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Things are expanding in the Meyers-Tortorella household—our hearts, our family, and my belly. 🥰 We are happy to announce that baby number two is coming in October. It took years to conceive our first, and this baby made its way into our lives as soon as we touched down at the ocean, which still feels completely surreal. Already, I see the personality differences between our first and second. Which makes me feel like so much of fertility and family expansion is divine timing. We did all the earthly tactics to get our babies, while our babies did all the heavenly ones. Together, we combine forces to prepare for their grand entrance into the world. To @nicotortorella, I can’t wait to go down this path again—one that is both familiar and completely unknown. Thank you for being the ultimate belly-rubber, crepe-finder, and Kilmer-soother so I can tack on another 30 minutes to my nap. Kilmer Dove, you are my first, and I love you. But pretty soon, I’m gonna need you to stop jamming your finger into my belly button while yelling ‘BA BA!!’ Lastly, I want to acknowledge that when you’ve experienced pregnancy loss or have struggled to conceive, pregnancy announcements always feel bittersweet, sometimes even your own. It’s not lost on me that some people reading this are still hoping for their first while I announce my second. There are never any words that make it better, so I won’t try to offer them. I will just let you know that you are seen and your sorrow is held, even in my joy. Love you all. Thank you, as always, for the endless support and understanding as we make these big life changes. Photos by Uncle Wook @rocco_tortorella

Things are expanding in the Meyers-Tortorella household—our hearts, our family, and my belly. 🥰 We are happy to announce that baby number two is coming in October. It took years to conceive our first, and this baby made its way into our lives as soon as we touched down at the ocean, which still feels completely surreal. Already, I see the personality differences between our first and second. Which makes me feel like so much of fertility and family expansion is divine timing. We did all the earthly tactics to get our babies, while our babies did all the heavenly ones. Together, we combine forces to prepare for their grand entrance into the world. To @nicotortorella, I can’t wait to go down this path again—one that is both familiar and completely unknown. Thank you for being the ultimate belly-rubber, crepe-finder, and Kilmer-soother so I can tack on another 30 minutes to my nap. Kilmer Dove, you are my first, and I love you. But pretty soon, I’m gonna need you to stop jamming your finger into my belly button while yelling ‘BA BA!!’ Lastly, I want to acknowledge that when you’ve experienced pregnancy loss or have struggled to conceive, pregnancy announcements always feel bittersweet, sometimes even your own. It’s not lost on me that some people reading this are still hoping for their first while I announce my second. There are never any words that make it better, so I won’t try to offer them. I will just let you know that you are seen and your sorrow is held, even in my joy. Love you all. Thank you, as always, for the endless support and understanding as we make these big life changes. Photos by Uncle Wook @rocco_tortorella

Things are expanding in the Meyers-Tortorella household—our hearts, our family, and my belly. 🥰 We are happy to announce that baby number two is coming in October. It took years to conceive our first, and this baby made its way into our lives as soon as we touched down at the ocean, which still feels completely surreal. Already, I see the personality differences between our first and second. Which makes me feel like so much of fertility and family expansion is divine timing. We did all the earthly tactics to get our babies, while our babies did all the heavenly ones. Together, we combine forces to prepare for their grand entrance into the world. To @nicotortorella, I can’t wait to go down this path again—one that is both familiar and completely unknown. Thank you for being the ultimate belly-rubber, crepe-finder, and Kilmer-soother so I can tack on another 30 minutes to my nap. Kilmer Dove, you are my first, and I love you. But pretty soon, I’m gonna need you to stop jamming your finger into my belly button while yelling ‘BA BA!!’ Lastly, I want to acknowledge that when you’ve experienced pregnancy loss or have struggled to conceive, pregnancy announcements always feel bittersweet, sometimes even your own. It’s not lost on me that some people reading this are still hoping for their first while I announce my second. There are never any words that make it better, so I won’t try to offer them. I will just let you know that you are seen and your sorrow is held, even in my joy. Love you all. Thank you, as always, for the endless support and understanding as we make these big life changes. Photos by Uncle Wook @rocco_tortorella

Our decision to move to Florida still blows my mind when I really stop to think about it. If you had told me a year ago this is where we’d be, I would have laughed in your face. I talk about this in an older post but both Nico and I feel as though Kilmer lead us there. From her first visit we felt very pulled to make the move which both excited and surprised us. When I’ve talked about this online I’ve been met with a mix of “that’s amazing!” and also “how could you?!” – which kind of makes me giggle at just how adamantly folks feel about where you chose to live. I’m assuming most of the haters are now happy for our move given Florida could use some extra progressive minds and votes…especially these days, but that’s not what this post is about. This is about the other soul that was rooting for our move. Our second baby – who we conceived quite literally the very first day we arrived in our new state. The month before our move we were at our fertility clinic, meeting with our doctor for family planning. We did an IUI cycle which means they closely watch and predict ovulation, wash the sperm and manually inseminate directly into the uterus. It’s perfectly timed for optimal results. When I didn’t fall pregnant I had so many fears that we were in for another long fertility journey just like we had gone through for Kilmer Dove. Our first day in Florida I had an inkling I might be ovulating. I didn’t pee on a stick or even open my tracking app. I don’t need to go into more detail here because you know what happened, but that baby said…I’m home! and snuggled its way into my lining. When we found out we were pregnant it hit us that Kilmer didn’t want to move to Florida just for her, she wanted to go get her baby sibling. And our second baby was willing us here as well. And it just served as the most beautiful reminder to trust your gut. To lean into the unknown. To know that sometimes you have tear up what it looks like on paper and do the thing that feels right. The end always leads to the beginning.

Our decision to move to Florida still blows my mind when I really stop to think about it. If you had told me a year ago this is where we’d be, I would have laughed in your face. I talk about this in an older post but both Nico and I feel as though Kilmer lead us there. From her first visit we felt very pulled to make the move which both excited and surprised us. When I’ve talked about this online I’ve been met with a mix of “that’s amazing!” and also “how could you?!” – which kind of makes me giggle at just how adamantly folks feel about where you chose to live. I’m assuming most of the haters are now happy for our move given Florida could use some extra progressive minds and votes…especially these days, but that’s not what this post is about. This is about the other soul that was rooting for our move. Our second baby – who we conceived quite literally the very first day we arrived in our new state. The month before our move we were at our fertility clinic, meeting with our doctor for family planning. We did an IUI cycle which means they closely watch and predict ovulation, wash the sperm and manually inseminate directly into the uterus. It’s perfectly timed for optimal results. When I didn’t fall pregnant I had so many fears that we were in for another long fertility journey just like we had gone through for Kilmer Dove. Our first day in Florida I had an inkling I might be ovulating. I didn’t pee on a stick or even open my tracking app. I don’t need to go into more detail here because you know what happened, but that baby said…I’m home! and snuggled its way into my lining. When we found out we were pregnant it hit us that Kilmer didn’t want to move to Florida just for her, she wanted to go get her baby sibling. And our second baby was willing us here as well. And it just served as the most beautiful reminder to trust your gut. To lean into the unknown. To know that sometimes you have tear up what it looks like on paper and do the thing that feels right. The end always leads to the beginning.

Our decision to move to Florida still blows my mind when I really stop to think about it. If you had told me a year ago this is where we’d be, I would have laughed in your face. I talk about this in an older post but both Nico and I feel as though Kilmer lead us there. From her first visit we felt very pulled to make the move which both excited and surprised us. When I’ve talked about this online I’ve been met with a mix of “that’s amazing!” and also “how could you?!” – which kind of makes me giggle at just how adamantly folks feel about where you chose to live. I’m assuming most of the haters are now happy for our move given Florida could use some extra progressive minds and votes…especially these days, but that’s not what this post is about. This is about the other soul that was rooting for our move. Our second baby – who we conceived quite literally the very first day we arrived in our new state. The month before our move we were at our fertility clinic, meeting with our doctor for family planning. We did an IUI cycle which means they closely watch and predict ovulation, wash the sperm and manually inseminate directly into the uterus. It’s perfectly timed for optimal results. When I didn’t fall pregnant I had so many fears that we were in for another long fertility journey just like we had gone through for Kilmer Dove. Our first day in Florida I had an inkling I might be ovulating. I didn’t pee on a stick or even open my tracking app. I don’t need to go into more detail here because you know what happened, but that baby said…I’m home! and snuggled its way into my lining. When we found out we were pregnant it hit us that Kilmer didn’t want to move to Florida just for her, she wanted to go get her baby sibling. And our second baby was willing us here as well. And it just served as the most beautiful reminder to trust your gut. To lean into the unknown. To know that sometimes you have tear up what it looks like on paper and do the thing that feels right. The end always leads to the beginning.

Our decision to move to Florida still blows my mind when I really stop to think about it. If you had told me a year ago this is where we’d be, I would have laughed in your face. I talk about this in an older post but both Nico and I feel as though Kilmer lead us there. From her first visit we felt very pulled to make the move which both excited and surprised us. When I’ve talked about this online I’ve been met with a mix of “that’s amazing!” and also “how could you?!” – which kind of makes me giggle at just how adamantly folks feel about where you chose to live. I’m assuming most of the haters are now happy for our move given Florida could use some extra progressive minds and votes…especially these days, but that’s not what this post is about. This is about the other soul that was rooting for our move. Our second baby – who we conceived quite literally the very first day we arrived in our new state. The month before our move we were at our fertility clinic, meeting with our doctor for family planning. We did an IUI cycle which means they closely watch and predict ovulation, wash the sperm and manually inseminate directly into the uterus. It’s perfectly timed for optimal results. When I didn’t fall pregnant I had so many fears that we were in for another long fertility journey just like we had gone through for Kilmer Dove. Our first day in Florida I had an inkling I might be ovulating. I didn’t pee on a stick or even open my tracking app. I don’t need to go into more detail here because you know what happened, but that baby said…I’m home! and snuggled its way into my lining. When we found out we were pregnant it hit us that Kilmer didn’t want to move to Florida just for her, she wanted to go get her baby sibling. And our second baby was willing us here as well. And it just served as the most beautiful reminder to trust your gut. To lean into the unknown. To know that sometimes you have tear up what it looks like on paper and do the thing that feels right. The end always leads to the beginning.

Our decision to move to Florida still blows my mind when I really stop to think about it. If you had told me a year ago this is where we’d be, I would have laughed in your face. I talk about this in an older post but both Nico and I feel as though Kilmer lead us there. From her first visit we felt very pulled to make the move which both excited and surprised us. When I’ve talked about this online I’ve been met with a mix of “that’s amazing!” and also “how could you?!” – which kind of makes me giggle at just how adamantly folks feel about where you chose to live. I’m assuming most of the haters are now happy for our move given Florida could use some extra progressive minds and votes…especially these days, but that’s not what this post is about. This is about the other soul that was rooting for our move. Our second baby – who we conceived quite literally the very first day we arrived in our new state. The month before our move we were at our fertility clinic, meeting with our doctor for family planning. We did an IUI cycle which means they closely watch and predict ovulation, wash the sperm and manually inseminate directly into the uterus. It’s perfectly timed for optimal results. When I didn’t fall pregnant I had so many fears that we were in for another long fertility journey just like we had gone through for Kilmer Dove. Our first day in Florida I had an inkling I might be ovulating. I didn’t pee on a stick or even open my tracking app. I don’t need to go into more detail here because you know what happened, but that baby said…I’m home! and snuggled its way into my lining. When we found out we were pregnant it hit us that Kilmer didn’t want to move to Florida just for her, she wanted to go get her baby sibling. And our second baby was willing us here as well. And it just served as the most beautiful reminder to trust your gut. To lean into the unknown. To know that sometimes you have tear up what it looks like on paper and do the thing that feels right. The end always leads to the beginning.

Our decision to move to Florida still blows my mind when I really stop to think about it. If you had told me a year ago this is where we’d be, I would have laughed in your face. I talk about this in an older post but both Nico and I feel as though Kilmer lead us there. From her first visit we felt very pulled to make the move which both excited and surprised us. When I’ve talked about this online I’ve been met with a mix of “that’s amazing!” and also “how could you?!” – which kind of makes me giggle at just how adamantly folks feel about where you chose to live. I’m assuming most of the haters are now happy for our move given Florida could use some extra progressive minds and votes…especially these days, but that’s not what this post is about. This is about the other soul that was rooting for our move. Our second baby – who we conceived quite literally the very first day we arrived in our new state. The month before our move we were at our fertility clinic, meeting with our doctor for family planning. We did an IUI cycle which means they closely watch and predict ovulation, wash the sperm and manually inseminate directly into the uterus. It’s perfectly timed for optimal results. When I didn’t fall pregnant I had so many fears that we were in for another long fertility journey just like we had gone through for Kilmer Dove. Our first day in Florida I had an inkling I might be ovulating. I didn’t pee on a stick or even open my tracking app. I don’t need to go into more detail here because you know what happened, but that baby said…I’m home! and snuggled its way into my lining. When we found out we were pregnant it hit us that Kilmer didn’t want to move to Florida just for her, she wanted to go get her baby sibling. And our second baby was willing us here as well. And it just served as the most beautiful reminder to trust your gut. To lean into the unknown. To know that sometimes you have tear up what it looks like on paper and do the thing that feels right. The end always leads to the beginning.

Our decision to move to Florida still blows my mind when I really stop to think about it. If you had told me a year ago this is where we’d be, I would have laughed in your face. I talk about this in an older post but both Nico and I feel as though Kilmer lead us there. From her first visit we felt very pulled to make the move which both excited and surprised us. When I’ve talked about this online I’ve been met with a mix of “that’s amazing!” and also “how could you?!” – which kind of makes me giggle at just how adamantly folks feel about where you chose to live. I’m assuming most of the haters are now happy for our move given Florida could use some extra progressive minds and votes…especially these days, but that’s not what this post is about. This is about the other soul that was rooting for our move. Our second baby – who we conceived quite literally the very first day we arrived in our new state. The month before our move we were at our fertility clinic, meeting with our doctor for family planning. We did an IUI cycle which means they closely watch and predict ovulation, wash the sperm and manually inseminate directly into the uterus. It’s perfectly timed for optimal results. When I didn’t fall pregnant I had so many fears that we were in for another long fertility journey just like we had gone through for Kilmer Dove. Our first day in Florida I had an inkling I might be ovulating. I didn’t pee on a stick or even open my tracking app. I don’t need to go into more detail here because you know what happened, but that baby said…I’m home! and snuggled its way into my lining. When we found out we were pregnant it hit us that Kilmer didn’t want to move to Florida just for her, she wanted to go get her baby sibling. And our second baby was willing us here as well. And it just served as the most beautiful reminder to trust your gut. To lean into the unknown. To know that sometimes you have tear up what it looks like on paper and do the thing that feels right. The end always leads to the beginning.

Our decision to move to Florida still blows my mind when I really stop to think about it. If you had told me a year ago this is where we’d be, I would have laughed in your face. I talk about this in an older post but both Nico and I feel as though Kilmer lead us there. From her first visit we felt very pulled to make the move which both excited and surprised us. When I’ve talked about this online I’ve been met with a mix of “that’s amazing!” and also “how could you?!” – which kind of makes me giggle at just how adamantly folks feel about where you chose to live. I’m assuming most of the haters are now happy for our move given Florida could use some extra progressive minds and votes…especially these days, but that’s not what this post is about. This is about the other soul that was rooting for our move. Our second baby – who we conceived quite literally the very first day we arrived in our new state. The month before our move we were at our fertility clinic, meeting with our doctor for family planning. We did an IUI cycle which means they closely watch and predict ovulation, wash the sperm and manually inseminate directly into the uterus. It’s perfectly timed for optimal results. When I didn’t fall pregnant I had so many fears that we were in for another long fertility journey just like we had gone through for Kilmer Dove. Our first day in Florida I had an inkling I might be ovulating. I didn’t pee on a stick or even open my tracking app. I don’t need to go into more detail here because you know what happened, but that baby said…I’m home! and snuggled its way into my lining. When we found out we were pregnant it hit us that Kilmer didn’t want to move to Florida just for her, she wanted to go get her baby sibling. And our second baby was willing us here as well. And it just served as the most beautiful reminder to trust your gut. To lean into the unknown. To know that sometimes you have tear up what it looks like on paper and do the thing that feels right. The end always leads to the beginning.

Our decision to move to Florida still blows my mind when I really stop to think about it. If you had told me a year ago this is where we’d be, I would have laughed in your face. I talk about this in an older post but both Nico and I feel as though Kilmer lead us there. From her first visit we felt very pulled to make the move which both excited and surprised us. When I’ve talked about this online I’ve been met with a mix of “that’s amazing!” and also “how could you?!” – which kind of makes me giggle at just how adamantly folks feel about where you chose to live. I’m assuming most of the haters are now happy for our move given Florida could use some extra progressive minds and votes…especially these days, but that’s not what this post is about. This is about the other soul that was rooting for our move. Our second baby – who we conceived quite literally the very first day we arrived in our new state. The month before our move we were at our fertility clinic, meeting with our doctor for family planning. We did an IUI cycle which means they closely watch and predict ovulation, wash the sperm and manually inseminate directly into the uterus. It’s perfectly timed for optimal results. When I didn’t fall pregnant I had so many fears that we were in for another long fertility journey just like we had gone through for Kilmer Dove. Our first day in Florida I had an inkling I might be ovulating. I didn’t pee on a stick or even open my tracking app. I don’t need to go into more detail here because you know what happened, but that baby said…I’m home! and snuggled its way into my lining. When we found out we were pregnant it hit us that Kilmer didn’t want to move to Florida just for her, she wanted to go get her baby sibling. And our second baby was willing us here as well. And it just served as the most beautiful reminder to trust your gut. To lean into the unknown. To know that sometimes you have tear up what it looks like on paper and do the thing that feels right. The end always leads to the beginning.

Our decision to move to Florida still blows my mind when I really stop to think about it. If you had told me a year ago this is where we’d be, I would have laughed in your face. I talk about this in an older post but both Nico and I feel as though Kilmer lead us there. From her first visit we felt very pulled to make the move which both excited and surprised us. When I’ve talked about this online I’ve been met with a mix of “that’s amazing!” and also “how could you?!” – which kind of makes me giggle at just how adamantly folks feel about where you chose to live. I’m assuming most of the haters are now happy for our move given Florida could use some extra progressive minds and votes…especially these days, but that’s not what this post is about. This is about the other soul that was rooting for our move. Our second baby – who we conceived quite literally the very first day we arrived in our new state. The month before our move we were at our fertility clinic, meeting with our doctor for family planning. We did an IUI cycle which means they closely watch and predict ovulation, wash the sperm and manually inseminate directly into the uterus. It’s perfectly timed for optimal results. When I didn’t fall pregnant I had so many fears that we were in for another long fertility journey just like we had gone through for Kilmer Dove. Our first day in Florida I had an inkling I might be ovulating. I didn’t pee on a stick or even open my tracking app. I don’t need to go into more detail here because you know what happened, but that baby said…I’m home! and snuggled its way into my lining. When we found out we were pregnant it hit us that Kilmer didn’t want to move to Florida just for her, she wanted to go get her baby sibling. And our second baby was willing us here as well. And it just served as the most beautiful reminder to trust your gut. To lean into the unknown. To know that sometimes you have tear up what it looks like on paper and do the thing that feels right. The end always leads to the beginning.

My last pregnancy was in the winter and I didn’t get to wear any belly shirts so I’ve decided this pregnancy is belly shirts and belly shirts ONLY! Alsooooo @nicotortorella and I have started working on a new project together and funny enough, we’ve never actually worked together on anything before (with the exception of raising a baby) and we are really excited to see what comes of it. Stay tuned, good stuff is in the works. And lastly, Kilmer’s sweat set is by my new fav, woman owned, mom owned, kids clothing company @beloni_kids. She hand dyes all the clothes and the quality is just 🙌 Love finding little gems like this!

My last pregnancy was in the winter and I didn’t get to wear any belly shirts so I’ve decided this pregnancy is belly shirts and belly shirts ONLY! Alsooooo @nicotortorella and I have started working on a new project together and funny enough, we’ve never actually worked together on anything before (with the exception of raising a baby) and we are really excited to see what comes of it. Stay tuned, good stuff is in the works. And lastly, Kilmer’s sweat set is by my new fav, woman owned, mom owned, kids clothing company @beloni_kids. She hand dyes all the clothes and the quality is just 🙌 Love finding little gems like this!

Nico wrote this song for me (us) when I was pregnant with Kilmer Dove and I think it’s the absolute sweetest that we got to film the music video with baby number 2 growing. If you haven’t seen the full thing yet, head to @nicotortorella and bring a tissue to soak up the inevitable happy tear. Nico, im so proud of you for making this album. Few people can say they want to do something, start doing it from absolute scratch, master the craft as they go and turn out a piece of work that is so artful, soulful and polished. I’ve known you for 18 years now and I’ve watched you do this process again and again – it never ceases to amaze me. This is my favorite gift ever (minus the kids lol) thank you thank you thank you.