Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Currently Craving - Soul Press

This has been my LOVE throughout pregnancy.
As annoying as it is to find parking and now 7 months pregnant to waddle over to the Edithvale Soul Press it's really worth the hassle/exercise. (because any kind of walking is classified as exercise at this stage for me. 
I wandered in here a few months ago thinking it was a yogurt shop. With a massive yogurt craving at the start of my second trimester I was pretty focused on getting it in my belly and not in the details like the dead giveaway of the name that it was not a yogurt shop... I quickly realised that nothing on the menu sounded like yogurt and was so bitterly disappointed for about 20min until I got my order... 

 Soul Press have some delicious snacks:
Pressed Juices, Salads, Smoothies even organic fake tan I noticed today but my absolute FAVOURITE is the Acai Bowls.
I don't know about other expectant mums but my thing throughout pregnancy has been cold foods and chocolate (cold temporarily calms my killer heartburn) and this bad boy up top covers both those cravings. "DEATH BY CACAO" trust me give it a go.

264 Nepean Hwy, Edithvale
624 Hampton Street, Brighton

{Not a sponsored post, this fatty just loves her death by cacao... trust me better than yogurt}

Monday, 23 November 2015

Growing Up (Sloane's Song) - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis feat. Ed Sheeran

I Heard this song on my way home from a meeting today. I'm not down with the music these days so I'm not sure if I'm a Johnny come lately but I can say it did reduce me to tears. 
(This is starting to happen more than I care to admit mind you)
Such a lovely and heartfelt song dedicated to his little one, just beautiful I think.

Free Download Here

Wednesday, 18 November 2015

New York I miss you..

The past few weeks as enormous as I am I have had the urge for us to travel back to NY. We have made so many wonderful memories together in this city, first as a couple and then as husband and wife. I think it's just starting to hit me that in 10 short weeks our lives are going to change forever, it will never be just us 2 ever again. I have been getting very nostalgic/sentimental lately (tears and all) going through all our old photos and being so grateful for every moment we have had together. It's the end of a chapter in our life together which is sad but the start of something so wonderful.
I hope we can take baby girl back here one day and share with her all the fun this magnificent city has to offer as well as making new memories as a family.

Here are just a few snaps from our trip last year.

Tuesday, 17 November 2015


Monday, 16 November 2015

twerk it

On Saturday we had my baby sisters hen's and I must say the highlight had to be watching these girls shake their booty's with the help of Aimee from #AussieTwerk. I'll share more pics of the day throughout the week but I just couldn't help myself and had to share these ones today.
Such a fun bunch of ladies.
Check out #AUSSIETWERK website here for your next ladies day.




Tuesday, 10 November 2015

#SUMMERSQUAD and some much needed leg rest..

Just flicking through one of these bad boys that have made it into the stores while I get a much needed foot rub on these tired baby weight bearing legs of mine. I love some of these new bikinis but somehow don't think my baby bump accessory goes with it this summer. It was hard work to narrow down the shots the models and photographer did such a great job last month out on the Mornington Peninsula. 
Great team effort with all the guys over at Ozmosis it's been such a fun campaign.
And keep an eye out later this month in your CLEO, DOLLY, COSMOPOLITAN & MEN'S FITNESS magazines for a special promotional catalogue with a fun summer competition. Trust me you definitely don't want to miss out on that. 
Models: @emilyannenash / @elijah_bradley / @amygeoghegan / @lukeedwards_ / @emma.kinnersly from Brazen Models
Photographer: Daniel Schache
Hair & Make-up: Diane Robertson

Monday, 9 November 2015

LIFE + DEATH + RESURRECTION - Miller Natural Health

I have been wanting to share this moving blog post by Laura for weeks now but between work being crazy busy and pregnancy brain my blogging has been a little behind these past 6 months.

I'm so glad that woman + men are speaking more about this topic as it is a hard and emotional time that until it happens to you, you can't actually comprehend what someone is going through.

I'll start by sharing our story and that I have always loved and wanted kids and a family of my very own. I by no means feel that we are unlucky on the contrary I feel our road to starting a family has been very lucky in the way that it only took us months not years to fall pregnant. I'm sure someone will read this who has been trying for years and years and probably think BITCH PLEASE... and I get it. But this is our story and to me loss is loss and it's sad and hurts.

I feel that my life has gone by so quickly, I feel that the years from old high school house party's to 32 years old happily enjoying Friday night takeout on the couch watching Game of Thrones with the husband came around in the blink of an eye. When we finally decided we wanted to start trying for baby number 1 I did have that fear that maybe we had left this too late and it may not happen for us. It really did mess with my emotions and I started to second guess if my husband will be as happy with JUST ME if I couldn't give him a family. We did have a few pregnancies that just weren't meant to be for us and each one was as crushing and devastating no matter how far along we had gotten and that fear of Am I baron? just grew and grew. We did at one point decide to stop "officially" trying (by officially I mean using those Apps to follow your cycle and counting each day I was fertile) as I was getting too emotional/hormonal, I picked up a new job that was miles away and the travelling was something I had to adjust to... When we finally started getting back to our normal busy selves... we were pregnant! The sad thing was that we couldn't really enjoy it fully. As positive as we wanted to be we both didn't want to get our hopes up again so we waited, and I guess that's how we ended up with a baby with 3 due dates.

It's crazy the way and how much your body changes to create a life even in those first few fragile weeks. I know for me I immediately felt like someones protector, it was my job for the next 9 months to keep this little thing safe and when it didn't turn out the way we expected I felt like I had failed as a human/woman. (If you ask me right now how I feel the answer is ... ENORMOUS!)

When I read Laura's story a few weeks ago I was waiting for my sisters outside Kmart in Chadstone crying like a crazy person... yep in public. I understood what it feels like to mourn something you never really had and how hard it is to talk to people about it that have not gone through the same thing. You imagine the response will be oh well get over it and try again. I was also sad because we had no clue that Laura and her partner where actually going through this at around the same time we were. Here are a few lines from her post:

As we gazed in awe at your tiny flickering black and white heart beat, our hearts started beating in time with yours. That’s your baby, she said. Everything looks perfect, she said.
Except it wasn’t perfect. Not even close. Or maybe it was and this is just a different, more painful kind of perfect than the version we had imagined.
When my world turned red and it just wouldn’t stop, I squeezed shut my eyes, started building a wall around my heart, and whispered no no no to a god that wasn’t listening.
I love Laura's blog mainly because I have major healthy living envy and like saying to myself "oh I should probably do more of that"... and then never do. But hey the intention is there and I learn stuff. I hope that in sharing her story this helps some mammas and baby daddy's out there and know they're not alone. 

Wednesday, 4 November 2015

little things I took for granted - pre pregnancy

Apart from not wanting to get out of bed most days because our sweet little angel seems to think bed time is party time the physical act of getting out of bed is quite the effort. I feel like an upside-down turtle struggling to get back on it's feet. It doesn't help that I have about 60 pillows around me that I need to navigate through to get to the edge before rolling my way out. - oh the joys 
Baby Girl has nestled herself quite nicely on my bladder. She sits so low that any slight kick, twitch, hiccup means I'm running to the toilet or bracing myself on wetting myself in public. I'm told that this is a symptom that can continue after childbirth so I am really scared I will be doomed to adult diapers at 32 years old. Let's just say pelvic floor exercises are somewhat religious these days.
Yep just breathing... Apparently this is a normal symptom of pregnancy due to everything being squished upwards. But man some days I wish I could get from one room to the next without sounding like I just ran a marathon.
Steve and I would go on walks almost daily if weather permits for years. I love it because we get to chat or in my case vent about our day, decide what we will have for dinner, get some much needed fresh air and vitamin D along the beach or river bank. These days I'm lucky if I can make to the end of our driveway or a lap around the grocery store without needing a nap. I'm not the tallest of people  if you haven't noticed and the few extra kg's has really played havoc on my joints and legs. 
I can't wait to be able to walk not waddle again but more excited take our little girl on our family walks.
My boobs are out of control. I mean I thought I had big boobs for my size before but these are now out of this world. I'm guessing they weigh over 5kg's each and push down on my belly so bad that I can barely stand wearing bras, well bra there is only 1 that I have found in my size. It's always nice when you go into a speciality maternity store and they say to you ... "oooohhh we don't go that big, and your only going to get bigger when the baby comes".... Yeah thanks for that.
I will NEVER, EVER complain about my non pregnancy boobs again.  - Promise!
(P.S: If anyone out there knows of good maternity bras in size ENORMOUS I'd love to hear)

I'm sure there are a few more that are just not coming to me right now but life has definitely changed these past 6 months not just for me but Steve too. Now that we move into our last trimester SHIT IS GETTING REAL! The nerves are really starting to set in just thinking that this wiggling thing inside my belly is going to come out of ME! So I guess I have 12 weeks to freak out about that :(

Wednesday, 28 October 2015

Gro A MO, Save A BRO!

This handsome devil is my cousin and he is doing something wonderful for an issue that is very close to our family... Mental Illness but in particular Men's Mental Health.

I have no words on how proud I am of him and of his touching & honest message the other day on Facebook. I feel like I can only copy and paste his beautiful words as he sums up this issue so well:

Despite often being overlooked, mental health is an area that has only recently been brought into the light and brought into greater attention for its true seriousness amongst the medical field with depression and anxiety related disorders being at the top of the list. 

“Grief is depression in proportion to circumstance; depression is grief out of proportion to circumstance.” 

We all might feel sad, like crap, low or even moody sometimes however there are people with depression who experience these feelings intensely on days without end for weeks, months or even years and sometimes without any apparent reason for it at all. Some of you reading this may have experienced depression first hand or even know someone who has or is experiencing it whilst reading this. Depression has no guaranteed treatment however with enough research we are finding more and more ways to combat against it both in the field of medication and psychologically with the right therapy. The brain is such a mysterious and delicate part of us and just like a computers motherboard if its not working well the entire thing won’t function properly with depression sometime’s leading us to find the darkest places within ourselves to an act unbearably possible to comprehend. In Australia alone, suicide is the leading cause of death for males and females aged between 15-44 and having experienced first hand the repercussions and ripple effect of the loss of a loved one, the experience is one that I hope none of you have to face in your lifetime.
So if you have a little to spare, it doesn't have to be much (it's honestly the thought that counts) please help me by donating on the link below or even sharing this post for it to get around a little. Every cent counts guys I truly appreciate it!  - Ari

I leave you all with a quote from my favourite author, Andrew Solomon..
“The opposite of depression is not happiness, but vitality and my life, as I write this, is vital even when sad. I may wake up sometime next year without my mind again; it is not likely to stick around all the time. Meanwhile, however, I have discovered what I would have to call a soul, a part of myself I could never have imagined until one day, seven years ago, when hell came to pay me a surprise visit. It's a precious discovery. Almost every day I feel momentary flashes of hopelessness and wonder every time whether I am slipping. For a petrifying instant here and there, a lightning-quick flash, I want a car to run me over...I hate these feelings but, but I know that they have driven me to look deeper at life, to find and cling to reasons for living, I cannot find it in me to regret entirely the course my life has taken. Every day, I choose, sometimes gamely, and sometimes against the moment's reason, to be alive. Is that not a rare joy?”

I am not sure how many people actually read my blog because that's not why I do it but if these words reach at least one person who needs help and it actually helps them that's all that matters.
I'm putting out there because I know there are a few people out there in the world that will stumble on this link and maybe help to donate to Ari's fundraiser. 50 cents, $50 or $500 it's the thought that counts.


Saturday, 24 October 2015

a few hectic weeks...

I'm not sure if it would of been as exhausting had I not been pregnant but MY GOSH... I don't think I have ever been this tired in my whole entire life and it's only about to get much much worse.

Little miss has been doing a good job of keeping us awake all night (I say us because if I'm up so is Steve poor thing) and it's really starting to take a toll. Plus I am so excited to be working on another fun project for Ozmosis Surf that I can't wait to share with you all in the next few weeks (but secretly hating on all the gorgeous models I have to work with - why do they have to be so hot?) I think baby girls nighttime antics are payback for mummy squishing her for hours at the desk during the day, so all is forgiven between us even if a few hormonal tears have been shed on the issue.

We are at 26 weeks at the moment and if it's at all possible feels like it's going quick but slow at the same time. I feel like I have been pregnant FOREVER + a day but we are almost into our 3rd trimester and I ask myself where did the last 6 months go? I can't wait to meet this little poppet but what I can't wait the most for is to see what she looks like.

I have a delightful glucose test next week that everyone keeps talking up to be quite a horrible experience so YAY for that along with another big meeting to prep for that is giving me anxiety on how it will go. So fingers crossed for a successful week ahead. and maybe a few extra Z's.