Follow us on Instagram!Dear body, I’m sorry I have said and thought so many terrible things about you. You give and give, I take and take. You have never let me down and I still call you names. 8 weeks ago you birthed a human in under two hours. Yesterday you ran 5 miles, today you ran 5 more. You’ve birthed three speedy times without any medical intervention or pain medication, you’ve been making milk for babies for 7 years, you’ve run marathons, hiked one of the tallest mountains in the world, climbed thousands of feet, biked and hiked hundreds of miles, backpacked, swam, surfed, skied, dove, lifted, traveled, held, carried, kissed, hugged, and healed. You have done ALL this and I still say you aren’t tight enough, tall enough, small enough, fast enough, smooth enough, strong enough, perky enough, pretty enough, bikini-ready enough... well enough is enough. It’s taken this 3rd pregnancy, my awesome birth and my speedy recovery to finally realize how amazing you are. So guess what? I am DONE (finished) thinking shitty things about you! I am sooo tired of hating you. If this is what a body looks like that can do and give ALL OF THIS then you are PERFECT. I love you and I am grateful for you. However many pounds you still carry from this last pregnancy are just fine. I promise to get off the scale, to nourish you and to continue working on healthy relationships with food. And you just keep doin’ your thing ok? Maybe if I start loving you more we can keep all this great stuff going another 50 years. Whattaya say? #effyourbeautystandards #bodyjustice🌟Shiloh Jasper Sedivec 🌟He finally has a name! Sweet Shiloh is 1 month old, 9 lbs 7oz and faring well in a busy and noisy home. Life with three is tender, exhausting, perfect, hilarious and overwhelming. I don’t have enough brain power or arms to meet everyone’s needs, it’s full on, I need a shower and a HOT cup of coffee but I am in love with this beautiful headache we’ve created. Caring for these peanuts is my greatest privilege and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Thank you for joining this crazy crew of ours Shiloh. We love you. (Cedar wasn’t interested in being in a picture today so it looks like we have two but I swear there are 3 😂)I wouldn’t leave the party until he asked me out and that was the best decision I ever made. Happy Anniversary my love. Sorry for being a creeper I just knew you were the one. 🤷♀️ thanks for the party @lkgoldman @dan_way8 @loleujensen @rd_way_ 📷 @mikeadrian 🙏🏼On Friday March 22nd our third baby was born fast and beautifully at home. This was our second planned home birth and the experience was everything I wanted. The gentle care of our midwives and dedicated friends who hopped out of bed at 3am to support me, the love and presence of Peter and our two older children make my heart feel like it’s going to burst. 🌟 Our baby is a boy and he’s perfect. He arrived at 7lbs 14oz and we are still finalizing a name. Until we do, the kids are calling him Seaweed. They think that fits our family name theme. 😂 🌟 THANK YOU to our new community in Bend who went above and beyond to make us feel supported as we approached this transition. A meal train was set up, food was dropped off, rides home were given, play dates offered, texts and social media messages were sent... A friend even dropped off a Ayurvedic postpartum recovery meal she prepped for us to put in the croc pot when labor started so it was ready to nourish me when baby was born. Congee for the win! 🌟 I’ll never know how we got so lucky (in less than 2 years) to find so many new wonderful people in our lives. And to my soul sisters and mama in SoCal, friends in other parts of the country and world, I felt ALL THE LOVE! Apparently so did the baby because his placenta came out in the shape of a heart ❤️😳 🌟 For those friends who texted and worried that their check-ins were a bother I want to say- never ever EVER is receiving love a bother to me. I cherished the knowledge that you were holding our family in your hearts and minds. 🌟 I do not take one bit of this for granted. All my love right back atcha you wonderful people! You sure know how to make a mama feel supported and for that I am grateful. @kimieabreak 🙏🏼 @mountainlightashtanga 🙏🏼@bendbirthcenter 🙏🏼@candiceannw 🙏🏼 @lkgoldman 🙏🏼 @baudinolori 🙏🏼 @92675forme 🙏🏼My lovely and talented friend Cate took a quick photo sesh with me and my babes (and my mama) in one of my favorite parks in Bend. Peter was enjoying the best ski day of his life so I’m not sorry he isn’t in these 😉 We love him so much that he is always there (even when he’s not). Thanks for loving these beautiful babes with me my love. All 3 of them!When you can’t get to the mountain, there is always the second story roof. ⛷
Category Archives: Utah
The last portion of our vacation was the big motivator for taking the trip. Our friend Greg was participating in the Zion 100, an ultra-marathon spanning 100 miles of the Zion wilderness. I was so excited about his race that I begged Peter to plan a vacation to Utah around the same time. He agreed and there we were, meeting everyone at Greg’s hotel to learn about our responsibilities as support crew and pacers. The race began in the dark, early in the morning on a Friday. (I was already so jealous of him)
Good morning Greg! Ready to run 100 miles?! Continue reading
The hike to Angel’s landing is another ass kicker. The hike is straight up and carved into the side of sheer rock, the trail is an aggressive approach to a flat and gorgeous look out above.
That peak above Peter’s head is Angel’s Landing, where we are headed.
Zion From Bryce we drove down the gorgeous highway 89 and into the northern entrance of Zion. Having never visited Zion national park before I really had no idea what to expect.
On the long deserted stretch toward Bryce we were surprised when three Pronghorns bolted across the road in front of us. Peter swerved left, the confused Pronghorn ran right and slammed into the side of our car. I screamed the foulest of foul words and it’s nothing short of a miracle that Sage has not started running around dropping F bombs whenever she sees a animal. Somehow the word didn’t stick and fortunately we slowed down enough that both the Pronghorn and the car were ok. Well I think the Pronghorn is ok. It sauntered of into the wilderness and was only a short distance behind its friends. At the time we had no idea what the animal was and were both in shock. We found the closest pullout and drove in to catch our breath. The shock turned into tears of laughter (me) when this sign was staring at us from the side of the road.
Upon seeing the signs for Kolob Canyon we made a last minute decision to get off the highway and check it out. Sage was sleeping so we stayed in the car but from the car we saw many hiking opportunities and were interested in the overnight backcountry possibilities leaving this side of the park.
When our friend Greg announced he was going to run one hundred miles for the Zion 100, I jumped at the chance to make supporting him, a vacation for us. We explored many different options for the trip, bike touring was on the table for a while, taking the camper trailer, backpacking… when finally what seemed like the best way to do it all was to leave the camper trailer at home, make reservations for hotels and campgrounds, pack up the car, load the mountain bikes, and hit the road.