Last New Year’s Eve I sipped champagne while I overlooked the glittering lights of the Eiffel Tower. It was one of the most magical moments of my life. When midnight struck, I knew whole-heartedly 2016 was going to be my best year yet. I couldn’t wait to return home to the
gentleman pirate who had very recently stolen my heart. My intuition was telling me my life would be changing drastically within the next three months. It couldn’t have been more right.
I was pregnant less than a month later.
Life is a series of adjustments and 2016 provided plenty of them. Once I resigned to the fact I was physically, and mentally, too sick to get out of bed, I decided I would forego most of the goals I made for 2016 and focus on growing a healthy babe instead. I definitely feel accomplished. She’s super squishable and growing faster than I would’ve ever imagined.
It’s easy to look back on 2016 and think I didn’t quite do much else than be pregnant, but that’s simply not true! I ran my 2nd full marathon (two days before I found out I was pregnant). I filmed a new reality show. A different reality show I filmed the year before finally aired. I sailed to Catalina Island for the first time (then returned a 2nd time, both while pregnant). I took trips to San Diego, Las Vegas, NorCal (twice) all while pregnant. I even managed to squeeze in an international trip (with my 8 week old in tow) to New Zealand.
While being pregnant and becoming a new mom didn’t hinder my travel schedule too drastically, it did make for a very different New Year’s Eve. We spent the New Year in Northern California visiting Dakota’s mom. Our sweet angel sleeps in 9-12hr stretches each night since she was 7 weeks old, but I’m still nowhere near prepared to leave my sweetie without her momma, or daddy, to go out on the town for a date night. After I laid Chunkz down, I popped a bottle of champagne to drink my dinner in bed. I assumed Dakota would drink champagne with me, but he overindulged in his mom’s homemade chili. Even though I rang in 2017 buzzed in bed, while Dakota burnt my retinas out with his gassy asshole, there isn’t anywhere else I would’ve rather been. I had my babygirl on my right, her
farter father on my left, and it felt really amazing to be entering a New Year with them by my side.
It’ll be challenging to juggle my career goals while simultaneously caring for my sweet Chicken Nachos, but I’m ready for it. She inspires me to work harder than I ever have before. My biggest goal of the New Year, and years to come, is to continue to be a mom she can be proud of while telling people “That’s my mom! She taught me how to ease the tension of the room with a well-crafted dick joke!”