photos really do speak for themselves).


We arrived on Friday, checked in, and made our way to our room.


The grounds were beautiful!


We stayed in the “Cottage,” which is quite aptly named as it is essentially a stand alone cottage.


In the lobby they had a bunch of snacks and beverages for guests to grab and munch on, so we made some plates and ate them while enjoying the view from our porch.



After our refuel we headed down to the beach that’s in front of the Inn and walked a bit. We were so lucky with the weather it was sunny the whole weekend!


That night we grabbed a bite at the Beach Store Cafe (really good food – we determined that you would have to be if you were one of three restaurants on an island that included Willows Inn) and brought it back to our cottage.


We started off Saturday with a beautiful hike. The first part of the hike included almost ALL the elevation gain, which was a little difficult, but the views along the way were worth every difficult breath. Pregnancy is so weird, you can complete an hour long spin class and not feel breathless, but try walking up a hill or stairs and man.


Once we got to the top we saw a Bald Eagle fly by, it was awesome.


Back at the room it was time to get ready for dinner.



The eating area is beautiful!


We started off with a cocktail for Dave and a mocktail for me 🙂


Then came the food…

Toasted kale leaves


Savory doughnuts


Golden char roe


Raw scallops in raw goat milk (for dave – they were really amazing about pregnancy substitutions)


Raw clams (for Dave)


Grilled shitake (for me)


Shoots steamed in angelica


That was the last dish before heading to our tables so I wandered around and snagged some photos.



View from the porch.


The area where they grill/smoke.


Back to the food…

Salt roasted beets with gin yogurt (for me)


Raw mussels in nettles (for Dave)


Lightly-cured rockfish in a broth of grilled bones


Reefnet caught smoked sockeye


This was definitely our favorite, and Dave was in his happy place.


Grilled geoduck clam and cured pork.


Charred wild nettles.


Herb tostada (Dave’s had an umami puree and mine had a mustard greens puree – both amazing).


Dungeness crab soaked in pinenut milk.


Black cod and currant leaves.


Bread from heirloom wheat and pan drippings.


Caramelized sunflower roots and squid


Everyone was in need of a little break so we all got up and walked around, took some photos and enjoyed the views.



We were then given a palate cleanser made of toasted birch branches, it reminded me of the spa.


Quince and candied rosemary.


Woodruff and nettles


Pears, pumpkin seeds, flax seeds.


On the way out they gave us more of their house made bread to enjoy later.


Everything about the meal was perfect and delicious. We are excited to go back during a different season.


We had massages in the afternoon on Sunday so we pretty much spent the whole morning relaxing in our cottage. We may or may not have had an easter egg hunt.


After our massage we went on another hike and then walked along pebble beach.



On our last day there we enjoyed the pre fixe breakfast that they do at the Inn.


It started with yogurt, apple, pear butter, and granola.


Palate cleanser (ginger, apple, pear, celery)


I’m sorry for the upcoming blurry picture, but it was the best part of the meal so I have to include it. I think I was just so excited to eat I rushed the picture hehe.

Buckwheat crepes, sautéed kale, radish with creme fresh, bacon, salmon, prosciutto, cheese, honey, soft boiled egg.


Pine nut biscuit.


And then it was time to head home. We enjoyed our stay so much, but we were ready to get back to our boys and home. Such an amazing weekend, I highly recommend you visit!

Be well.

11 Years, Feels Like 2

My friend showed me this video and man did I cry after watching it.  It made me think of the last eleven years I’ve had with this guy..


Charlie has been with me through some pretty difficult times in my life and I really don’t know what I would have done without him.


When I first met Charlie they said they had found him roaming the streets of Seattle.  I took him to the play area Seattle Animal Shelter has in their backyard and he was totally aloof.  This was what I wanted in a dog.


He was fooling me though, playing coy I think.  Because this dog has a tremendous amount of personality.  He gets very excited to see pretty much everyone, Tara always says the song that goes, “I didn’t mean to scare you, you just seemed really nice” reminds her of him and it’s completely true.


Charlie was named after the dog in this movie, and while he’s really more like ‘itchy,’ I just love how she says his name, I say it to him in her voice all the time.

This dog means so much to me, I often cry thinking about what my life will be like without him. I used to get upset at myself for worrying about that, but I now know that when I cry for that (hopefully) far off future I’m just practicing the sadness that will inevitably be. Sadness, disappointment, loss, they are all a part of life. Let’s not pretend these things don’t happen, but let’s celebrate what we have right now. Knowing, that when the hard time does come, we will be sad, but also resilient.

I love you my Charlie bone ❤

Dave’s Guest Post – Running & Marching

My husband is a really good writer, and this morning he wrote something beautiful that he’s allowed me to share with the world. So here you go….


Yesterday I ran.  It’s not unusual, I run most every day.  Running is cathartic, the strain mixed with the rhythm, it gives me quiet between the static.  Usually I think about work problems that I’ve been trying to figure out, sometimes I think about what life will be like for my wife and I in the future, but yesterday I thought about my daughter who’s soon coming into the world.

I ran for 11 miles, almost 2 hours of rhythmic tapping on the pavement with each foot, one after another.  In that time I pictured what she’ll be like.  I mulled over hopes and dreams superimposed on a tiny body that’s yet to feel the air of our world.  Part of the time I ran past the University of Washington and had an imaginary conversation in my head of driving my young daughter past it, her asking me “what’s that daddy?” me saying, “that’s a university!  You can go there one day if you want to.”  Then I thought about the incredible privilege that that statement implies.

I ran through the Washington Park Arboretum, I saw all the signs and markers explaining the greenery and the nature around me.  My mind drifted off to the Park Service, who is being silenced by our current government and I imagined a day that I’d be walking with my daughter through such a park, telling her that it exists because people stood up to bad people.  They refused to be silenced.

I ran through wealthy neighborhoods where I pictured my little girl pointing at the spectacles of these huge houses.  I mouthed a thought that the people in those houses, who have so much have a chance to give so much.  I told her in my mind that I hope that even if their lives are prosperous that they’re helping others who don’t have their same privileges.

I passed through a poor neighborhood, with tired houses and thought again about my daughter.  I told her that not everyone is born into privilege.  Some people have to fight and struggle purely because of their skin tone or religion.  I hoped that by the time she was born that wouldn’t be the case.

When I was done running yesterday, I got home, I changed into warm clothes and my wife and I picked up signs that said “The fact that humanity has to clarify that any lives matter, should be concern enough” and “when the whole world is silent even one voice becomes powerful.”  We went to Westlake Park in Seattle and stood with thousands of other people in protest.  A protest that I wish was unnecessary, but is so necessary.  I saw other children there with their parents and couldn’t help but think that our little girl was there with us, learning the importance of standing up to oppression.  The importance of making her voice heard for those less fortunate and those wrongly persecuted.


Today I read the news, I hear people standing up, I swell with sadness and pride at the same time.  I don’t give up.  I put one foot in front of another.  I think about what to do next and how to one day help my daughter to do the same.  I hope to find the right words to make someone take pause and think just for a second that they might change their mind and respect the person next to them.  Our country is great because of our diversity, we will always be citizens of the Earth.

Pregnant After Three Miscarriages

I recently read a post written by one of my favorite bloggers ‘Peanut Butter Fingers‘ in which she discussed a recent miscarriage she had and after weeping for about 15 minutes I wiped my tears and thought to myself, “why haven’t I written about my experience?” I think  I haven’t written about it in part because there are such a range of feelings that come with this kind of experience and I wasn’t sure I had sorted through these feelings until recently (thank god for therapy).

Let me start at the beginning…

We found out we were pregnant in December 2014, after asking around for suggestions I found a clinic that had me come in at 6 weeks just to double check if I was pregnant. We got a ‘yes’ and they wanted me to schedule a 12 week appointment, but I felt really weird about waiting that long. They assured me that it was routine, but I decided to go with my gut and schedule with another clinic. They got me in at 8 weeks and I loved the doctor! When we went into the appointment we were ecstatic; the excitement quickly faded when the wand was in place and there was no heartbeat and a sad look appeared on the nurses face. They had us do a more in depth ultrasound (waiting + ultra sound took about 3 hours) and still it remained, we had lost the baby.

We were so thrown by news, sad, confused, and by that point tired. They told us we had two options: an insertable medicine to induce contractions, or a D&C. We chose the medicine because it reduced the risk of scar tissue on your uterus. That was a mistake, essentially I went through labor but with no baby to show for it. It was horrible pain, we were up for 8 hours, I laid all over the house (couch, bed, toilet) and dave laid right by my side, on the floor holding my hand the entire time. It was a nightmare.

We really didn’t even think about trying again for another 8 months after that. During that time we had decided to move down to California and try out a new chapter in our lives. Once down there we decided to give it a go. **At this point I think it’s important to mention that we have never had difficulty with the conception portion of things, that has always happened fairly quickly. I’ve only met one other person who struggled (at least openly) with recurrent miscarriage, every one else who had a story to share seemed to have trouble with the ‘getting pregnant’ part. While I can’t imagine how difficult that must feel, I found it really hard to feel like I could relate to anyone.** Back to the story, so we tried, and in October of 2015 we were pregnant again!

At 8 weeks we went to an amazing doctor in Newport Beach and we heard our babies heart beat! It was so moving, Dave and I both cried. I called my mom into the room and she teared up a bit too. Things seemed to go fairly smoothly until about 9 weeks when I saw some very faint spotting, I was told that it was no big deal and a little spotting is normal. It wasn’t normal, and at our 12 week appointment the babies heart had stopped and based on the size measured about 9 weeks. This was the 22nd of December, we had a D&C (never again will I inject medicine into my vagina) on the 23rd, and flew to see family later that day. It was a stressful time, on the one hand I was glad to be surrounded by people that love me, but on the other I just wanted to be in my bed at home curled up in a ball.

Dave took this picture of me the day after the D&C (I had to go in for an injection due to my blood type), and while it’s quite sad to look at, it pretty much depicts the way a miscarriage leaves you feeling. Sad, uncertain, hopeless, and defeated.


Obviously I had grown attached to that fetus, I had picked out names, made a registry, etc. But I honestly think the hardest part was knowing that it had been dead inside me for three weeks. That’s something that never leaves you.

Dave and I are nothing if not persistent. We gave ourselves three months to heal both physically and emotionally and tried again. We were pregnant, and at week 6 we miscarried. The saving grace about that miscarriage was that it was natural, I didn’t have to choose between the horrible medicine or surgery. But still it was miscarriage number 3, and for a 30 year old that’s odd. We went to the doctor and this HORRIBLE nurse practitioner said, “So when will you try again?” I started crying and said “Are you kidding? I’ve had three miscarriages, I want answers, why is this happening? What’s going on?” At that point she decided to send me to a fertility specialist, which was something that I am so thankful for because that’s where I met Dr. Sharon Moayeri. While I had already had quite a few tests run, Dr. Moayeri sat me down and made a list of the possible reasons why, the tests that would need to be done, and the solutions for the most likely possibilities. Now if you know me, then you know I’m a list person.

We did all the tests and the only thing we really found out (which we already new) was that the second miscarriage was chromosomal, so most likely that was what was happening. At which point our only option for further testing is to do IVF, pull a certain number eggs (say 10), combine them with sperm and see how many test chromosomally normal. Then that maybe gives you your odds.

Dr. Moayeri was so amazing and kind, but during this time we decided to move back to Seattle. She recommended a colleague she studied with at Stanford who was located in Seattle and we felt really good about that.

We made an appointment with the new doctor and reviewed what IVF would look like and how much it would cost. We looked at our calendars and things just weren’t lining up, it wasn’t going to work in October because we had a wedding in November, we couldn’t do it in November because we had Christmas and a wedding on New Years. So we decided to wait until January 2017 to kick off the new year.

In the mean time, we decided to try on our own and we got pregnant again, and here we are at 25 weeks.


You never forget a miscarriage, and I was nervous for the first 12 weeks of this pregnancy (and it still pops up every now and then). But what I’ve learned through this whole experience and my work in therapy is that one thing we don’t allow ourselves enough of is the opportunity to be sad, anxious, mad, or frustrated. It starts in early childhood, you fall off a bike and start crying and someone rushes to your side saying “It’ll be okay, don’t be sad.” I believe that if we just allowed ourselves to feel those feelings without shame or judgment, life becomes a lot easier to handle.

Pregnancy will never be normal for me, as it hasn’t been for a lot of people. My heart goes out to anyone who has experienced any difficulty with pregnancy, or to anyone who is in a position of being pregnant and does not want to be. These decisions are so hard to make and our society does not make it easy on any of us (especially now). Know that I have your back, it’s your body your choice.

One more thing, if you know someone who has had a miscarriage and you want to support them, this article has some great suggestions. It’s such a difficult time and everyone responds to it differently.

Be well.

2016…That’s a Wrap

Well, for many of us 2016 was complete shit! It definitely had it’s share of ups and downs for the Paolone-Webb household; however, I am going to use this post as a place to focus on my favorite things that happened this last year. Don’t worry, you know me I’ll share about the shit stuff in future posts 😉

1.) As many of you know for the last half of 2015 and the first half of 2016 we lived in Orange County. It was beautiful, sunny, and such an adventure!


2.) There was that time we took a road trip to Arizona to visit uncle Jeff and his animal sanctuary.


3.) Going to the Bahamas, and eating the yumminess that was in the below coconut!!!!


4.) Kelley came to visit, and we went to Disneyland and the women’s spa and it was everything.


5.) Kate, Em, Lauren, and mom came and we went to disneyland and explored Orange County.


6.) Okay, let’s be honest, I went to Disneyland A LOT this year, and I am stoked AF about it!


7.) We moved back to Seattle and it was perfect timing.


8.) We broke nonna out of the hospital for Christmas Eve dinner and I’m sooo happy we did. I love this woman so hard!


9.) Three amazing people in my life sealed the deal with their partners: Kelley & Russell, Lena & Josh, and Kate & Jon. Their weddings were definitely some of my favorite memories of 2016.

Wedding ladies

10.) We are pregnant with a little girl! She is due June 18th 2017, and we are so ecstatic I can’t even express it. I mean I guess this one is probably my biggest highlight of 2016, and I think Dave would say the same!

Bump 10 and 18.jpg

The forecast for 2017 calls for more blog posts from this girl! Here’s wishing you all a brilliant year!

Be well.



Whole 30 Week 4 Check In – Wrap Up

Hey everyone!

I’m a little behind on this final wrap up and I have to be honest with you it’s because I’ve kind of been dreading it. The reason being that I truly feel that the Whole30 didn’t really work for me. Although, in a way I can look at this as a win for science. Meaning, sometimes you can fix some things naturally (eating differently, acupuncture, exercising, etc.) and sometimes there’s a place for western medicine (medication, psychotherapy, etc.). My main concern coming into the Whole30 was my digestive issues, after doing the Whole30 nothing changed in that area. In fact, on occasion I felt worst. Turns out my diagnosis is Mastocytic Enterocolitis, a disease in which you have an increase in mast cells in the colonic mucosa (I know, more than you wanted to know, but honestly if sharing this story means someone else goes to an allergist and finds relief from the pain then I will share). Since my visit with the allergist (who had no idea what the Whole30 was) I’ve been on Cromolyn Sodium, and the effects have been instantaneous! I’m so incredibly happy that I sought out a gasteroentinologist, that I went through with diagnostic procedures and that I followed up with an allergist, WORTH IT! Now, the Whole30, I’m on the fence about whether it was worth it or not. Ultimately if you do it and it helps you eat more whole foods and less processed foods then all the power to you, but I’m a firm believer in the 80/20 rule, so I’m not sure if I’ll ever do something like this again.

Now, I’ll get into the food and then I’ll tell you my final thoughts…



Kale, sweet potato and egg scramble (I still eat this for breakfast/dinner all the time post whole30…so good)


Homemade almond milk, walnuts, berries, almond butter.


Chia pudding (almond milk, berries, chia seeds, ground flax seed, unsweetened coconut, almond butter).


Broccoli and egg scramble with a side of blueberry-banana-coconut milk-chia pudding


Fried eggs, avocado, and salsa.


Another Pitaya bowl (not technically in the spirit of whole 30 but all the ingredients were compliant so fuck it)


Scrambled eggs, potatoes, and blueberries (Whole foods hot bar is really good for Whole30 compliant outings, it was one of the two places dave and I ate out at during the month).


Broccolini scramble, sweet potato wedges, and strawberries.

LUNCH/DINNERS (wasn’t as good at capturing these, sorry)


Roasted red pepper soup with chilean sea bass. Dave was a huge fan of this dish!


Grilled salmon on a bed of mixed greens with balsamic and olive oil.


More salmon burgers, asparagus, and sweet potato wedges.


This is what my ‘sweet potato wedge’ prep looks like almost every Monday. This is a habit I will maintain for sure!


Avocado, homemade mayo, egg salad.

I figured the best way for me to analyze the Whole30 was to do a pro/con list.


  • Got me into some really good food prep habits.
  • Increased awareness of how much sugar is in almost ALL foods.
  • Decreased craving for sugary treats.
  • No break outs throughout the entire month.
  • Decreased eating out.
  • Observed a distinct negative reaction when introducing sugary treats (e.g., increased heart rate, anxiety, and a head ache).


  • Made my digestive system worst at times (I feel that this was in part due to the fact that I was trying to adhere to the no-snacking policy and in doing so increased the size of my meals and with my condition it’s better to eat small meals more frequently).
  • Social situations feel a bit awkward.
  • Almost unable to eat out at all.
  • Certain restrictions feel unhealthy for vegetarians (e.g., no beans of any kind, limit nuts, etc.).

I’m very happy for all the people that reached out to me and expressed their positive experiences with Whole30. In summary I feel as though my experience was neither good nor bad, but I can say I took away some positives from it, so I’m happy I did it.

Be well.


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