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Our Son's Birth Story

Full of surprises. This kid sure has given us a bunch already! First, we didn’t know we were expecting until I was 15 weeks along – over a third of the way done. No symptoms beyond being tired, and um, with a growing and active toddler, that was life! I’d taken a pregnancy test in

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Or, I Can’t Throw Away My Throwaway Sweatshirt. I’ll delve into that part of the story in a minute. The Indianapolis Monumental was just overall an awesome racing experience with LOTS of cool moments. It all began over a year ago…(cue flashback music) When we found out I was pregnant last October, I was training

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The Elwood circus – Amelia (Baby E’s bloggy nickname) and Lucy and all – are heading down to Indy tomorrow for packet pickup before the race on Saturday. So tonight, I’m puttering around the house packing a bit and trying to think through what I’ll need for the race. It’ll be 30 stupid degrees out

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Or, A 5K Makes Rachel Cry. But they were tears of joy, so it was OK. Here’s my race report for the 2014 Girls Night Out All-Female 5K! Pre-Race: I had a work commitment in the morning, where I helped to man a WGM booth at a local n0nprofit event. Fortunately, I was able to

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Amelia (Baby Elwood bloggy name) is eight weeks old. As each week passes, I feel more and more centered and normal. Pregnancy is NOT a normal state of being, and there’s a reason that the weeks and months following birth are called “the fourth trimester.” Hormones, sleep deprivation, breastfeeding, not to mention your entire brain