Rebecca Heid
My name is Rebecca Walden Miller Heid. I am married to Andrew Heid, a traveling production electrician who travels 90-percent of every normal (aka non-Covid shutdown) year. We have two beautiful daughters and are so very blessed in our lives, family, work, and health.
I love living in Chattanooga and making connections here for ourselves and our children. I look forward to sharing more of my family's journey with you! Let’s figure out this motherhood thing together!
The Perk of Seasonal Consignment Sales
In my 20s, I was more than willing to throw down an obscene amount of money for a lovely pair of high heels and a new dress. Those were the days of the flirtatious...
There’s a Slice for Everyone: Family-Friendly Pizza in Chattanooga
As I am currently on a dairy-free diet due to my newborn’s allergy, I can’t help but plot my way through a pizza-eating binge for when I can return to the wonderful world of...
Life With Gestational Diabetes {Part Three}
I'm at the very end of baby-making and am staring down the narrow canal of the birthing process. All this is made just a bit more intimidating and unsure thanks to the gestational...
Life With Gestational Diabetes {Part Two}
The first few days were nothing but panic, self-recriminations, and even more panic. Now, with over a month of Gestational Diabetes experience under the ever-widening belt, there is largely a sense of resignation tinging...
Life With Gestational Diabetes {Part One}
I've been basking lately in the fact that this pregnancy was going much smoother than my last. With my four-year-old daughter's time in the tummy, I was Kate-Middleton-levels sick without the fancy private hospital....
Pregnant and Finally Allowing Myself to Like My Body
I doubt it will be any surprise to anyone who has read my posts before that I have a sincerely unhappy relationship with my body image. There are few times that I willingly take...
The Night Terror That Scared the Pants Off the Parents
It was a relatively normal night. Lillie fell asleep with her usual amount of fuss and fizzle before conking out. She was sandwiched between her daddy and me when it happened: our four-year-old had...
My Daughter Just Said her First Goodbye
I think we all remember the first goodbye in our lives. Some, like my daughter, are lucky enough that their loss is a beloved pet and not a friend or family member. Whatever level...
Behind Every Princess, There is a Brave Daddy/Prince
We get the looks alright: confused, charmed, captivated, and condescending. However, the looks float right over the tiara-wearing head of my little princess, who thinks hoop skirts and frilly fringes are everyday attire.
Behind her...
I Am So Thankful for My Village: Chattanooga
I hate to say it, but the first few years of motherhood for me were tough, to the point of being downright horrible. It had nothing to do with my wonderful, beautiful daughter --...