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Hello! I am Shauna, very happily married to my soulmate, Jarrod. Proud mom to 4 boys, and proud step mom to 3 girls, and a much bigger family beyond just that... as well as furry family members. I am currently a stay-at-home mom. I am a big believer in free self-expression. I am heavily tattooed, and I enjoy being able to wear some of my favorite images on my skin to see every day. I have always been an artistic, hippie soul. I take lots of photos, draw, sculpt, and whatever else I can get my hands on. Iย am a peace-lover. Donโ€™t get me wrong, I enjoy a good debate, and learning about other points of view. But when it is all said and done, I donโ€™t hold grudges or resentments. I am good at letting go the things that upset or anger me. But I always learn from those lessons. I believe war and any type of discrimination is ridiculous, and as cliche as it may sound, I wish we could all just get along. Anyway, to find out more about me, our family, and our life, read my blog! Follow it if you like what you read, and feel free to share it with your friends. Thanks for reading!

Felix is 11 Months Old!

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Felix is 11 months old now!ย  I feel repetitive when I say this, but he’s very close to crawling now.ย  He’s on his hands and knees quite a lot, and scooting backwards.ย  He just needs to learn a little more coordination between his hands and knees.ย  He is enjoying playtime a lot more, and enjoys a variety of toys now instead of just a select few.ย  He’s even playing with pots and pans in the kitchen when allowed.ย  He’s been pulling himself up onto his knees lately, but doesn’t really have the trunk strength to support himself in a standing upright position, so he quickly “melts” into a tummy-down position.

This last few weeks has been full of illnesses.ย  A cold, the stomach flu, another cold.ย  It feels like an endless loop of snot and congestion for Felix.ย  It has messed up anything resembling a sleep schedule, and has made him very clingy.

He remains a great eater.ย  He loves meal times, and always wants to eat what we’re eating.ย  He eats all of it in small bites.ย  He does well with dairy now, and has no diet restrictions any longer.

Felix loves going out of the house.ย  He gets irritable when we stay home for a whole day, so I try to at least go for a short drive every day.ย  However, we are entering the coldest part of the year, so that may change for the next couple of months.

Physical therapy continues to go well.ย  Felix is getting stronger and stronger every week.

Our next update will be a big one.ย  ONE YEAR OLD!

FREE Tubal Reversal Surgery

My tubal ligation reversal surgery experience was outstanding! Iโ€™ve written about it before, and Iโ€™d like you to read about it if you havenโ€™t already, by clicking

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That being said, the doctor who performed the surgery, Dr. Monteith, has started a great new program that allows 3-4 people per year to have a FREE reversal surgery. Thereโ€™s an application process, of course. But this guy and his staff are amazing at what they do. To have the opportunity for a free surgery from him is a true gift. Check out all the details by clicking

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Starting It Off Right

This year, I have a few things I want to work on. I’m sure I won’t keep up with it all during the whole year. But I’m going to give it a good try. So here’s my short list:

  • Improve attitude. No need to be so annoyed, irritated and angry so often. And when I am, I donโ€™t need to rattle on and in about it. I need to internalize a little, and work through it in a more constructive way.
  • Read more. Books, stories, whatever. At least 15 minutes a day, or perhaps a book per month. I miss reading for pleasure, and I want to start again.
  • Use Duolingo for Spanish for once! I’ve gotten pretty far before, and I’ve always wanted to be fluent in Spanish. I have a good foundation from high school and even a little in college. So what the heck am I waiting for? I don’t wanna waste what I already know.
  • Vlog at least once a month, joining my friend Jess in vlogging for 2020. I don’t know what sort of content I’ll be posting besides Felix, but I’ll figure something out. Even if they’re just 5-minute videos. I want to document our life for memories.
  • Improve my diet. I’m not looking to lose a ton of weight or anything drastic. I just want to cut out some junk food and cut back on portion sizes. The goal is to not gain any weight back. And maybe lose 10-20 lbs.

These are pretty simple and not very demanding of my time, so hopefully at least a couple of these things will make it until the end of the year.

HAPPY NEW YEAR! Happy new decade! ๐Ÿ™‚

How To Love A Hippie

How To Love A Hippie.

Aug 5, 2015

To love a hippie is to take a walk into a soulโ€™s garden and stop to smell the flowers.

Itโ€™s early morning sunshine stretching across a bed tangled with โ€œI love youโ€™sโ€ and the soft gasps of dreams.

To love a hippie is to escape from the mundane into a world that is magicalโ€”seeing the joy in the moon rising above the distant sea and the beauty of lips pressed against fresh daisies.

Itโ€™s music that lifts and dips, this way and that, moving to a beat all its own. Itโ€™s bare feet and long hair tangled in your sleep, and itโ€™s the smile you just canโ€™t forget.

To love a hippie is to hold hands with nature while kissing the stars.

Itโ€™s moonbeams and rainbowsโ€”and just a little bit of thunder.

Itโ€™s the smell of summer rain steaming against the hot earth, and the touch of grass wet with dew upon up the toes.

To love a hippie is to decide that the rules arenโ€™t always worth pursuing. For even on the best day, a hippie will manage to break a few.

A hippieโ€™s love is free as the lark in the sky, and as vast as the night.

Everything and nothing at once, itโ€™s the indescribable feeling of wanting but not needing.

Itโ€™s the taste of Elderflower liquor heavy with the smell of Ganeshas Dream hovering in the air. Bare shoulders and wild eyes that dance at the edge of reason and passion.

To love a hippie is to journey into the tempestuous unknown of this life with nothing more than a soft hand and hope.

To love a hippie is to thirst for adventure as others desire their morning coffee. Itโ€™s a love like sleek cobblestones and icy glaciers.

To love a hippie is to know that the journey will matter mostโ€”that the destination will somehow become lost between 2:00am kisses and fresh bread from the bakery. Itโ€™s homemade strawberry jam licked from expectant fingertips, and the taste of honey dust upon bare skin.

To love a hippie is to journey above the rules of relationships and far beyond the expectations of society.

Itโ€™s free love, and itโ€™s always the best kind.

To love a hippie is to marry at sunset with the sound of the surf as the only witness. Itโ€™s a marriage of two heartsโ€”without rings, without lace and without pretense. It exists because the universe has conspired to make it so.

To love a hippie is to journey not just into love, but into finding yourself as well. It is comfort and understandingโ€”and patience as warm as mammaโ€™s quilt by the fire.

To choose to love a hippie is to decide to make romantic love real. Itโ€™s a candleโ€™s flickering glow.

Itโ€™s the beauty of love that exists simply becauseโ€”just as the chicory grows along the wild riverbankโ€”because the very best of things just are. Just as the sun rises in the morning above green-laced hilltops, and as the moon glows pearl-like over fields, the love for a hippie just is.

For a hippie loves another from the purest place in their heart; they donโ€™t know how to love any other way.

If youโ€™re lucky enough to be loved by a hippie, it wonโ€™t be because of anything you own or the money in your wallet. It will be because they see you for who you really are; they see the magic you create when youโ€™re not looking.

They are the ones who love with the enthusiasm of a meteor shower in the middle of summerโ€”for they do everything with all their hearts. They are full-throttleโ€”passionate.

They donโ€™t just desire your body; they want to touch your soul as well. They wonโ€™t just kiss your lips, but your fingertips too.

They donโ€™t just want you for a night, but for as much of their future as they are willing to plan.

And while they know only the foolish make promises of forever, the truest oath they can make is this:

As long as the sun and moon still kiss the sky, they will try to love you as they did the very first day.

To love a hippie is to know that wherever life takes you, youโ€™ve got your own bit of paradise right next to youโ€”and sheโ€™s just waitinโ€™ for a kiss.

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Author: Kate Rose

Editor: Toby Israel