Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss. Creator of a cozy home & mama village.
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 →
As I dip my toes back into regularly blogging, I have promised myself to bring you a mix of motherhood, wellness, spiritual journey, home decor, eco-friendly living and whatever else happens to be stirring my soul. So I wanted to touch on today an interesting topic that I get questions about on a regular basis:... 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 →
It's a good thing my livelihood doesn't depend on my writing right now. Because, I just checked and it's been four months since I've blogged. Probably years since I've regularly shared my heart in this space. For a former journalist, that's HARD to admit. I love to write. But, I've been busy living. Breathing. Changing... Continue Reading →
I swear that one day I'm going to hibernate in a beach house and become that lady that no one sees except for at the local coffee shop and along the sandy shoreline. Until then, I'm that entrepreneurial mom who sometimes dresses her children in dirty clothes and drives a very well lived in van.... Continue Reading →
David walks through the door around 5:15 pm after leaving for work before Abby and Micah are awake for the day, and I can only imagine the look he sees on my face. No, it's not adoration. Not sexy smolder (he's lucky if I'm out of yoga pants). But, pure, genuine relief. Another adult is... Continue Reading →
Several weeks ago I began to ask different mamas who are part of my online tribe to describe "motherhood" in a single word or phrase. A tall order, I know. A nearly impossible request. But as I wrestle with my value and role in the mundane routine that makes up much of the Little Years,... Continue Reading →
