Hey mama! I’m Amber Trueblood. Yeah, it’s my real name. I’m a control-freak bibliophile who loves hip-hop, traveling, and moscow mules. I have four sons and a photographer husband who prances and happily documents all our chaotic adventures.
I’m the only-child of a single mom and grew up in a neighborhood filled with big, loud, loving latino families. As an adult, I longed to recreate that chaos. I loved it so much.
Good News: I succeeded.
Bad News: I succeeded.
My parents met as psych students in college and, aside from a very brief desire to be a veterinarian, I’ve always wanted to be a psychologist. I’m fascinated by human behavior, the mind, why we make the choices we make in our lives.
I loved working but had an excruciating time figuring out how to have the big family of my dreams, while still exploring my own interests and passions. Like so many women, my spirit was drowning in the challenges of day to day survival while trying to meet the needs of household and family.
The guilt and anxiety associated with the idea of somehow spending more time and energy on myself was beyond daunting. Through a lot of trial and error, meditation, therapy, and a healthy dose of meditation, I finally learned what worked for me.
I began reading everything I could get my hands on about parenting, neuroscience, and self-improvement. After spending 5 years in night-school for my MBA, three more years for my Masters in Clinical Psychology, 3000 hours for my therapy license, and 10 years raising my boys… Stretch Marks was born. I have real stretch marks too but, I’m referring to my book.
My fifth baby so to speak.
On this site, I share personal stories, pictures, videos, and research I hope will inspire and entertain. You’ll find updates on the next Stretch Marks Retreat, Family Travelogue (read on to hear about our 16-month life on the road), pictures, videos and my blog articles.
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My Story: A Traveling Troupe of Truebloods
I’m traveling across the U.S. with my family for an entire year. My son is the drummer in the U.S. touring company of the Broadway musical, School of Rock. We’ve visited 18 cities in the last seven months and have another 16 cities ahead of us. I also have a contract to publish my first book and just spent a week in a Costa Rica at a writers’ retreat.
Folks keep asking me; How the heck to you travel with four children to 34 cities in a year? Do you ride in a tour bus? Do you stay in hotels?
Don’t you all want to strangle one another?
Here’s how it goes:
We stay in rental houses and fly almost everywhere because there’s not enough time in between shows to drive to the next city. (Plus, I might actually strangle someone if I had to drive in a car with my tribe for hours and hours every week.) Since we don’t stay in the company hotels, I find and book our housing and transportation for each location.
Each week on the road involves homeschooling, researching rental houses, finding flights, and booking rental cars. Plural. Two cars. (I haven’t figured out how to fit everything and everyone into one car.) Each Sunday we pack up two guitars, a keyboard, a drum set, five scooters, six skateboards, pads and helmets, clothes, and tons of books. (Southwest Airlines, please let me know if you find the ukulele we left in Denver!)
On Mondays, we all hop on a plane and move into a new city where we order groceries, do laundry, and unpack. Trying to find things on Monday nights is like a really boring treasure hunt. It never fails that I end up repacking several bags while sitting on that gross maroon carpet at the airline check-in desk. Curse that 50lbs. limit!
During the week we take our brood to museums, skype with tutors, take over skateparks, and explore the city. We’ve had frozen windshields in Buffalo, New York, heat-headaches in Tempe, Arizona, and a weird stomach thing that we agreed to never mention again.
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