Red Dragon Juice Blend



You can’t beet this red blend! Get it? You know I had to do it haha 😉 I call this the Red Dragon because it has an unexpected bite at the finish. Let’s carry on to whats inside my super stylish mason jar.


  • 2 medium apples
  • 4 large carrots
  • 2 beets
  • 1 bunch kale
  • 5 inch piece of ginger
  • 3 ounces water

Yields two 12 oz servings.


Here’s why you should care. Take a moment and consider your current food intake. How many times in the last month have you had beets? Yeah…how about in the last week? It goes without saying, but I’ll give it to you straight– eat more beets! Your liver function will improve to detoxify the body. Moreover, you’ll get a healthy dose of manganese which is responsible for forming connective tissue and bones. Annnd may even help balance your sex hormones.

The apples add natural sweetness.

Carrots offer beta-carotene.

The ever popular kale is chock full of various vitamins and minerals. Google it.

And ginger definitely gives this blend a nice kick. I basically add it to everything because I love the way it tastes. #givemealltheginger

What about the water? It tames bitterness, keeps you hydrated, and makes the experience much more enjoyable.


Happy juicing!


Brownies and Wine

Happy Friday! Good morning! Ah yes, another morning means another blessing. I’ve only just awaken and I already have something to be thankful for. And if you’re reading this, it means you do, too.

I’ve been back in Washington about three weeks since our epic 1 month visit in California. It’s amazing how many experiences we packed in during that time! Family, beach trips, Disneyland, Wanderlust and so much more. Still, it feels so good to be back in our space. In our home ❤

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It’s also been 5 whole months since Jade was born! Being a parent is unreal. Some days are easy as a homemade pie while other days it’s a win when brownies and wine are for dinner (seriously!) So, needless to say, our days are full. That’s why it is imperative to schedule in self-care and sprinkle it throughout your day.


No matter what it is that demands your attention, don’t forget to take care of you. A few examples of rejuvenating activities are:

  • going for a walk
  • yoga + meditation
  • pranayama
  • journaling/blogging
  • jamming out
  • dance party
  • connecting with a friend
  • shower/bath
  • take a nap
  • massage
  • mirror mantras
  • hugs
  • literally doing anything outdoors

Replenish yourself often. Nourish yourself. Love and honor yourself by carving out any time you can.


For me, I feel refreshed after expressing creativity. I enjoy painting, photography, makeup, baking, party planning, etc.

Oh, and one more thing. Brownies and wine for’s as amazing as it sounds.

Take care!

New Mama Must Haves

As a new mom, it’s difficult to determine what your baby will actually need and use. And of course like other new parents, you’ll want the best for your little one (within budget because you’re also sensible.)

So how do you decide on what brands or products? You can surf the internet, ask your friends and family, or simply find out first hand by experimenting. I did all of the above and discovered what items I’d most recommend.

NUMBER ONE: Ergobaby. It doesn’t have to be this brand per se. I’m sure there are other great baby carriers. The bottom line is that baby wearing is the bee’s knees! You get to bond with baby AND it allows you to be hands free! Our Ergobaby has a large front pocket so I can also store my phone and cash/card. It would even fit a diaper and a small wipe case. Strollers are wonderful, but grocery shopping or navigating through crowds of people is not as easy as wearing your baby. Ergobaby carriers and the like can be pricy, so shop around for a deal if you can. My husband found ours on Craigslist for an incredible $80. Invest in less stress!



NUMBER TWO: Dr. Brown’s bottles. Yes, these bottles are equipped with more parts than your standard bottle. Yes, washing all those parts is totally worth it, in my opinion. Our baby experiences much less gas when she feeds from them. That means less crying and discomfort for her. Happy baby means happy parents. That’s what we call a parenting win. Check them out via this link.

NUMBER THREE: Thermos. You read that right. A thermos. Going on a trip that requires you to be away from home during baby’s meal time? Never fear, a quality thermos will keep the water nice and hot for hours. Store a bottle of room temp water in your diaper bag to bring down the temperature. We even keep hot water in our thermos while we’re home so we can quickly prepare bottles. It has come in so handy, especially during night feedings. Here’s a link to the kick ass one we bought.

NUMBER FOUR: Gripe Water. We discovered this must have when our girl was screaming even after changing her, trying to feed her, trying to rock her to sleep and cuddle. Hubby when out and picked some up and in no time she was farting and burping up a storm.


That’s all for now, but stay tuned for tips and techniques for the first 3 months with baby!


Love and light,


High Vibe Juice Recipe



Another day, another juice recipe. Yes, I’m quite obsessed with juicing and call me crazy, but the more vegetable in taste, the more I like it. If that’s not your jam, that’s alright! You can adjust any juice recipes I share by adding in more fruits!


Radiate from the inside out with this green masterpiece!



  • half bunch kale
  • 1 bunch parsley
  • 3 inch piece ginger
  • 3 inch piece turmeric
  • 1 carrot
  • 1 apple


*it is always a great idea to drink plenty of water after juicing as it helps to circulate the nutrients throughout your body


Are you new to juicing and need additional tips & support? Click here!


Looking for a recipe with less zing? This one might be up your alley. Check it out here

Counting My Blessings

I’ve definitely shared my dissatisfaction with the Evergreen State’s weather quite a few times today. I just don’t understand how it can be Winter for 8 months straight. I spent a good amount of time daydreaming of warm California days. But do not be fooled, for I know I sit atop a mountain of blessings. In fact, two of them are sleeping peacefully right down the hall.

You see, today Grays Harbor was in full gloom. Seeing as how I’ve yet to feel 100% emotionally, it didn’t sit well with me. Combine that with a restless night with Jade and I’m sure you can surmise how at odds I felt.

Truthfully, I should be snoozing alongside my two blessings, yet here I am. I was standing in our kitchen eating low-fat ice cream going over in my head how the day went. Not great, but no tears, so a win in my book. Anyway, I thought to myself how grateful I am. I have a beautiful family, and I am fortunate enough to care for them. I looked over at our sink of dishes as well as fresh dishes from the dishwasher that were ready to be sorted. I could have been annoyed, but I happily took care of it because it meant that my family has food to eat. And of course I couldn’t forget to wash Jade’s bottles, so I took care of that too. And you probably don’t know it, but that’s improvement on my part. Seeing how much weight Jade has put on in 3 weeks has made me feel tons better.

So I finish and turn around to see the living room askew. I walked over and tidied it up with a smile on my face. After all, my daughter, my husband and I were bundled up spending time together right here a few hours ago. What’s a few fallen pillows and out of place items?

I went to the bathroom to rinse my hands and wouldn’t you know it, there was a load of laundry in both the washer and dryer. Laundry is my arch-nemesis. Nevertheless, I folded Jade’s clothes and blankets. Then, I threw James’s clothes in the dryer. Easy peasy.

It would have been so easy to just go to bed. I only planned on having a few spoonfuls of ice cream before laying my head down. Sometimes chores can be a REAL drag, but I got lost in counting my blessings. Who knew the mundane could feel so special?

What’s something you’re thankful for today?


Baby Blues

Like most people, I think there are certain things that won’t happen to me. In this case, the days and weeks following delivery, I wouldn’t have guessed I would feel the way I did. I suppose some of it is that invincible feeling, and the other part is because it’s something I don’t think a lot of people talk about. After experiencing it, I can’t help but wonder why? Do only a select special few of new moms get the baby blues? Or do new moms think they’ll be judged?

The days I spent in the hospital during and after labor weren’t bad. Everything seemed so dreamy.

When we got home is when I started to not feel like my usual cheerful self. It wasn’t that caring for Jade was hard, but I just felt so intensely sad about EVERYTHING. Sleep deprivation hadn’t set in, sure I skipped a few meals here and there, and everything on the outside seemed fine. But inside..I felt like I was failing as a mom. How can I be so sad when this is one of the best moments of my life? How could I possibly feel this way?

It’s unbelievable how much I cried.

It didn’t help that my breast milk took a while to come in-about a week and a half. I felt defective because the doctors and nurses said it would take 3-5 days. And for me, it took much longer. In the meantime, Jade isn’t able to gain weight and she had actually lost close to 10% of her birth weight, which was a concern. When my milk started to come in, it was slow and gradual. I didn’t get that engorgement thing that everyone talked about. I would spend all day locked in my room with her and just cry and cry and cry. Is breastfeeding just not in the cards for me? Is my baby starving? She was so tiny. 6 pounds 10 ounces. She fit in preemie clothing.

I became so sad that even looking at her couldn’t cheer me up. I’d look at her and get sad and think of how much I was failing her. I called my local La Leche League multiple times but nobody called me back. I would pump for an hour only to extract half an ounce at most. I ate tons of oatmeal, drank the tea, massaged, applied heat- everything I was “supposed” to do.

It wasn’t until I went to the doctor and was diagnosed with mastitis that I found out that not only shouldn’t I have been breastfeeding at all because of medication that I don’t even want to be on in the first place, but it was the reason for my low supply. Imagine that. Imagine how I felt. It was basically confirmation that I was a horrible mother and truly was failing my daughter. If I had a normal brain I wouldn’t even be in this mess. I fell deeper into my hole of self-pity.

It tore me up and ripped me into pieces. I felt so low. I cried more. In fact, I had a major meltdown when I was faced with the reality that Jade would need formula full time. I cried every time we gave her a bottle. I mourned breastfeeding. I still am. It’s an extremely sensitive topic for me and if you were to bring it up, I’d cry easily. This was my struggle. Nevermind the weight that’s still lingering or my stretch-marked skin.

What helped me was having someone to talk to. Out of every pregnant person that I knew, including friends and family, only ONE reached out to me about baby blues and postpartum depression. The hospital counseled us briefly on it before we were discharged, but I didn’t feel comfortable enough to reach out to a stranger. Thankfully, I had that one, beautiful, amazing, loving friend who offered help way before I knew I would need it. She talked with me. She let me know that I wasn’t alone, that she knew what it felt like to just be sad when you feel like you should be happy.

I’m just starting to get out of the house regularly now. I’m finally beginning to feel better. I have my moments but I’m getting there.

So, here I am for any of you in the future, should you need me. I’m here for you.

Lots of love and healing light ❤️

Baby Jade’s Birth

Thursday, March 16, I had no idea we would be checking into the hospital in preparation of Jade’s arrival.

Around 6 in the evening I was feeling a little restless, so I decided to take a short walk around the block to get some fresh air. I had barely made it to the end of the driveway when I felt a slight gush. I thought to myself, hmm…that’s something new my pregnant body hasn’t experienced before. I went back inside to investigate and that’s when it happened again. Then, I realized my water had broke. I had been feeling cramps for a couple of days, but didn’t think much of them. In fact, I remember saying how I wish the cramps would turn into contractions lol. Turns out, they were! Very mild ones, but still. My body had been in the very beginning stages of labor for a while.

I wasn’t in pain at all. James and I took our time getting ready to go to the hospital. Well, he had been at the gym, so I was waiting for him to get home, but we didn’t rush. We packed up last minute snacks and a few other things and headed out. James was unsure if it was really happening. I was freaking excited! We agreed long before that we weren’t going to notify anyone. We wanted to focus on us and not worry anyone else.

If you were to tell me I’d spend close to 29 hours in labor, I would look at you in disbelief. There’s no way.

My labor ended up being augmented since my cervix was taking a while to dilate. My water had broke, so moving things along before an infection occurred was priority. I was administered slow, gradual doses of Oxytocin. I realize the synthetic is often referred to as Pitocin, but that’s not what the IV bag said, so I’ll stick to calling it oxytocin. The first few centimeters I was feeling really good. No pain. I was even dancing and laughing and taking pictures. I thought, “oh, labor is easy!” Hours and hours had passed. I was just at 5 cm by the next afternoon. The oxytocin dose I was receiving well surpassed what the nurses said I would probably need. I was breathing through the intense contractions quite well, until the doctor decided to up the dose even more. By this time, the contractions were quite close, even more powerful, and I was dilated to a 6.

We were approaching the 24 hour mark. My body was tired. I was only “nourished” by popsicles and jell-o. I got the epidural. I wouldn’t say I regret it, but I’d say it freaked me out because I couldn’t move my legs. My cervix retreated to  5 cm. I asked the nurses to reverse the epidural lol, but eventually because of how much time had passed, it wore off. I could feel my contractions again. That oxytocin (pitocin, whatever) is NO JOKE! I finally made it to 7 cm when the nurse informed me that I had started to spike a fever and baby’s heart rate was faster than the doctor liked. She said that if my body didn’t make the full 10 soon that I would need a c-section. I thought, no’s time to tap in and breathe baby down.

My nurse was amazing. She tried so many different positions and stretches. I felt the need to push at 8 cm. It was difficult to hold back, but I knew I had to.

By the time I was given the green light to push, I had a brief freak out moment and then got to work. Only 10 minutes of pushing and our baby girl had finally arrived. I heard her cry and it was everything. She was placed on my chest and we got to enjoy well over an hour of skin-to-skin. She pooped and peed on me, I laughed, she nursed, dad cried, and it was all good.


March 17, 2017, 10:50 pm, 7 lbs 3.7 oz, 19 inches