I’M BAAAACK {Oh, and I also made a human}

[ 0 ] November 3, 2014 |

Holy poop. I can’t even believe I’m writing a post today! It has been just shy of 1,000 years since I posted last, but I promise I have a very, very good reason for being M.I.A .

I’ve been busy. Not like, “I had to wash my hair, clean my house and run errands” busy. No, no. More like, I had to make a human, nourish and house a human in my belly, and (gasp) bring that human into the world without dying. It’s been crazy. Crazy awesome. But crazy.

The Human I MadeI found out I was preggers July 25th and it was the most miraculous, wondrous day of my life. Not only because I found out I was pregnant with our first baby, but because I found out I was pregnant with our first baby after 2 years of negatives.  Two years of “trying”, 3 IUI’s, 1 round of IVF and, lastly, a frozen embryo transfer. Wait. Did I just say that out loud? Yes. Yes, I did. Because I can now. But more on that later.

I wish I could say pregnancy was a “joy” but it was THE WORST (in the bestest way possible of course). I felt like I was on a boat 97% of our little lady’s 39 week gestation. I wish I could say I felt like I was on a fabulous cruise boat. But the boat I was on was more like a busted up dingy floating in an algae infested frog pond. Ew. But more on that later too.

Anywho – my new found preggers made it nearly impossible to blog about food (since most foods made me ill for the first 7 months). I was depleted of all energy, and saved my sense of humor for my poor hubby, family & friends – who probably wanted to murder me by week 12. I saved every other free moment in pure awe, feeling my belly friend wiggle around as my belly grew to gargantuan proportions. By the time I felt better I was way too busy eating 25 donuts for dinner. No really, I ate 25 donuts for dinner more than once in the third trimester. It was fabulous.

On March 28th, after THREE very long days of labor (more on THAT later, fo-sho), the stork dropped off the most beauty-ful, itty-bitty, 6 lb., 3oz miracle. And, the rest was history….

I’ve spent the last 7 months fumbling through motherhood and getting to know my new bestie. But the time has returned to fumble through the blog-o-verse and reacquaint myself with Y-O-U. I miss you. I miss this blog…I miss sharing…and I have SO much more to share considering I’m a MILF now (just go with it).

You might notice a little rebranding (remember when this blog was called five-style-high?). And, lots more mama, baby, and parent related awesomes (including products, embarrassing stories, tips I’ve learned along the way, and embarrassing stories.  Wait, did I already say that?). For the most part, everything we shared together before will be the same – sprinkled with a whole lotta’ baby lovin’, mama-workin’ awesomeness. You know….the Mama Goods. I can’t wait. Can you?

Please “excuse the mess” as I can continue to transition five-style-high into the fabulous new and improved Mama Goods.  If you find links are not working or things look weird, it’ll just be temporary.  Promise.

Welcome back.

You’ve been missed.


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[ 0 ] August 15, 2013 |

DSC_0075 DSC_0078 DSC_0080That’s all.  Happy Thursday!

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[ 0 ] August 5, 2013 |

shark weekSo, here’s the thing.  Shark week makes me feel like a crazy person.  Like, “I need meds and should be institutionalized” crazy.  Here’s why – with respect to my fascination with bears and bear survival, the entire Shark species terrifies me.  I’m fairly convinced that if I ever snorkel again or try to surf I will probably get attacked.  I won’t die or anything.  I’ll probably just lose an arm or a leg, or have a weird scar that makes the maimed body part look totally stupid.  Either way, that shark (great white or otherwise) is going to mistake me for a baby seal and bite the shit out of me.  It’s inevitable.

If you really dig deep and think about it, Shark week is a total mind ________ (insert naughty four-letter word that starts with an F here).  I mean, they start off by completely tricking you with that snuffy commercial – you know the one I’m talkin’ about…oh look, the most cutest, sweetest, pudgiest seal I’ve ever seen…BAM!  Snuffy just got murdered.  If you haven’t seen it, grab a box of tissues, a Valium and click here.

But worse, I can’t not watch.  I try.  Oh, I try hard.  But it’s like some magnetic force draws my hand to the remote and clicks directly to the Discovery Channel.  And, what do I discover?  A massive shark, eating off some poor innocent surfer-dude’s right calf.  Gross.  Double gross.  Yet, still I watch.  I watch and I watch and I watch until I pass out.

I can’t stand watching those adorable lil’ dog-mermaids meeting their demise at the jaws (pun, totally intended) of the great grey sea beast.  It’s rude.  It’s sad…but I watch anyway, because I’m a sick and twisted undercover shark lover.  And, that’s all I have to say about that.  I hope you are as disgusting as I am so that I don’t feel so alone and gross.  Shark week?  You’re the worst.


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Wah, wahhhhhhhhhh.

[ 0 ] August 2, 2013 |

sick dogSo, um…yeah.  I’ve been feeling like this dog this week which is why you haven’t heard much outta me.  But, I literally have, like 14,000 things to blog about next week…well, not literally.  Whatever.  I’m sick.  You know what I mean.  Hope you have a fab weekend – be sure to check back for 14,000 posts from me next week, including LOTS of subscription box stuff, some super cool socks, and an intro to one of the most kick-ass music sites I’ve ever had the pleasure to meet.  Yippity yay!



OMG, I totally wish this puppy was mine.




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HELLO BEAUTIFUL! {Taking a few seconds to enjoy the purty thangs}

[ 0 ] July 24, 2013 |

Happy day I hate to spell!  Although I hate spelling this day, I love this day.  Half way through the week.  A couple days closer to the weekend.  Yey, yey, yey!   Here’s a couple things that have me inspired and feeling happy on this lovely day that starts with a double-ya (thank you Fancy!).  Enjoy!



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