Emilee Janitz

1 month ago | theeverymom.com | Emilee Janitz

As a mom of two (soon to be three), I always appreciate when a fashion trend hits on both style and comfort. I want clothes to look cute and also be practical for everyday life. These qualities are especially important during the summer, when the temps are on the rise and many of us are experiencing our busiest season of the year. Between some much-needed time out of office, May through August is typically chock full.

1 month ago | eviemagazine.com | Emilee Janitz

There have been many times over the past several years that I’ve looked up from my laptop or phone screen and thought to myself, “Am I a troll? I must be.” At the very least, I thought, “I am very uncool and I don’t fit in with my fellow women.” Objectively, I realize this is ridiculous. As a 31-year-old married woman with two—soon-to-be three—children, a fulfilling professional career, and a lineup of enriching hobbies, I’m hitting all of the notes of womanhood.

1 month ago | theeverymom.com | Emilee Janitz

True story: I didn’t realize until after I held a shower for my second baby that doing so was considered “controversial.” I’m the first of my friends to have kids and didn’t grow up in a large family—my baby culture knowledge was minimal, and I frankly just assumed a baby shower was traditional for every new arrival. I didn’t realize it was normally a custom reserved for the first baby.

2 months ago | theeverymom.com | Emilee Janitz

There are few decisions more daunting or exciting than the one to start a family. Determining whether or not to add children to the mix is as terrifying as it is exhilarating. And if you decide to take that epic plunge and welcome a child into your heart and home, you may then be faced with yet another bigger-than-life decision: How many more? Families grow in different ways—from pregnancy and birth to surrogacy to adoption.

2 months ago | eviemagazine.com | Emilee Janitz

Four and half years ago I found myself head to head with a stark reality: I was woefully unprepared for pregnancy. Full of blissful, well-intentioned ignorance, I thought I was in for nine months of cute bump pics, nursery shopping, and fabulous hair. What I actually got was debilitating nausea, heartburn that could rival that of a fire-breathing dragon, and (maybe you see where this is going) significant weight gain. Now, I realize “significant” is subjective, so let me provide some numbers.