I am she… She is me!

I’m about six or so posts into my blog, and realized I’ve never introduced myself to the world. It has taken me a few days to conjure up how I wanted to do so. I am such a private person, but I believe my experiences can and will inspire someone else. I hope I do not bore you, as I can be a bit wordy.

We live in a society where people will look down their noses at you when you talk about your accomplishments, and will smile at your “failures” (I do not believe in failures, only life lessons). I know that everyone has a story that will uplift someone else. We should all be proud of our trials and tribulations, as well as our accomplishments, you never know who you will inspire. 

I am Sarah, a 27 year old college grad, mother of two, crafter, seeker of all thing holistic etc. Like most of us in America, I was told to go to college and get an education so I could get a great job; I did that. I was the first woman in my family to go through high school and college without getting pregnant and having to drop out. However I became pregnant my last semester of college. In college I became the first in my family to study abroad, not only once, but twice. 


My first trip out of the country I went to Cusco, Peru. I loved every bit of it. One of my proudest life moments happened on this trip. I hiked Macchu Picchu, and it was AMAZING! Peru was unlike anything I had ever experienced. This trip showed just how much we, those of us from the United States, take for granted. It was weird not having hot water like we do here, or not being able to flush tissue. I learned to appreciate the little things. The cuisine was different, but I enjoyed it. Every now and again, I get a taste for some of the things I had eaten there. Being able to visit the indigenous people was quite an experience. Learning how the people relied so much on nature was rather awesome. Many of the things I learned from them helped me to further understand traditions we have here in the U.S. 


Hiking Macchu Picchu was indescribable. This was where I got my first bit of confirmation that there is something much greater out there. 

The landscape was breathtaking! 

Aside from living in Colorado Springs, I have never experienced nature like this. The hike was not the easiest, but the scenery made up for it. There was even a moment where a random llama came running through as we were hiking, and I thought that was the funniest thing ever. The view from the top of Macchu Picchu was wondrous, it is something I will never forget. When my boys are older, I will definitely be taking them to experience this for themselves. 


My second trip out of the country was to Spain, visiting Barcelona and Valencia. I took on Spain 4 months pregnant. My experience was a little different than in Peru, as I could not party as much. I loved the hustle and bustle that Spain offered. I particularly loved the cuisine, as being a Louisiana native, I enjoy seafood. In Spain I encountered metros/subways for the first time. Navigating the busy streets of Barcelona was a completely new experience for me, as the closest I had ever come to that was the French Quarter. Essentially, they lived no different than we did in the US. As I was carrying a bundle of joy, I paid close attention how the children and teenagers were far less restricted than those in the U S of A. 


Park Güell and La Sagrada Família were amazing sights. It proved how man made creations can be just as beautiful as those created by nature. 


Museo de las Ciencias Principe Felipe in Valencia was a place I could spend hours upon hours. It had many things that anyone remotely interested in science would enjoy. When I visited, there was a Marvel exhibit, I am not sure if it is still there today. My eldest son would flip if he could see the exhibit, although he was there (in the womb baking). 


Visiting Spain fostered my love/hate relationship with gelato, I ate it everyday. I left Spain with a greater appreciation for city life, and the busyness that comes with it. The greatest lesson learned in Spain was to appreciate family, as they shape who we are. I also got the memo to let children be children, stop restricting what they can do based upon our fears of what might happen. 
Motherhood, is by far my greatest accomplishment. I birthed my first son November 2011. I was so terrified of childbirth! I had prepared myself by watching documentaries along with a lot of reading, as I opted for a natural water birth  and a midwife.

I had actually been in early labor since Sunday, the 22nd was a Tuesday that year. I woke up in pain, but it was still rather bearable. I continued on about my day with the occasional pauses because of contractions. Around noon I vomited, and that is when everyone demanded I go to the hospital. We get to the hospital, I check in, and was examined. I was still only two centimeters!!! The nurses said that walking was a great way to help speed up the process. We walked and walked and walked until I could not take it anymore, so we go back into the triage room. I vomit again! Gross, I know! I remember this moment, and laugh because it is still funny today. As I was vomiting, my water broke. I calmly turn to dad and said “My water just broke“. He was so discombobulated by the statement that he ran out of the room to find a nurse, and left me alone while my water was just oozing. He quickly came back in and pressed the call button, and notified the nurse. It was game time. I was moved to the birthing room for water births. Labor was nothing like the typical portrayal on tv. I was calm thoughout it all, some say I am an unusually calm person. I credit my calmness to my mental preparedness. Long story short, November 22nd, 2011, my first born was here. Weighing in at a whopping 8 pounds 4 ounces.  


Baby number two made his arrival June 13th, 2013. This pregnancy and birth was quite different than the first. This go round, I opted for a traditional hospital birth and doctor, simply for convenience. BIG MISTAKE!! With baby two, I went pass my expected due date, which was ok with me. A due date is simply an estimation, babies come when they are ready. 

I went for my 40 week checkup, and everything went well. I was informed that if I went any longer, I could possibly need a c-section as baby was pushing 9lbs. They told me they were admiting me to be induced. Umm ok, I thought. I did not want to be induced AT ALL! I lied about needing to make arrangements for my son before I could be admitted. I went home, and worked on inducing labor myself. Nothing worked, I mean nothing. I was upset! So finally after 4 days of unsuccessfully inducing labor, I checked into the hospital.

Because I had gone against his word, my doctor was a world class butthole. The nurses went over everything, gave me this big speech about Pitocin. I had heavily researched prior to, but I listened anyway. After the Pitocin drip began, I asked if I could walk around to speed things up, as expected the doctor told me no. I asked a few more times, spanning about 5 hours. Still no, and that was fine with me. This is my body and my baby, and you cannot do anything I do not allow you to, so I just relaxed. I sat and slept, sat and slept finally things got moving. I was in labor for 24 hours. This go around it only took two good pushes for me to deliver my baby. Baby number two checked in at 8 pounds 10 ounces. I’m sort of a champ at birthing big babies!


I am forever grateful for and forever in love with my boys. I have spent the last 5 years balancing my children, work, and following my dreams. I found that motherhood and everything it entails has given me that extra drive to pursue my dreams. In the beginning I was discouraged that because I was a mom, I’d have to put everything else on a shelf and come back to it later. Women can be so wrapped up in being a mom, the we abandon our dreams. Yes, we are mothers first, but we are much more than that. 

She is a mom, a traveler, a designer, a holistic healer, a teacher, a blogger, etc. I am she, she is me!

A big thank you to anyone who keeps up with my posts, your following is more than appreciated. Stick with me as I venture through blogging and opening up my life and my experiences with you all.


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