Yesterday I partook in a “Doc McStuffins”-themed birthday party filled with three-year olds, mini lab coats and purple cupcakes. The birthday girl is the daughter of one of my dear friends – an adorable (and feisty!) three year old that I’ve seen grow before my eyes into a mini-human. As someone without kids (who had never heard of Doc McStuffins), this whole raising-a-child thing is a kind of a mind-blowing concept. Oh – and if you’re like me, let me clue you in: it’s the newest Disney Show craze featuring a girl who practices medicine on her stuffed animals. Duh.
And speaking of crazy things, today marks my three year Blogiversary. It feels like just yesterday that I published my first post. I hope the mammas out there aren’t offended by this comment – but I can’t help but think about how this blog has become my baby. I’ve laughed and cried over it, been up at all hours of the night, feel like I don’t know what I’m doing half the time – but love it all the same, and feel so proud of the results. I’ve honestly never stuck with anything this long in my entire life. And the best part is that I still love it. As in, waking-up-in-the-morning-thinking-about-it, going-to-sleep-at-night-thinking-about-it type of love. In fact, my husband would tell you that I’m down right obsessed. But regardless, it’s been a busy three years, including:
countless brand partnerships and even a photoshoot in LA.
and all things margarita.