About healthifiedhaven

Hi ya'll! My name is Melissa. I have been married to my husband, Chris, for four years. We have two dogs--a German Shepherd named Niko, and a shitzu/puggle mix named Herbie. During the day my time is spent teaching 4th grade mathematics. At night, I do my best to cook healthy dinners and stay fit by exercising. The Healthified Haven is where I will share some of my day to day life as I aspire to be healthified.

Written on My Forehead

So I sit here in a hotel room watching Dr. Oz spilling tip after tip, as I have this word HEALTH written all over my forehead. Not because I am eating clean or exercising the way I used to or the way I want to be, but because I am at this hotel room with wrinkles, and headaches, and breakouts.

Some might say, “You are in a hotel; why all the stress?  You must be on vacation.”  

Ugh, not quite that luxurious.  More along the lines of a hospital hotel.  Though I am thankful.  I am thankful I am here because, well, I am with my dad. 

So as the talk show hosts go on and on about being healthy and eating right and exercising, there is still no definitive answer on how to cure cancer. 

Back for a Quick Minute

Wowzer!  I can’t believe it has been nearly a year since I last posted.  Just popping in to say “Hello.”  I often think about how much I miss this hobby, or no pay side job as it was extremely time consuming.  Just a bit on the health front–this morning I worked out with my sister for the first time since August.  And I’ve totally been slacking on any creativity and cooking in the kitchen.  My husband is lucky to get one meal a week cooked by me.  There has been a lot of craziness in my world this past year.  I may share some over the next few months when I get inspired to write or talk or share.  Bye for now; I’ll be back soon. 

I Wonder

Lately, I find myself wondering.  

Lately, it’s unveiled on blogs.

Lately, it’s filling the news feed of my facebook home page.

Lately, it’s talked about in the lunch room at work.

Lately, it’s bringing joy to friends and family around me.

Lately, it’s whispered in my prayers.

I say to myself, “Maybe it is not meant to be.  If it is, then it will happen, right?”

So, I sit and I wonder.

Will I ever be a mother?