Trust Me I'm a (mom)(yogi) RD

If you know me or have read this blog prior to today, then you're already aware that I'm OBSESSED with podcasts.  One of my recent faves is  RISE by Rachel Hollis (aka author of Girl, Wash Your Face ).  On a recent episode she discusses a unique way in which she goes about setting her goals for the New Year: FIRST by evaluating the year prior and organizing events or interactions she felt were successes, and then assessing those that were more learning opportunities to process how to turn them into examples of growth. NEXT she physically journals and writes out goals under specific themes like "To Market," "To Create," and so on.  I should first say I've never really been one to set specific goals during the new year, but the term Intentions  really resonates with me.  While I'm turned off by the idea of resolutions (most likely because I get annoyed with everyone's diet culture infused goals) I AM fascinated and really into reading self-hel

  With the start of the New Year, I planned to NOT write about resolutions, but instead on the topics of jealousy & competitiveness we all face.  For me personally, I've always struggled with wanting to be the BEST.... the best daughter, friend, student, mother, wife, dietitian, yoga instructor, writer....just to name a few.  And then this past week right before the start of 2019, the year 2018 kind of blew up in my face unexpectedly.  While I do want to keep this blog as authentic, open & relatable as possible, I also have the right to choose what things I keep private.  I mean in all seriousness, even mentioning sadness can be extremely vulnerable, so I guess that's a start.      "Still I Rise" by Maya Angelou (quoted above) is my absolute favorite poem of all-time.  It is strong, inspiring, raw, emotional, vulnerable, daring, wonderful, sassy, classy, fierce....the descriptions could go on an on.  Every time I read those words, I feel po