After a long, hot summer of secret keeping, the word is finally out. I’m pregnant. I’m pregnant and I DON’T CARE WHO KNOWS IT! Just kidding. I care a little. Which is why I limited my announcement to only the selected few with internet access. 

Kidding. Obviously.

So YES. I’m pregnant. And I’ve got the vomit, permanent couch indention, and extra pounds to prove it. But I’m not here to complain about the first trimester. At least not today. I’m here to rejoice and share all things baby! And I guess the most logical place to start would be with conception. But HAHA fat chance. So I’ll fast forward to about 4 and a half weeks later, when I found out. 

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 Taylor was on shift for two days in a row, and I’d been at home dealing with a pretty crazy day of my own. Once the work day began winding down, I had only one thing on my mind: a giant bottle of petite syrah. But I was a couple days late, so I figured before I downed a bottle of red and homemade nachos for dinner, I should probably take a pregnancy test. Because I prefer gluttony with a clear conscience thank you very much. 

But I was so convinced that I wasn’t really pregnant, that I popped open the cork and poured  a glass. CALM DOWN I didn’t take a sip. I high tailed it to the bathroom, escorted by Max, for the quickest and easiest test of my life. And there it was. 

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So I screamed. At Max, because it was just the two of us. PS – don’t take a pregnancy test alone. Having no one but a four legged, stanky breath creature to share news like that with is…a buzzkill, to say the least. 

I knew that Taylor wouldn’t be home until the next day, when I had plans to be in Dallas with friends. That meant I had to keep this to myself for 48 hours. FORTY EIGHT HOURS. So I celebrated with baby’s first picture and a trip to Target. 

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Two days of waiting was total hell, and then when I finally got home to see Taylor, he was asleep. Did you hear me? HE WAS ASLEEP. Sure, it was like 7am on a Saturday morning, but I had NEWS! So I nagged and I griped and I jumped on the bed until he was awake and I made the announcement by throwing a onesie at him. Poor, precious, half-asleep Taylor rubbed his eyes as he processed everything and said, “Really? REALLY?!?!!” 

Really babe, really. 

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The next few weeks were a blur of 4 hour naps and all day nausea. But at 9 weeks, we had our first appointment, where we got to see this little peanut wiggling around! Heart stolen and completely melted. 

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I attempted a few baby bump photos. But as the weeks passed, I looked progressively larger and more hellish. So it didn’t last long. 


But there’s no hiding it anymore! At 5″1 with more to love, that my friends, is a 13 week baby bump. A Chipotle, Whataburger, EZ-Mac, sour gummy worm baby bump. 


I never did get to enjoy that bottle of petite syrah. But I’ve already started making a list of things to hold against this kid. And that, my friends, is number one.:)



  • Ahh!! So exciting!! Your bump is the cutest thing ever!! SO happy for you!ReplyCancel

  • Well you KNOW I am so excited for you!!!! Such a fun journey!! Except for those sick weeks, ick, the worrrssttt. I can’t wait for you to find out what it is!! Eek!! Are you feeling better these days?? Over the sickness we think??ReplyCancel

  • Sandy barr

    Congrats!!!! You are beautiful!!! As always….ReplyCancel

  • I think you should continue to take the weekly photos the same way – wearing the black outfit.

    I think you will like the photos to do before and after with later on. Well, maybe not ‘like’ but definitely something neat to have for the baby book documentation.ReplyCancel

  • I can’t get enough of this. I’ve read this post seven times. I WANT MORE BUMPDATES.ReplyCancel

  • Kimberly

    Awe! So exciting!! I can’t wait to see you all belly-licious!! I’m so excited for you and Taylor! Congrats!ReplyCancel

  • AHHH I AM SO EXCITED!!! Congratulations to you and Taylor! Motherhood is a beautiful thing!!

    I just launched my blog today – eek but it’s all about working moms!!

    Welcome along on the journey :)ReplyCancel

    i love this so incredibly much.

    taylor is ADORABLE with that onesie. like seriously i died.

    also. would it be weird to demand your address so i can send you baby clothes?ReplyCancel

  • This is so exciting! I love the black bumpdate photos- it really makes the baby pop!ReplyCancel

  • OMG how exciting! Congrats! I love the way you told your husband. I might have to steal that idea if/when I get pregnant!ReplyCancel

  • you are the cutest EVER. The end.ReplyCancel

  • CONGRATULATIONS! I am so happy for you and can’t wait to read updates!ReplyCancel

  • jade

    Your 13 week baby bump is just the most adorable thing ever! Huge congrats and all the best to you!ReplyCancel

  • Brittany Ann Marie

    Yay! Congrats Momma!! I am also 5’1″ and will be 27 weeks on Tuesday. No hiding this bump! (Not for a while now!) the second trimester gets better!ReplyCancel

  • heather

    im so happy for you!!ReplyCancel

  • Hi Natalie, I’m just checking in because its been a little silent in this corner of the internet. I hope baby Z is doing well and you’re feeling better!ReplyCancel

  • […] Hi! Hello! And greetings! Around here, I do things like say, HEY GUESS WHAT I’M PREGNANT and then presume to fade into internet non-existence…for a […]ReplyCancel

In case you missed it…Baby Z will be arriving in February 2016!

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Check back tomorrow for all the dirty details!


PS – If you have any specific questions, leave them in the comments and I’ll do my best to answer!

  • I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, BABY Z!!!!!!!ReplyCancel

  • Gabriela Quijano

    OMG!!! Congrats Natatlie!! How exciting :) I have one daughter who’s about to turn 6 this month and would love to have at least another one in the future. I was a young mom at 21 but I learned a lot and feel confident for whenever I have a second. Can’t wait to hear the details!ReplyCancel

  • Emily

    When am I allowed to go shopping for more baby clothes??? Today?? OK, GREAT. :)ReplyCancel

  • Same question as Emily…when am I allowed? Will you be doing a gender reveal and then show us ALL THE THINGS that will go in the nursery?ReplyCancel

  • That is SO EXCITING!!!!! Congrats!!!!ReplyCancel

  • You mean four with Max! Oh that is great news- congrats congrats congrats!ReplyCancel

  • AHHH!!! Congratulations!!! I am so happy for you!!! Pregnancy is the best!! SO excited for you both!ReplyCancel

  • Allie

    So. Dirty details, huh? My brain went there and it shouldn’t have. I don’t want to know those details, promise. But yay! Congratulations :)ReplyCancel

  • Deidre Cokendolpher

    Congrats, so happy for you both, he or she will have the parents ever. How are you feeling, hope you aren’t having any morning sickness.ReplyCancel

  • Darla

    Yay Nat and Taylor!!! So happy for youReplyCancel

  • Ahhhh so exciting!! Congrats and I can’t wait to read alllll about it!ReplyCancel

  • EEEEK!!! Congrats!!!! So exciting!!! Honeymoon baby? ;)ReplyCancel

  • congratilatuons!! Such exciting news!!! You will be the most amazing mother! Congrats!!ReplyCancel

  • Joanna Jordan

    Congratulations you will make great parents!ReplyCancel

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I get a fair amount of emails and questions about the ups and downs of being married to a big hunky hero, so today I’m chatting about life as a firefighter’s wife. I’m also sorry if you just vomited a little, the words “big hunky hero” were mine, not so much theirs.

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 *** Quick disclaimer here – our life is good. Being married to a firefighter does not make me a martyr, or even particularly brave. All professions come with their own challenges, whether you’re married to a doctor, a lawyer, or a professional polo player. I just want to take a quick second and say that the “challenges” we’ve encountered are absolutely nothing compared to what others go through. Families of those serving and protecting our country and our communities – you people are amazing and brave and strong and inspiring and seriously do you want to be my best friend? Email me.*** 

If I’m going to talk honestly about what this life is like, I feel like it’s important to want to first start off by saying – this is still very new to us. Taylor and I have only been married for a year and a half. For the first 9 months of our marriage, Taylor was in full-time fire academy. That meant he was in “fire school” Monday through Friday, from about 6am to 4pm. Ish. That scheduled varied slightly, depending on what stage of training he was in, but that was basically the schedule. The first few months of his training was very physically grueling. He would come home sore, exhausted, and reeking of smoke. This meant those precious first few months as newlyweds consisted of 8pm bedtimes and 4am wake up calls. Romance to the max.

Then when he graduated in early December, we dove straight into shift life. I’m not 100% comfortable sharing what his exact schedule is (cause stalkers, etc.) but I’ll just say, when he’s gone, he’s gone for over 24 hours. This alone has the potential to make life…interesting. 


See? Interesting.

 I know that every fire department is different. Some firefighters work shorter shifts, and some work longer. So I’m just going to share a few main points about how I’ve adjusted to life with a firefighter. First off…

This life is all we know. Since we didn’t live together before we were married, this oddball schedule is really all we know. Taylor went through the academy with about 30 other guys (and one awesome girl!). Some had been firefighters at other departments for years, and some were brand new (like Taylor). Some were younger than Taylor, some were older, many of whom had not only wives, but kids, too. So many times during those 9 months of training, I’d catch myself about to gripe at Taylor (about something very important and not at all petty) and I’d remind myself how easy I really do have it. Can you imagine being a wife with kids who are used to having dad home for bedtime every night, and all of a sudden, he’s gone? Talk about an adjustment. So we really do consider ourselves lucky that this life is all we know. 

His schedule works well for our relationship. We’re lucky in that we’ve been together for almost 7 years. I love Taylor to death, but let’s be honest – he’s old news. And so am I! This means if he’s gone for a day or two…I don’t miss him. I just don’t. Is that weird? I mean, yeah, maybe. And maybe that’s not something I’m supposed to admit to? I DON’T KNOW I’M NEW HERE. But honestly, if he’s gone today, all that means is that he’ll be here tomorrow. It’s fine. I’m fine. We’re FINE. I don’t get lonely. And even if I do, I’ve got a dog, Netflix, and about a dozen girl friends to entertain me on any given day. 

And here’s another secret – I like being alone. Alone time is the best. I love having multiple days a week that I don’t have to put on pants and can have wine and takeout for dinner while binge watching Gilmore Girls. Those are my favorite days. They’re precious and I LOVE them. I’m also lucky that I’m not really a fearful or paranoid person. I feel safe in my neighborhood, I sleep just fine alone, I even (reluctantly) kill my own bugs. I also have a local father-in-law on speed dial just in case

We actually see each other all the time. Sure, when Taylor is gone, he’s gone for longer than most husbands. But on the flip side, when he’s here – he’s here. Usually laying on the couch, making a mess of my kitchen, and generally GETTING IN MY WAY. I’m kidding (maybe).

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Really though, this whole working from home gig means that when Taylor is home, we spend the entire day together. We get to enjoy 3 meals, run errands, take naps, and have NCIS marathons – all together! How many people can say they spend that much time with their spouse?

His typical work day isn’t all that scary. I don’t want to diminish what firefighters do – at all.  His job is hard. Really hard. His hours are crazy. He deals with the public. And he runs directly into burning buildings for pete’s sake. BUT, his typical day is more of the former than the latter. Generally speaking, he usually has more EMS calls than big scary fires. And as a result, I don’t spend my time worrying about him. 

That being said, of course there are days when he’ll take a little too long to respond to a text, and my mind starts to wander. The life of a first responder is unpredictable and dangerous, and it’s natural to worry. But ultimately, I just have to remind myself that he’s good at his job. Really good. He’s safe and capable and very well trained, and spending my time worrying about him is really just fruitless. 

It still sucks sometimes. Spending our first Christmas alone? Not my favorite. Doing the same again on New Years Eve? Sure, that blew. And yeah, I may kill my own bugs, but I scream and cry and curse Taylor’s name and chosen profession the whole freaking time. And then I leave them for him to clean up.

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So many people today are stuck with jobs they hate. But Taylor is living his dream. He’s happy and fulfilled and he loves his job. And in turn, I love it too. So we enjoy our time together. We focus on the pros rather than the cons. We savor the holidays we do get to spend together. And we count our blessings. 




  • That was so sweet- thank you for sharing. Sometimes it is infinitely helpful (as well as a whole spoon full of humbling) to look at what others’ challenges are and stop focusing on yours. A big thank you to Taylor for saving babies, pulling cats out of trees, and making delightful calendars.ReplyCancel

  • kelsey hobbs

    Living the fireman’s family life is literally the best. My dad started just a few months before I was born and fought his first major fire on my first Christmas and burned his ears pretty badly.

    Now he’s been on the department for 25 years and I’ve only ever known to be proud, happy and supportive of what my dad does.

    My parent’s LOVED the 24 on-48 off schedule my dad had and we would often hear my mom tell him, “well, at least you go to the station tomorrow.” haha, setting good marriage examples foreva.

    I can’t imagine living any other life than the fire life.
    Welcome to the club!ReplyCancel

  • Morgan

    Hahaha the shoe!!!! I’m crying. Love your attitude and decision to focus on the positive. You two are too good!ReplyCancel

  • Okay this is the sweetest, you guys are adorable. Next time Taylor’s gone, please invite me over for wine, takeout and Gilmore Girls.ReplyCancel

  • the fire wife life is certainly one that is interesting and challenging and rewarding… something you’re SO humble about.

    we live in a large fire-family community and i married into a family with LOTS of firemen. i have always been amazed at how the commitment to the job is one that requires something of the whole family, not simply the firefighter.

    we’re in fire season right now so there’s lots of men missing from their homes, busy saving lives and homes all over the state… something i can’t imagine doing myself.

    you and taylor are the bomb diggity.ReplyCancel

  • It’s SO not weird to not miss your husband when he’s away. My husband sometimes travels for work, and I usually look forward to the days when he’s out when I can just be alone with my thoughts and my dogs and my Netflix…and not have to share the bed. ;) haha!ReplyCancel

  • You’re so my hero… the holidays alone would be so hard for me! (The fact that you leave notes with shoes and bugs… well, I do that and I’m not married to a firefighter.) Thanks for BOTH of your commitments and sacrifices… so we can all be safe. :)ReplyCancel

  • I can relate to so much of this. While my boyfriend isn’t in the life saving field, he travels for work and is gone during the week 3/4 of the year. We have been together 9 years and like you said, this is all I know. It’s been like this since the beginning. Also I like my alone time too. I can read, catch up on my shows and eat what I want. I mean I do miss him because the house isn’t the same but I know he’s coming back and the break gives us time to appreciate and miss each other.ReplyCancel

  • Gabriela

    I definitely have to give props to both you and Taylor! I think it’s much better that this is the only married life you know and therefore you’re not sad thinking about how things “used to be.” Honestly I don’t know if I could handle it. Both my fiancé and I work regular 8-5 corporate jobs (we even work for the same health care company but in different fields) and since that’s the only life I know and am used to, it would be hard for me to adjust to a schedule like yours and Taylor’s. Thanks for the sacrifices you guys make every day to make our communities safer!ReplyCancel

  • Randi

    Natalie, thanks for sharing this post. My husband just finished his second shift and so far life is kinda continuing as usual. Like oi said there are some challenges but in adult life when is there isn’t ya know? Anywuas thanks for sharing your perspective and how you and Taylor manage :)ReplyCancel

  • I think a big part of your marriage success is definitely that this “schedule” is all you guys know. Like you said, it would be SUCH a tough transition to go from the normal 8-5, to having your husband gone for essentially a full day or two at a time. I loved reading this! I always wondered what it was like :) Go Taylor for living his dream and go you for being super supportive wifey!ReplyCancel

  • I love this. It’s true that every career has its challenges, but it’s definitely a different kind of challenge that the two of you seem to go through. I love that you’re both supportive, and that because he loves what he does, it radiates through your relationship :)
    Also – sometimes it’s necessary to be alone. I like being in my own head. Not that I don’t love my boyfriend, just that there are times when it’s nice to turn yourself off.ReplyCancel

  • You are so very right! So many times the negatives of fire life are what you hear about and most people outside our lifestyle focus on. The nights alone, the holidays you attend without him, what do I do for dinner when it’s just me? It does give us time as wives to ourselves – to regroup, do things we love to do, and miss them a (even just a little bit!) so we appreciate the time when they are home so much more.ReplyCancel

  • […] from home as a mom has been…interesting. The whole balancing act? It’s tricky. Taylor’s work schedule has him gone for 24 hours at a time, so the days when he’s gone usually wind up being […]ReplyCancel

During this most recent unplanned week-long blogging hiatus (which are clearly becoming the norm around here), here’s what you missed:

I chopped off my locks. Never have I ever been so happy to kiss 6+ inches of hair goodbye. I’m still working on perfecting the wave and finding the perfect texturizing spray but OH MY do I feel light and free.  And so fresh and so clean clean. 


Booked a fall trip to DC with this girl. You know how sometimes you’re just perusing the internet and find tickets to DC for less than $200 and you’re like OH WE SHOULD GO. That’s basically how the whole thing went down.

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I restarted Gilmore Girls from the beginning. And was instantly reminded of how obnoxious first season Rory and Dean are. But I persevere because Jess is just right around the corner. 


I witnessed the strangest love/hate affair between these two EVER. 


I cried tears of the most extreme sadness because my favorite local cupcakery is GOING OUT OF BUSINESS. Plz send condolences and replacement cupcakes.


Took some family photos. Because Max is now selfie-trained. Hence the sad eyes and the “I hate these people” pose. 


And enjoyed the balling-est nutella milkshake there ever was.

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That’s basically it. A haircut, a milkshake, and some minor cupcake devastation. What about you?!




  • Woo hoo to the haircut! And please, you trained those puppy dog eye selfies. Too cute to not adore :)ReplyCancel

  • I LOVE YOUR HAIR. I also chopped an inch off and feel like a new woman.

    I have a girl’s night dinner to eat as much guac as I want tonight so that’s really all that’s keeping me going today.

    My work building is all over the news and there may be people rioting outside soon, so that’s fun.ReplyCancel

  • I lovvvve your hair! And a Nutella milkshake sounds amazing!ReplyCancel

  • LOVE LOVE the haircut. And let me know if you need DC recommendations… you’ll have to test out Georgetown Cupcakes!ReplyCancel

  • Ashley

    Love your hair so much!ReplyCancel

  • It’s a haircut kinda week! I got all of mine chopped off this morning! So sad about the cupcakes :( Our new town doesn’t have a cupcake shop and I was devastated when I found out hahaReplyCancel

  • Your hair cut is so cute! Glad you decided to take the plunge!ReplyCancel

Oh hum hum. I have one million and three things on my mind this week. Which makes blogging difficult, makes working difficult, and generally makes anything other than slumming it on the couch all day difficult. But here I am, winging it, as per usual.


Like, I’m ready for soup weather. Really ready. Broccoli cheddar, chicken noodle, tortilla, creamy wild rice, all the soups. But it’s four hundred and seven degrees outside. AND THAT’S TOO HOT FOR SOUP. It’s upsetting, primarily because summers in Texas are quite literally never ending. Until mid February, when the entire God-forsaken state ices over. Maybe I have some pent up anger towards my home state, okay?

I’m planning on writing a post re: being married to a firefighter, as some of you have suggested/requested. And while I have no problem rambling on about my marriage to a city-employed kitten rescuer for 500 words, is there anything in particular you people would like to know?

It’s hard to Instagram creatively when you spend your days at home. Like, I can only Instagram my morning cup of coffee and a pictures of Max so many times before it gets repetitive. So sorry my Instagram sucks lately. 

When it comes to decorating my house, I feel like I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place. All the walls, I repeat, all the walls are bare. But the problem is, decorating your house is expensive. Even if you use your weekly 40% off Hobby Lobby coupon, IT’S STILL EXPENSIVE. It would cost me hundreds of dollars to decorate every wall in this house! HUNDREDS. And then how would we eat?! And don’t you dare suggest that I hop on Pinterest and DIY something. Because I hate doing it myself. Hate it. I honestly believe that there is nothing worse than doing something yourself. But I don’t want to pay someone else to do it for me so…rock, meet hard place. Please send wall decor and new throw pillows because mine smell like dog.

After last week, I was SO ready to go for the lob. It was happening. I was convinced. But then as I picked up the phone to call the salon I was paralyzed by fear because what if my new short hair makes my face look all chubby and round? Or what if I can’t master the perfect wave??? These are legitimate fears. 

That was exhausting. I need a nap. 




  • Molly H

    Okay but honestly who the hell decided that it was acceptable to charge $50 for a THROW PILLOW?! It’s absurd. I so want cute throw pillows but every time I pick one up and look at the price tag I just throw it across the aisle and walk away. I feel your pain.ReplyCancel

  • Okay but you CAN make the perfect wave. I believe in you. And also YES WHY IS HOME DECOR SO PRICEY. Make it stop, universe. Make it stop.ReplyCancel

  • Toi

    Home decor is stupid. I need new curtains. Have you priced those? It varies between an arm and a leg and a vital organ. Makes me want to throw aluminum foil on the windows and just let the neighbors assume we make meth.ReplyCancel

  • I so feel you on the soup weather… in Houston and it is DISGUSTINGLY hot. I don’t want to turn my oven on, I don’t want to grill, I don’t even want to boil water because it will make it even more unbearable. So I’m eating pudding for lunch and that sounds like a win for me.ReplyCancel

  • I’m presently dying in the Dallas heat wave. I’m not a fan. There’s nothing on my walls either… so I won’t judge. Keep instagramming Max… because what’s not to love about that pup?! Being married to a firefighter…. hmmm…. how many version of a big hose joke have you heard? (I can’t keep it classy. It’s hot and I’m grumpy.)ReplyCancel

  • Screw the walls I’m worried about the real meat, the furniture! Seriously I think about this all the time, I can barely furnish our 1 bedroom apartment! My husbands always talking about when we buy a house someday, and all I can picture is our one couch, one chair, one dresser from my high school bedroom, the plastic bins from college, the kitchen table with 2/4 chairs missing and gum left under it from my little brothers…and all the rooms empty lol. When we do eventually buy a house we’re going to have to get a second loan for real furniture lol! It’s expensive shit. Really though, the walls are the worst. Right now I have like 4 picture frames hung staggeredly that make no sense and are too small for the wall. I am so bad at it.

    Ok that was long. bye!ReplyCancel

  • Randi

    You kill me – you’re humor it’s seriously the best. “So….rock, meet hard place” Lol. Although I feel you on the home decorating front. One suggestion I do have is look for warehouse stores that have discontinued or “damaged” items. That’s how my hubby and I furnished our home. Fridg, 2 couches, and 2 ottomans for $2400…I call that a steal. Ok firefighter – my husband graduates next week! I’m excited but also terrified! Whose going to kill the spiders?! Whose going to fix the broken toilet?! Also shift work – 24 hrs is a VERY long time for me to be wondering if he’s safe. Then 2 days home while I’m at the office working (read slaving away) I’m just lost so any and all advice would be wonderful! You’re the best!ReplyCancel

  • Ugh I had a similar dilemma when I went for a haircut this week. I was about get my first noticeable haircut in two years when I panicked and realized that I get my hair cut at the cheapest bargain salon in the mall and that is probably not the best place to get a life altering haircut. Also, I can’t curl or wave or whatever my hair so I should probably just keep it long and straight like I have for the past 28 years.

    I feel you with the weather, it’s supposed to be winter right now and I could be wearing shorts outside- over it.ReplyCancel

  • Umm, I will take all of the hot weather. I’m already getting depressed at how quickly we are speeding into fall. Maybe it’s because I come from a place where every day is soup weather? Okay, and decorating is the most expensive thing ever. Like, how can you seriously charge me $20 for a cardboard tray? How? That is not fair pricing and I will not pay it.ReplyCancel