Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss. Creator of a cozy home & mama village.
I think I began decorating in early grade school. I clearly remember drawing a dividing line down the middle of the room that I shared with my sister, and guarding the tidiness, organization, and flow of my half of the space. My tomboy self lived outdoors on the acres of land that my parents owned,... Continue Reading →
It's Mental Health Awareness month. And I wish I could sing over so many of my fellow #mentalhealth sufferers the song of Keala Settle "This is Me" with the same bold bravery: When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out I am brave, I am bruised... Continue Reading →
Abby has been talking about her 5th birthday party for AT LEAST six months, probably more. And even though my introverted-self doesn't naturally love to host parties, I am learning to love my children in the ways that they crave. In the ways that make them know that they are seen and known and understand... Continue Reading →
Those first 10 months of my experience of motherhood...you know when Abby was still inside my growing belly and contained...were rather idyllic. Cons included morning sickness, high-risk-pregnancy monitoring, heartburn, and the permanent end to my reliable sleep. However, the pros list stretched on and on, including the fact that my child didn't talk back or... Continue Reading →
My voice has modulated all the way from gentle and magical tones to loud, harsh and intense today with my children. I realize this is a mom's life, but I also strive to always maintain a safe space for my children in and around my person. It's a struggle on days that involve errands and... Continue Reading →
It's been dreary and cold and completely uninspiring outside our windows lately. Naturally, all I want to do (and am doing quite a lot of) is to eat expensive cheese, drink coffee, and burrow into couches and beds with my babies. I don't particularly want to run (not to mention, I've given up regular running... Continue Reading →
I was once told by a college English professor that my writing "soared on the heights of fancy." I treasured that as a compliment and had no way of knowing how fiercely the next decade or so would attempt to steal the joy of whimsy. My girlish heart then longed for fairy-tale endings complete with... Continue Reading →
I get it. I get it. If you know me in person or through social media, then you know that lattes (despite drinking lots of decaf) and lavender (plus ALL the oils) are my jam. But, I thought I would share a few other things inspiring me these days. First on my inspiration list is... Continue Reading →
In this season of writing little and living lots, I realize that I've changed. Perhaps more than I even fully appreciate yet. But haven't we all? When I first began blogging, I was fresh out of college at the mature age of 20 and immersed in my first teaching job. I. HAD. NO. CLUE. WHAT.... Continue Reading →
