Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss. Creator of a cozy home & mama village.
About two years ago, I began REGULAR, counseling sessions both with and without David present. Yes, to talk about our marriage (especially at the beginning). Yes, to process the emotional impact of leaving my career to stay at home as a mama. And, yes, most recently, to process the trauma that years of infertility +... Continue Reading →
If you haven't watched Sarah Kay share "If I should have a daughter..." as part of her TED talk, then grab the Kleenex, chocolate, and the women in your life and click HERE to remedy that. Stunning. Tender. Powerful. And brave. ....And she’s going to learn that this life will hit you, hard, in... 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 →
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 →
1.Motherhood is hard. 2. Motherhood is glorious. 3. Motherhood is hard. ~Lisa Jo-Baker, Surprised by Motherhood Folks, I hope you have all realized by now that I'm not exactly the "filter-on-and-keep-it-PG" type of woman anymore. I'll attribute this partially to 11+ years of marriage, 4+ years of working in women's health, and then a healthy... Continue Reading →
I've been waiting a long time to say that the Hasz family has finally come home. Matter of fact, I think I've honestly been waiting for some sort of a culmination. A mix of the "fire by night," the "cloud by day," and the promises of jobs, babies and peace to all align. Ever since... Continue Reading →
Click on the links to read To My Husband {Family Letters Part I} and To My Abby {Family Letters Part II}. Micah, Mama has been struggling to write your letter. You are the baby that has taught me something fiercer, something gentler, something braver, something more tender than anything that has come before. I have... Continue Reading →
{Click here to first read "To My Husband: Family Letters Part I"} Sweet Girl, Today, you turned 3.5 years old. You asked for balloons, a koala to hang Christmas ornaments on (what in the world?!?), and a vanilla bean scone with white icing and your name written on it - in no particular order. You... Continue Reading →
I run into the chilly garage in my pajama shorts, tiptoeing on the cold cement around strollers and boxes and automobile oil. Swinging open the passenger-side door of my husband's car, I lean in for a kiss. A long kiss. A kiss that says, "I love you," and "It's going to be okay," and "We're... Continue Reading →
Dear Abby, You are becoming a little girl with opinions, preferences, and a vocabulary to vehemently voice them. You are becoming tender and caring, crying when other children get hurt and "feeding" your Bear food from your own plate. You are just occasionally slowing down enough to cuddle. You are more often than not running... Continue Reading →
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