I talk about date night subscription boxes A LOT on my blog…I know. 🙂 For you long-time readers, I hope you’ve had the chance to try at least one of them out by now! However, if this is the first you’ve heard of them -or the first you’ve heard of Crated With Love- let me tell you more!
KP and I have been lucky to test out a a few of the Crated With Love boxes now (so I have a pretty good feel for the product and what you’re likely to get each month). Here is the latest box (Jan. 2017 – FounDATEions) and our review.
(Please note/disclaimer: while this post was sponsored by Crated With Love, al
So I’m pregnant and having a third kid. I’ve already got a daughter and son. Why in the world would I want another kid? Here’s my journey to how I got here.
I’m the oldest of 6 kids. I grew up in a community where most families had at least 2 children, and families of 4 or more were fairly common. I always assumed I’d have my own kids one day because, well, it’s all I really knew. However, though I liked the idea of my kids having lots of siblings like I did, I also knew how much work kids were and I didn’t want to do the work of raising a bunch of kids myself, lol, so I figured my own family one day would be a bit smaller.
Fast forward many years to KP and I seriously dating.
Happy New Years!! As you all know, I’m a big fan of date night subscription boxes. So I’ve decided to use up some of my referral credit and host a giveaway! Be sure to also check out my Complete List of At-Home Date Night Subscription Boxes and all the other date night box services out there too! 🙂
The Giveaway Prize: 6 month date night box gift subscription to Datebox ($197 value!!)
Entry Dates: Sun. 1/1/2017 – Sun. 1/22/2017 11:59pm PST
Rules: open to U.S. Residents, 18+, Contiguous U.S. only
The closest I’ve ever come to understanding death was the moment I gave birth to my first child.
There were no complications, neither I nor the baby were in distress, and my daughter was born perfectly healthy.
Still, in that moment, consumed in the un-medicated haze of labor pains and heavy acceptance of new life leaving my being to form its own – I experienced a profound connection to the intensity of both life and death all at once. Life and death, two journeys we all must pass, inevitably, once at our beginning and once at our end.
If you know me, you probably think I’m one of the last people ever to enjoy Las Vegas. I mean, I like eating and drinking and hanging out by the pool and all that – but I’m not really a huge fan of crowds and loud music and the party scene. However, for some reason, I really like Las Vegas. In small doses of course.
Having kids has changed the way we’re able to do Vegas, but that hasn’t stopped us from making the 4-5 hour trip out there from L.A. I went once when pregnant with my daughter, once when she was a baby, once when my son was a baby, and now we just went again this week with both kids AND with being pregnant.
To make things simple, let’s for a moment think about our country as a rather simplistic dualism, made up of two groups of people: the right/conservative and the left/liberal. The two sides don’t always have to agree on things, but for better or for worse, we’re united together as citizens of the same country. And we must find a way to work together.
Hmm. For better or for worse. That phrase sure sounds familiar, doesn’t it?
So I have an HBO show Westworld theory. I think I figured it out. Who knows,maybe I’m wrong, but really, I think my theory holds up, so I’m going to blog about it just so -in case I am right – I can later point to this post and and say “SEE! I TOLD you I predicted this!” ha ha ha.