This is February 2017

This is my first post since being back in the USA. We only arrived 6 months ago. A blog post every 1/2 year might be a bit much. Apologies to anyone out there who thinks I write too often. 2016 was quite the year for my family. Financial downward spiral and black hole. The glorious birth of our first child. Moving countries with a 3 month old. And now we are in the middle of the immigration process for my husband. Which takes quite a lot of time. Which makes us more patient people? Hopefully he will be able to get work authorization within the next few months. We’re hopeful for April, but thinking it will probably be more like May. Which in the grand scheme of things isn’t toooo far away, hey hey? Eh? Having money to exist is so overrated anyway. I’m sure we can all agree there.

I have plans to work on the blog more as I have too many thoughts and reflections and ideas of things I’d like to jot down and mull over. I want to talk about food and health and makeup and products I love for the three of us and motherhood and pregnancy and birth and everything really, let’s be serious. I’m leaning toward my next post being about my tips on preparing the body for pregnancy and getting it into a more fertile state. In my early twenties my health was declining more and more with each new year. By age 25 I thought I might not ever be able to have children with everything that was going on physically. I felt betrayed by my own body and felt like I was never going to get better. That I would be miserable until the day I died and secretly wished that the day I die must come sooner rather than later. I am not dramatic at all guys – just so you know. But then I learned A LOT. I made some drastic changes regarding my diet and lifestyle that have made me substantially healthier which in turn prepared my body for childbearing. A great consequence if you ask me. I was not very confident at first that my body would be able to get/be pregnant very easily at all. I was quite surprised and even shocked that I was able to get pregnant the exact first month of wanting to try for a baby. And I feel that so many women can reverse a lot of infertility issues with specific things they can do themselves to change things around. I will share some of my thoughts on the topic soon.

Gosh I miss Australia. Geelong. Torquay. Ocean Grove. Melbourne. We initially thought that we would live in Australia long term as in like forever. I had my house that for once really seemed like my home. I typically don’t live in the same place long enough for the dwelling to feel like much of anything let alone a real home that feels cozy and inviting. Oh how I miss the crisp fresh air amidst the multitude of birds chirping and the near constant breeze blowing. And the sight of the white sailboats dotting the bay. As much as I miss it I know deep down that my family is better suited for living in my country instead of Trent’s. So I will accept that fate and as the years pass and as we age and grow old together I will simply remember our little home in a country far, far away that we once lived in and dreamed in and laughed in and cried in.


The house we left behind


A sunset from our front porch


Trent’s view out the windows of his work overlooking the Geelong waterfront


Barwon Heads


In this life you must learn how to change and change often. Many things are never constant. In fact most things aren’t. My family has lots of goals we want to accomplish in 2017 and also for 2018. If we meet even a couple of our goals I will be satisfied. As long as we are making goals and striving to achieve great things then that is really all that matters. Be better today than you were yesterday. Even if it’s a minuscule amount of better. God understands. He knows. He catches us when we are falling. And goodness knows falling is a commonality.

Trent has been enjoying his first winter with snow and I am happy that Utah has shown him lots of white this year since he’s never seen it before. Our little man is already 9 months. Wasn’t it just yesterday I thought I was dying during labor? As of a month ago he’s decided he isn’t fond of his bottles any longer. “Drink your milk” is uttered 73418 times per day. Annnnnd then there are solids. Or there are supposed to be solids. He doesn’t believe in solids other than avocado and orange things (think pumpkin, squash, sweet potato), and peanut butter and absolutely nothing else…..yet. He’s got 2 front bottom teeth and loads of blonde hair. He loves to crawl and laughs about anything and everything. His first word was Mama. Dada soon followed.

Next month both Trent and I will be turning the big 3 – 0. Yes we share the same birthday month. And birthday year. So here’s to new beginnings as we enter our thirties in March and our little boy turns 1 in April. Gasp!!!

Hoping to write more soon. I hope you will have/are having a blessed day!


Brittany Talks – Journey to Find Health

Hi there,

I thought that it might help me to try to talk about my health journey in addition to writing it down which I have done so in my About section of this blog. The more we can share our stories and connect with others, the less alienated we feel.


Whew! To put into words my experiences was a lot harder than I had expected. Note all of the ummms. Sometimes I wonder if the past decade of my life wasn’t as stressful as it was if I would not be in the health situation I am in now. My father got very ill once I graduated high school when I was age 18 and had to be on kidney dialysis. I started college. I watched as my father got closer and closer to death. I got married at age 21. I will never forget how feeble and weak my father was as he walked me down the aisle at my wedding. He died when I was 22. I graduated with my Bachelor’s degree at age 23. I filed for divorce later that year at age 23 after only 2.5 years of marriage. Right before turning 24 I was in a car accident that totaled my car. My depression was at its worst from ages 23-26. At ages 24-26 my mother had multiple surgeries on her heart because it is failing. At age 26 I finally booked my first appointment with a functional medicine doctor and ended up completely changing my diet and lifestyle practically overnight. At age 26 I met the love of my life Trent. At age 27 we got married. I am now 28.

I strongly believe that in a lot of health cases, stress and traumatic events can in and of itself send our bodies into a debilitating state which is what happened to me. Add that to a lifestyle with minimal sleep and poor dietary choices and a recipe for disaster gets brewing.

I am in a certain sense grateful for my past and what it has taught me. I now take pretty darn good care of myself as far as what I eat and drink. I am mindful of how many hours of sleep I am getting each night. I do try not to be a stress maniac but that is probably my biggest battle. It really did take me hitting rock bottom in order for me to wake up and realize that I needed to listen to my body and find real help. My husband’s health has improved as well as he takes on this journey with me. Bless him. And if we one day find ourselves with children I have a much better understanding of what is healthy and what is not in which I can pass that knowledge onto them.

All is never lost if we keep hope alive. Though there may be moments or even years with nonexistent faith in a better day ahead whatever your circumstance, those who keep fighting in retrospect say that the fight was worth it. I am one of those people.

The motto of the past decade of my life is this: If you let Him, God will turn your messes into masterpieces.