It’s true I am 100% a vodka girl!
Last night I did both, calm down Dad I had a DD he’s the guy in the left of the photo! My Husband Kyle and recently faced a Bar and cabinets at the Durham Distillery a boutique Distillery and the home to Modern Gin.
So we were invited to there Grand Opening! It was a crappy night in Durham as we got dumped on by Joaquin, but when we arrived the tents were a glow and I was rocking my newest Edie Sedgwick Doo!
As we entered we were greated by Melissa and Lee the husband and wife master minds behinde this “modern Gin” as they ushered me to the tasting bar I was reluctant since I couldn’t mix my gin due to the NC liquor laws. Oh the hesitation in that first shot of Gin and I had to take it straight…
I was blown away seriously the discription of this Gin is exactly as the way it taste. It was smooth it was a little floral it was in fact
Vodkas cousin in a red dress!
Liqueur was next in line to taste!
Damn Fine is the only way to describe this chocolatey alcoholic goodness! This would be perfect alone on the rocks!
We had a lovely time! Thank you Melissa and Lee! We look forward to watching this buisness grow!
In short, I don’t drink Gin but if I do it better give me a Conniption!
711 Washington Street
Durham, NC 27701
The prompt on WordPress says
Share your story here…
That’s exactly what I’m doing. Someone asked me today what my goal was with the blog; originally it started as a fashion blog because who doesn’t want to have a reason for all those selfies.
Once I found out I was pregnant I was terrified of what it was going to do to my body. I had worked so hard to be in great shape to feel good in my clothes, so good infact I was shareing pictures of myself with millions of strangers.
You’re not fat, you’re pregnant
I failed to see the difference honestly, and what is maternity fashion anyway. I spent my entire life trying to conseal my not so flat stomache, or my wide hips. All of a sudden it was acceptable to be round.
In the early months of my pregnancy I counted my calories to make sure my child was nourished and I wasn’t going to gain more than the 25-30 pounds at the doctors request .I gained 25lbs in three months eating 2000-1500 calories a day, and continuing my regular workouts.
I wore leggings and black tops, mostly target and H&M that was an easy staple before pregnancy now it was a prison. I was stuck in my own body and forced to act as though it was the greatest time of my life because it was way more difficult to tell people I was miserable.
Where is the silver lining in all of this Fashion misery…. Those things you hear about the weight coming off fast. Actually true; I was 20lbs down the first week after my son was born. I was so excited to be able to bend over once I was clear to excersise again it was the greatest feeling of my life.
I have this amazing little ball of joy that loves long walks and giggles when I jump rope, my entire pregnancy I failed to realize it was infact temporary . Like so many hard ships in your life… This too shall pass, and it did.
Your body will never be the same after you have a baby
Your right it’s not, it’s better than ever and how I view myself now is diffrent, there is a difference between pregnant and fat; fat doesn’t give you a baby it just gives you diabetes.
According to The American Congress of Obstetricians and Gynecologists ( ACOG), between 14-23% of womenwill struggle with some symptoms of depression in pregnancy.
This was a Stat I remember sitting in bed reading through my tears. I had just gotten into another fight with my husband, We had been married about six months . No stranger to a passionate argument, this one felt diffrent.
The only reason I won’t hurt myself is because I might be pregnant.
Who says that? Who feels that? What was I thinking… Had I lost my mind.
It was months before I started researching Depression During Pregnancy as I sat alone in our bedroom quietly sobbing to myself I realized I wasn’t alone. Not only had other women experinced what I was going through, but It was infact a new theroy . There was a time when doctors belived it was impossible to be anything but happy while you were pregnant.
I would sit on the floor sobbing and my husband feeling so helpless would hold me and say… Poo 😦 ( our term of endearment ) I had convinced myself the child inside of me was taking all of my happiness and it was okay I felt this way because he was going to be so happy!
The idea that I was overwhelmed with sadness during what some women refer to as the best time of there life was more pressure than I could handle.
There are lots of hormonal ups and downs during pregnancy, but depression and anxiety are all consuming and take over. Those voices speak louder than any other. Even the statistics make you feel tiny…you are less than a Quater so you must be broken.
I was sad during my pregnancy and I am a happy well adjusted and gracious mother, my mental health does not change how much I love my child.
Depression during and after pregnancy: A resource for women, their families and friends from the U.S. Department of Health and Human Services, Health Resources and Services Administration, Office of Maternal and Child Health
mothertobaby.org, Medications and more during pregnancy and breastfeeding from the Organization of Teratology Information Specialists (OTIS)
I’ve taken a short pause from blogging for so many reasons. I’d love to say it was because I was pregnant and exhausted or because I’m a new mom.
The honest truth is ;when I started this blog I promised myself if I didn’t have anything nice to say than I wasn’t going to say anything…
In a series of blogs over the next month you will experince my honesty, heartbreak , and sadness. Most of all I hope my Story will help you on your journey. In the end this is a fairytale, it’s just the missing pages filled in.
My latest Blog isn’t even my own work. I was recently interviewed by our local news paper as an expert on Cowboy boots, as you know I am slightly obsessed. Read the articleonline
There are very few things that I relate to large groups of women about. For most of my life I’ve been one of the dudes!
I find myself in a girls club like never before, I relate to Women. I’m starting to understand why they let their bodies, and fashions go. I’m Beginning to see why they love their kids more than their husbands.
Lets be honest everyone has a friend that refuse to be. A mirror enemy : a close friend or acquaintance that embodies all of the least favorite characteristics of oneself.
In this case I’m my own mirror enemy. I’m 11 weeks pregnant with my first child. If you ask any woman how pregnancy is this is what you will hear.
I loved being pregnant!
you can eat whatever you want!
I actually lost weight
aren’t the Hormones amazing, and your skin just glows
Don’t worry, you’ll lose the weight fast from breast feeding
My father asked me not to curse in my blog, Dad I’m sorry!
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit
I am miserable, and you’re really going to hate me. I’ve never vomited once! No, I’m not throwing up violently for everyone to know that I’m pregnant. I’m either constipated, farting, or having horrible diarrhea. I was actually in the bathroom so long the other day my husband insinuated I had been cheating on him with myself…. Have you lost your mind sir.
Oh yes I’m incredibly horny there are hormones racing through my body like a 13
year old boy, but between the mood swings the farts and the constant nagging
What am I supposed to do with it?
I think or my first trimester as the 7 signs you’re pregnant: or The 7 Deadly Sins.
Lust: all of a sudden you can’t drink or smoke for what seems like the rest of
Your life, and if you have a good partner they will offer to Not do those things with you. If your partner is human they will do those things within a matter of days. So you Lust after their freedom as they flaunt it right in front of you.
Greed: I found myself shopping daily, trying to hoard every last pair of size 28 designer jeans I could find, because these were my last weeks in this body. As the bloat and the beer bellyesk bump began to hang over my perfectly sculpted waist.
Gluttony: Whether you are eating to keep from throwing up or you are craving fast food. You are no longer in charge of portion control or your own tastebuds. I have struggled my entire life with weight gain, and my relationship with food; this is unlike and food struggle. The gluttony that takes over and the cravings that leave you helpless.
Envy: You want to head bunt every girl in Pure Barre that hasn’t been forced to stop stretching on There stomach . Every person who can drink Beer and eat Mexican cheese sucks, because you are so envious of them.
Anger: You can probably tell by now its not all baby bumps and glowing skin over here. My husband said it best, “ wow, they really lie to you don’t they when does it look like your pregnant?” Just another reason to be angry ; you just have a frat boy beer belly and you hate everyone.
Pride: you struggle with this one in between bouts of self-doubt and trying to reassure yourself you’re not crazy. You become prideful and no one anywhere better doubt you … God Forbid they question you.
I will end you is an appropriate to response to every question.
Sloth: You are so unbelievably exhausted and fatigued, your clothes don’t match,
Your house is a mess, and you smell like a fart.
And you smell like a Fart
That is where the blog originally ended. Unfortunately this is only the beginning, and I know for a fact it will get better and there are a million reasons women do this multiple times. I started this blog to be about food and fashion and only publish positive honest views. Just to Clarify this is positive, because on the other end of this blog in the year 2015 is the smartest, most beautiful amazingly talented artist I will ever meet, and if you ever say anything different about my kid…
I WILL END YOU
We will make it ok! Photos By JAM