An Honest Review: My experience with WalMart Grocery Pick-up

Friends have been telling me to try the WalMart grocery pick-up service for years and although I’ve meant to give it a shot, I never got around to it until this week. I don’t know what took me so long, but let me just tell ya… I’m never looking back. I am happy to report that with being well into my second trimester and having an 18 month old who is only content in a grocery cart for so long, this service is a GAME CHANGER!

My friend, Lindsey said that it would change my life and I know that sounds dramatic, but until you do it and see for yourself, you really couldn’t understand. It’s amazing and SO EASY!

If you don’t already have an account with, setting that up is the first step. I have had an account with them for a long time because I take advantage of the “Savings Catcher” feature. If you don’t know what “Savings Catcher” is, it’s a price match program through where you simply scan the bottom of your receipt and they price match the items you purchased with all of their competitors and give you the difference back on a WalMart gift card. I let mine add up until I have about $50 before redeeming it, and it is so nice! It’s like couponing without having to do any work!

So after you’ve made your account on, you just log in and select the “Free Grocery Pickup” option. After choosing your store and time slot (you choose a one hour window in which you can pick up your items), you begin adding items to your cart and then finalize your order. It’s so easy.

I had chosen the window of 1-2pm to pick up my groceries and didn’t really know what to expect when I pulled into the parking lot. I honestly didn’t even know where to go, but I was pleasantly surprised with how quick and painless the whole thing was. I just followed the bright orange sign that said “Pick Up” to the designated parking spots on the side of the store. The number to call upon arrival was posted on the sign and I just told them I was there to pick up my groceries. Within 30 seconds, an employee was at my car window and all I had to do was sign off on their ipad for my items. They loaded all of my bags into my backseat for me and I was amazed at the quality and speed of service.

It was so nice not to have to get Landon out of his carseat, find a buggy, walk all over the store while simultaneously entertaining him and trying to mark items off a list, checkout and then load all my groceries into the car and get him back into his carseat. All of that was eliminated with a few clicks and a phone call. Amazing. Welcome to 2017, Katie. 

I know I’m a little late in the game hopping on the grocery pick up wagon, but I just had to share an honest review of my experience with ya’ll because I am so happy to have found such an easy way to shop. I know I will only grow to appreciate this more as my due date approaches, and even more so once we add a newborn into the mix! I think this way of shopping helps you spend less money because you only buy what you need, as opposed to getting distracted or making impulse purchases in-store, and it also forces you to plan ahead and do a little more meal-prep, which is a win-win in my book.

Side note: You can search for a $10 off your first pick up code online! I used “WOWFRESH” and got $10 off ($50 or more).

Now… if only Aldi would join the free grocery pick up club!

Have ya’ll tried grocery pick up before? I’d love to hear about your favorite services that make #momlife easier!


Favorite TV Shows

If you know me, you know I’m no huge fan of TV. Growing up, we didn’t have cable and I spent my time climbing the big tree in our front yard, playing Barbies, and helping my Mama bake cookies. Now that I have my own home, we also have chosen to opt out of cable television and much prefer playing outside, cooking together, and watching movies.

But with all that being said, there are three TV shows (that we watch via Netflix or Firestick) that Grayson and I enjoy watching together.


Parenthood is about the four Braverman children who are now grown and have children of their own. It shows their family go through everything you can think of and the love, forgiveness, and overcoming hardships that holds everything together. By the end of the sixth season, you’ll feel like you’re part of the Braverman family.

This is the best of the best. All six seasons are amazing. I was so sad for the show to end, I could hardly stand it. Grayson and I watched this on Netflix and stayed up many nights until 2 and 3am just because we couldn’t stop watching! So good!


This Is Us:

This Is Us is the story of the Pearson family, which is made complete by adoption. The show is emotional, funny, and is so easy to connect to – on so many different levels. The show is currently only in it’s second season, but has truly taken the nation by storm and has quickly become a favorite in our home. Mandy Moore plays the role of the mother so well, and every actor/actress is very well chosen for the part they play. I’ve never seen a show utilize the art of flashbacks so well, and it adds so much depth to the story. I cry every week!



Riverdale is a mysterious spin off of the Archie Comics, which were most popular in the 1940s-50s. The show is a murder mystery, a love triangle, and real cliff-hanger… and if you’re a chicken like me, you’ll jump more than once each and every episode. The show is set in modern times, but there are many aspects of the small town life that parallel the comics that inspired the drama. This show is also only in it’s second season, but has a strong cast and is easy to get addicted to.


So, if you’re looking for a new TV series to binge watch over the holidays, these are my suggestions. I tried to describe them as best as I could without giving anything away! What are your favorites? Share them in the comments!

Hope ya’ll have a great week!

A “little years” Reminder


You’d never know that right after these pictures were taken, this sweet boy was throwing up all over his carseat and the saint behind the camera who also just happens to be my dear friend was helping me strip him down, clean him up, and get rid of all the nastiness. Yep, sometimes #momlife is just plain ol’ glamorous.

It’s at the end of hard days like that, in the stillness and in the dark, when his little head rests on my shoulder as I’m rocking him to sleep that I think to myself how thankful I am to be the one cleaning up the messes, kissing the boo boos, and wiping away the tears.

If you’re a Mama, you’ve probably heard these words before, but I just want to share them today, because it’s the sweetest reminder in these “little years.”

Hold him a little longer,

Rock him a little more.

Tell him another story,

You’ve only told him four.

Let him sleep on your shoulder,

rejoice in his happy smile.

He is only a little boy

for such a little while.


The Surprise of a Lifetime: We’re due with Baby #2

There is only a .02% chance of becoming pregnant with a ParaGard IUD, but on September 5th, I found myself standing in my bathroom during my 15 month old’s naptime, staring at a positive test.

How can this be possible? What in the world are we going to do? along with a thousand other thoughts began swirling in my mind.

I wish I had been composed enough to think of a sweet, creative way to tell Grayson, but instead, I burst into tears when he got home from work, showed him the test, and buried my head in his chest.

Now, isn’t that a start to this story?

I’ve rewritten this post an embarrassing amount of times, each time frustrated with my inability to convey what has been taking place in my heart over the last two months. But you see, the bottom line is simple. You can’t ask God for your entire life to give you a big family full of children and then be paralyzed with fear and complete and utter shock when He answers your prayer in His timing. I wish I had possessed the grace and discernment to recognize all that when this story began, but my heart wasn’t quite there yet.

If you do, by chance, become pregnant with an IUD, the chances of miscarriage or ectopic pregnancies are very high. It’s amazing how, no matter whether you’ve “planned” or are caught totally off guard, just the thought of a little life growing inside your womb creates a love and attachment only a Mama can understand. I knew as soon as I saw the test, that I would be completely devastated if we were to lose this little life. The how-is-this-possibles and the what-are-we-gonna-dos and the oh-my-goodness-I-can’t-believe-this-is-happenings pale in comparison to the joy in your heart when you find out that God has given you this kind of gift.

After scheduling a doctor’s appointment to confirm the pregnancy, all that was left to do was wait, think, and pray. I have seen so many friends go through the emotional rollercoaster of miscarriage and I was so afraid that would be the journey God asked me to walk through in faith with this pregnancy. So what did I do? I began praying that if this pregnancy was viable and healthy and I could began mentally preparing myself to add another little life into our family, that He give me a sign.

Jesus has a funny sense of humor, ya’ll. The next day at church, my friend Sarah said, “Katie, you’re never going to believe this, but I had a dream that you were pregnant!”

Um, okay, God…. what am I supposed to do with this? Laughing to cover my sheer disbelief, I said, “well I have an IUD, so that’s not happening,” to which she then replied that she had an IUD when she got pregnant with one of her little boys (who is a healthy, happy 5 year old now) and sometimes they don’t work. No kidding, right? We laughed about this weeks later when I was finally able to share the truth with her!

Then, the next day I ran into TJMaxx and the display at the very front of the store was all baby stuff. I literally stopped dead in my tracks and asked God outloud, “are You kidding me?!” What in the world was He trying to tell me? Was this just coincidence? What are the odds? With most stores putting out their fall decor, I would have expected the TJMaxx display right at their front door to feature fake pumpkins, colorful leaves, and signs that say things like “It’s Fall Ya’ll” and “Thankful, Grateful, Blessed.” Nope. There was a crib mobile and nursing pillows and diaper bags and bottles and baby carriers.

Looking back now, I realize that God was giving me the signs I had prayed for. Talk about an emotional rollercoaster! I could hardly wait to get to my doctor’s appointment. I wanted to tell my Mama, I wanted to know a due date. I wanted to be encouraged and assured that this pregnancy wouldn’t end in miscarriage, something 1 in 4 women experience but still remains such a lonely, taboo topic. I promised myself then, that no matter what, I would share this story. No one should ever have to feel alone in their struggles. There’s always someone who’s gone through what you’re going through before, and you have the ability to use your story for good in someone else’s life, if you can just be brave and willing enough.

When my much-anticipated appointment finally arrived, the ultrasound revealed just what I was afraid of: a brand new baby with it’s precious little heart beating away and my IUD. My IUD had been shifted out of place in my uterus into my cervix and there was no way to tell how long it had been there. It was either inserted wrong to begin with (six weeks after Landon was born) or over time it just slowly shifted out of place, but we’ll never know for sure. In fact, it was so far to the edge of my cervix that the nurse said it would have eventually just fallen out, and that of all the places it could have been in terms of affecting this baby, it was in the best place possible. The baby was measuring just a little over six weeks, which means my due date is May 13, 2018. Mother’s Day! Which also means we will be celebrating two birthdays in May… Landon and this little one will be exactly 24 months apart!

I was terrified of making the decision to have to remove the IUD. I had read so many horror stories online of women who had it removed, only to miscarry the next day. And I also read stories of women who opted not to have it removed, thought everything was going fine, and then miscarried at six or seven months… I can’t imagine the heartache. I knew if I were to lose the baby as a result of my choice to leave it in or remove it, I would feel like it were my fault. The nurse saw the hurt on my face and wiped the big tears that I couldn’t stop from falling. She explained that there was a chance of miscarrying either way and that having it removed was ultimately best for both me and the baby. So… I had it removed. It didn’t hurt near as badly as having it inserted, and it was so far towards the edge of my cervix, it only took about two seconds.

The nurse was so kind, she did the ultrasound all over again after she removed the IUD to show me that the little heart was still beating, and that because of where the IUD had been, it hadn’t affected the baby at all. She said over and over again that this baby is a miracle, and that it’s very uncommon to conceive successfully with an IUD. I appreciated this act of kindness so much, because it was something “extra,” something she didn’t have to do, but did purely out of the kindness of her heart. Then, she gave me a big hug and sent me on my way. That’s when we snapped this picture:


After sharing the news with our parents, we slowly began telling the rest of our family and friends. Everyone was so excited and surprised and we heard “Wow! God must really have a big plan for this little life!” more times than we could count. My heart slowly transitioned from a place of fear and confusion to joy and peace – the kind that can only come from a loving Father. When you release that white-knuckled control to the One who holds you in the palm of His hands, your heart can’t help but change.

In addition to just simply being overwhelmed by it all, I struggled for a while with the feeling that we were “knocking Landon out of his spot.” It sounds a little silly when I write it out, but my heart grieved at the thought of Landon having to share us with another child. Grayson kept reminding me over and over that I have to look at it as we are giving Landon the greatest gift – the gift of a sibling – and he is so right. I grew up as an only child, always wanting a brother or sister, and I’m so thankful Landon will get to experience the joy that a sibling brings. I can’t wait to watch them play together and become built-in best friends! I am also unspeakably grateful that I’ve been able to stay at home with my sweet boy, because you only have one baby one time, and I’m going to continue to soak up every minute of our time together, just my first baby boy and I.


Telling my Sunday School class was a favorite memory, for sure. On the day that I finally decided to tell them, I was 10 weeks pregnant. At the end of prayer requests, I said, “well, I have a little announcement…” and everyone squealed and congratulated me, and while everyone was listening to the story about having the IUD removed, my friend came in a few minutes late and sat beside me. I leaned over and said, “I’m pregnant!” so she would know what we were all talking about and to everyone’s surprise she said, “ME TOO!” Our due dates are one day apart! The excitement instantly doubled and we all celebrated together! It’s so sweet, walking through this season of life with my girlfriends. We’re all in this together and I’m so thankful!

I got to do the same thing when I shared our news with my Bible Study group. There are already two other girls in my Bible Study who are expecting and so, I just casually asked one night when we were all standing in the kitchen, “Wait, how far apart are ya’ll? When are your due dates?” and when they said their due dates, I said, “oh… mine is May 13th!” It took everyone a hot minute to realize the news I had just shared and then there were squeals and hugs and sweet celebrations over the three little lives that were growing inside of us.

Now that I am into the second trimester, we are so excited to share the news of our growing family and ask each of you to please pray for us in the coming months.

Every good and perfect gift is from above.

James 1:17


Photo by Meredith Fields