I'm back from a blogging hiatus because I had a baby! Here's everything you missed.

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.

Seeing our baby on the ultra sound reminded us how real everything had just gotten!

I 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.

I was so sick during pregnancy. I constantly felt like I was on a boat.

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….

After thirty seven plus hours of labor, my little bundle has finally arrived.

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.  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 blog.  If you find links are not working or things look weird, it’ll just be temporary.  Promise.

Welcome back.

You’ve been missed.