we have a feature post on the blog today...and it's definitely not one you'll want to pass up as i'm telling you all about four gorgeous gals! i mean...one lives in iceland. so exotic! (ps. kaelene...if you post any more ridiculously gorgeous pictures i'm coming to visit.) 

just sneak a peak at their blogs and you'll see why you should love them...just like me.

B O N U S - i asked each one of these gals an embarrassing moment...and those are always fun to read.
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As a foreigner in Iceland my life is full of embarrassing moments! This past year I have been trying my best to learn Icelandic and not make a complete fool of myself. Just when I think I have it all figured out someone asks me a question, I panic, and in front of a large group of people say.... well your going to want to read this post to get the whole story.

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Going back and reading some of my old blog posts, that was embarrassing. But in all honesty, I don't take myself too seriously and have had a lot of embarrassing moments that I just have to shake off and laugh about. The most embarrassing being when my husband first took me to a dinosaur museum/dig site I didn't know that dinosaurs were actually real...he still gets a good laugh out of that one.

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I can often be the queen of embarrassing moments, but I just try to roll with it...the best that I can! Becoming a new Mom this past year has taught me a lot about patience, that you cannot control everything, and you honestly do just have to roll with the punches. When my son was 4 months old, I headed to Vegas for one of my girlfriend's bachelorette party. I was super excited because I definitely had the Vegas itch and was so excited to celebrate with my girlfriend; but I was a little nervous because I did not know anyone else who was going to be at the party that weekend. I was also super nervous because I was still exclusively breastfeeding my son and was going to have to keep up with pumping all weekend while we were at pool parties and having fun out on the strip. Throughout the weekend, I suffered quite a few uncomfortable times and even though I didn't know any of the girls, we were all having a blast together. Well, our last night in Vegas we had bottle service at one of the clubs and we danced the night away. Before I knew it, I was in the bathroom and had leaked through the pads in my bra and I was SO uncomfortable. There really wasn't anyway for me to go all the way back to the hotel and then come all the way back to the club so I decided having more champagne was the key to surviving. We finally rolled in to our hotel room about sunrise and I immediately set to pumping. The bathrooms were being used so I set up shop in the corner of the room hidden from the girls. I started pumping and let out a sigh of relief and the next thing I knew I woke up to two of the girls sitting right in my face. I looked down and there I was pump still going but clearly not on my boobs and my boobs just hanging out, leaking might I add, for everyone to see. They said "Lindsey, your boobs fell out" and burst out laughing. The champagne had definitely gotten the best of me and I passed out mid pumping session with my boobs just hanging out among all these girls I barely knew. I thought these girls would think I was crazy! I didn't really care but didn't want to offend anyone pumping out in the open; but they thought I was such a trooper and hilarious. Like I said, motherhood has taught me a lot, specifically, that it is extremely difficult to go to Vegas and keep up with your pumping!

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Being a new Mama comes with a ton of embarrassing moments. I was preparing for my first outing with my son by myself and I made sure everything was packed. We made it to Target, my favorite store, and my son decides to have a blow out. I went to the bathroom to change him, but the only thing was that I forgot his diaper bag that I spent 30 min. packing, at home. I decided I could wrap him in layers of paper towels and try to get to the car. We made it to the parking lot and my son had another "episode" and not only did it come running out of his pants, but onto my shirt and pants. The only thing I could do was laugh and keep walking to the car. I almost made it to my car and I had a fellow Mama tell me to keep my chin up and that it gets better. Thanks Mama!

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