2020 in Review

As I sit here in our home in the early days of the year 2021, I find myself quietly pondering this past year. For so many it was a year of turmoil and uncertainty. I can recognize that this family had it rather easy despite a deployment. I was a homeschooler pre-covid, a home birther pre-covid, a non eater outer pre-covid. So much of my life didn’t change and in some ways it changed for the better at just the right time. Covid began its surge days before I gave birth to our newest family member. Thus, forcing me to sit and enjoy her. Sit and observe my family. Rest, be still and content.

The side of covid that effected most people very minorly is the side of covid that devastated me. It clipped my wings, cemented my feet in a way I never imagined. I had plans this last fall to be back in Europe during my husband’s deployment. To squeeze friends I haven’t seen in a couple of years, to recharge my travel bug batteries and expose our newest passport carrier to everything that sets her mother a fire. When the world shut down to me experiencing it my ability to find inspiring things to write about shut down with it.

I have spent these first couple of days of 2021 attempting to revise my vision. The world may, very well, never open up to me again and I miss writing. I miss documenting the lives of these beautiful kids without the dark shroud of covid. Therefore, I will write. I will seek out adventure in whatever capacity it presents itself and I will find inspiration worthy moments. Moments that counteract the fear in our society today. Moments that remind you to take chances. Moments that temporarily blind us from the state of our country.

With motivation restored, I will be writing a weekly blog, maybe twice weekly if one post involves food (I love food). I will be attempting to post on instagram daily. The instagram post will funnel to the Wild Bradbury Facebook page for those using Facebook as a means of connection. My big goal is to also post a weekly YouTube video. The editing involved is a massive turn off for your girl here, but these kids are hilarious and it would be a shame to not hear these stories from them.

My hope for you this year is that you find time. Find the time to have the coffee with a friend. Find the time to take the longer route. Our worlds, however small they may feel, are fascinating places full of magic. The opportunity for adventure is everywhere.

The Bread Baking Challenge

In a quest to do something “together” and learn a new skill, my mother and I both purchased the same book. ‘Bread: the breads of the world and how to bake them at home.’ It has 100 recipes in it and we are going to make 2 to 3 of them every month from now until we move in August 2022. Neither of us are confident free form bread makers and we want to improve that skill set. I love traditional cooking. It makes me feel like all the ancient spirits are applauding. So, when my mother suggested this extensive and loving exercise of grit, I agreed instantly.

Our very first recipe was for a Granary Cob loaf from England. Our experiences and loaves turned out completely different. I intend to post the recipes as well.


Our Newest House Addition

Living this military life comes with many challenges. I tend to pride myself on the flexibility and resiliency that I have adapted and instilled in our children, but this life is not without its sad truths.

I was raised in a very rural atmosphere. Learning lessons from nature, animals and running wild on the land. I want my children to have that experience. Their natural cadence pulsing with the creek current, but I cannot give that lifestyle to them and sustain a military career and marriage.

Therefore, for one last time, we have brought a puppy into the house. Hopefully, this puppy will give them some of the responsibility and exposure that they are missing from the homestead experience. It is not the same of course, but here we go anyway.

Welcome to The Wild Bradbury Crew Miss Attica

On March 31st, 2020, we welcomed our daughter Attica to the family. She was born at home here in San Diego, CA. We streamed it live to Facebook and were shocked by the amount of people who tuned in to share this time with us. It was so much fun going back and looking at your comments after the birth and it also opened a huge window into what birth does and doesn’t look like for your families.

I hope by watching our most recent home birth that you are encouraged to try it with your future pregnancies. That you feel that you were witness to what childbirth can be. I hope that the beauty, power and calm that can be present were apparent. We loved sharing it with you. Below is the Home birth of Miss Attica, feel free to share! Normalizing childbirth, especially in the name of taking back home birth, is a huge passion project of mine.

Posted by Lydia Bradbury on Tuesday, March 31, 2020

Episode 26: Birthing During a Pandemic

In this Episode of The Wild Bradbury Podcast, I discuss:

  • The effects of Covid-19 on labor and delivery
  • More women turning to homebirth
  • The need for insurance companies to cover homebirth costs
  • New hospital policies because of pandemic
  • Labor and delivery support for birthing mothers
  • Long term effects of Covid-19 on new mothers

Thank you for listening and joining us here on our family page. We hope you all are finding the beauty in this quiet, slow time of quarantine.

Episode 25: Blessingways and Baby Showers amid Covid-19 Chaos

In this Episode of The Wild Bradbury Podcast, I discuss:

  • What a blessing way is
  • The different varieties of blessing ways
  • Mental and Spiritual preparations for natural childbirth
  • Baby shower gatherings during Covid-19

As always, thank you so much for listening and stopping by our site. We are so happy to have you here.

Episode 24: Home Birth Preparations

In this Episode of The Wild Bradbury Podcast I discuss,

  • What kind of mentality you need to successfully deliver at home.
  • What kind of supplies go in to making the big day possible.
  • The tasks that must be done once labor has started.
  • What home birth looks like for us now compared to our first home birth.
  • Preparing your spaces and your mental state for home delivery.
My beautiful Magic Tree in our backyard that I intend to birth under.

As always, thank you so much for being here.

What a Wonderful World

GREEN. . .

It has long been my favorite color, primarily because of all the things that are green and what those things mean to me. Today Green, was a friendly reminder of all the reason why. Why we homeschool, why I choose to stay home with our children, why we grow our own food the best that we can, why I love Thursday afternoons so much, and the list goes on.

Today our oldest, Lux, asked “What are we doing for science today?” I simply said “you’re going to water the plants.” He retorted with “but I do that everyday with you.” He isn’t wrong, but what he is missing is the exploration that will take place naturally if mom is not there to supervise.

He came back through the house where I was cleaning my stove top (Thursdays are deep clean day here as well) he said “mom I noticed all kinds of things that I don’t think I’ve ever noticed before.” I asked him to elaborate:

“Well, the cantaloupe plants look droopy, but I think it’s because they are starting to vine. The Watermelon plants aren’t droopy at all, but they vine too right?? The Tulip bulbs that have sprouted have TONS of layers of leaves protecting the flower. ALSO, I think you bought some weed bulbs because those things that are coming up all over the yard don’t look very pretty. Did you BUY weed bulbs mom??”

“No, I don’t believe I did, but it is possible that the bag was mislabeled and something different than expected is coming up. How did the vegetable box in the backyard look?”

“Oh yeah! So I went back there to water and there’s these little tiny wildflower sprouts, but I don’t remember planting flowers in the vegetable box.”

“Those are not flowers. Those are carrots.”

“(eyes wide, kid loves himself some carrots) THEY START OUT THAT SMALL?”

“All things do sweetie, that’s part of what makes it so magical.”

“I’m going to go look at the carrots again and water the tulips again because clearly they are sensitive or they wouldn’t need so many layers of leaves AND THEN I’m going to lay in the hammock and look up in the tree.”

“That sounds like an excellent way to spend your time.”


“Yes Lux.”

“I’m glad I’m homeschooled.”

“Well that’s very nice to hear (we had one heck of a school week). Why is that?”

“Because our neighbors just got home from school and went inside to play video games. They have spent so much time not looking up in the trees that they have forgotten it is there.”

“And that’s what started this homeschooling journey to begin with.”

There are plenty of days when I feel like I’m failing. Many many times when I don’t have the patience I should. Even more times when I question if they are learning anything from me, but today is not that day. That very brief dialogue with our Lux will be one of the most profound moments of this month. Tomorrow he may hate me again for making him do cursive, or for looking at him the wrong way. But today, today while I started more seedlings by the kitchen sink, he spoke straight to my mama heart.

I hope that you felt validated in your efforts this week, but if you didn’t, they are listening. The validation is coming. Look for the subtle hints and enjoy the little dialogues full of big ideas and curiosity.

Episode 23: Packing for Extended Stays and Numerous Seasons

In this Episode of The Wild Bradbury Podcast, I discuss:

  • How to pack capsule wardrobes for yourself and your children. 
  • What to bring to help you transition from one season to another while abroad.
  • Multipurpose wardrobe essentials.
  • Must haves for survival mode times.
  • What over packing does to you.

Here are some of the must-haves that can be found on Amazon, I do not make a single penny whether you click-on, purchase, or don’t:



The above link is an infinity scarf that I like to travel with that includes a pocket. The pocket works wonderfully for hiding a passport, or separating your cash so it isn’t all taken from one spot. Also works as a head scarf, child leash and for warmth.

Until next time, thank you for reading, listening, laughing and being here.

Tired As a Mother by Choice

Across the blogging, Facebook worlds I have noticed a major influx in articles and statements about “not over scheduling” your children, yourself, your family. I have watched acquaintances have more and more children and stop all of the extracurriculars all together in the name of fairness, exhaustion, sanity.

I will never tell you to choose busy over your sanity, but I will say:

“You will be tired regardless. You will feel guilt regardless. You will feel too busy regardless. So you might as well say “yes” and give opportunities.”

This is the part where I say “I swear I’m not a robot.” I truly feel exhaustion. Matter of fact, at 8.5 months pregnant with kiddo number 4, I feel more exhausted than I have ever felt in my adult life. Yet, I continue to say “yes.” Yes, to essentially everything that strikes a passion in my children.

Our schedule right now is as “busy” as it has ever been to my knowledge, but when I’m sitting at the baseball diamond at sunset holding a toddler in a blanket cheering on his brother’s batting practice I don’t feel tiredness or busy, I feel his joy. Both of their joy.

If you have been gifted children who don’t present to be naturally and passionately drawn to something then enjoy your down time. Busyness IS NOT A COMPETITION. Somehow, as post 2000s mothers, the new way of “keeping up with the Jones'” has very little to do with material things and EVERYTHING to do with “who is the better supermom.” Supermom is not a real title. Supermom, indicates that you are entitled and think you are doing better than everyone else.

I understand that hearing this from “me” someone who keeps herself and family especially busy may seem like I’m being a hypocrite. But, here’s how the busyness of our lives actually translates from paper planner to chauffeur logistics.

Our children are involved in numerous “extracurriculars” for lack of a better term. Weekly, we have baseball (practice or game) 7 times on 5 to 6 different days. They also have rock climbing for 2 hours once per week, lego robotics class for an hour once per week, parkour gymnastics class for 1 hour per week, a full day field trip on Wednesdays, and 2 hours of cub scouts once per week.

I haven’t mentioned my own passions yet. All of the writing, videography, photo taking and blogging that I do every night from 8 to 11 pm, the shopping, menu planning, homeschooling for 25 hours per week, lesson planning, midwife appointments, volunteering, gardening, cleaning, etc.

We are “busy” by all standards. So busy, but it’s not because I’m competing in some mythological race. We are passionate people. So passionate in fact that we cannot decide what we enjoy most and for now we do not have to decide. I do not want my children to grow up and think “wow, I’m really good at this, I wish I would have pursued this when I was younger. I wonder how good I’d be at this if I had had that opportunity.”

I choose to be tired. I choose to say “yes” when our boys want to try something new so that they can explore a potential life long passion. I am busy BY CHOICE because I want to offer them the opportunities to explore anything that sets their soul a fire. They are only this little, this curious and mine for such a short amount of time.

If you are feeling too busy, if you are feeling burnt out just know that so am I and yet I’d choose this continuously. I don’t ever want our children to think that our family size is why they didn’t get to play rugby. That their little brother’s nap schedule was more important than their dreams of being an American Ninja Warrior. They were chosen for my care and therefore I’ll choose them and their passions over sleep any day.