I knew this day would come. The day that we stripped our walls bare. Our home is just a house now. Ready and quiet and waiting for its next occupants. And, unfortunately, our buyer backed out, so I don't know who will hang art next on the big vaulted walls by the front window or... Continue Reading →
Practicality meets sustainability {let’s chat bamboo, biodegradable diapers}
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 →
A letter to the woman growing up in my nest {xoxo, mama}
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 →
Oils for All the Feels {let’s chat emotions}
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 →
Fall in Love {Another Date Night in Box Story}
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 →
Dating outside the box {with a Date in a Box}
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 →
The mama’hood {And a $100 GIVEAWAY}
As I emerged from the fog of Abby's preemie days, I remember several things quite clearly. First, I felt very alone. Second, I had no idea what I was doing. Third, my tired brain no longer related to most humans in the same way. I mean, with 45-minute chunks of sleep between pumping, bottle feeding... Continue Reading →
Dear Abby {22 Months & Full of Passion}
Dear Abby, You jump and jump and jump. Two feet off the floor. Bouncing. Hopping. "Like a rabbit." "Like a monkey (who has to be continually reminded not to fall off of the bed...the chair...the stairs...the box...)." You chatter loudly. Insistently. With great gusto. With a vocabulary that astounds me. With an attitude that makes... Continue Reading →
Two New Loves {Date Night & Kombucha}
David and I got into a fight a few months ago. This is a rare occurrence in our nearly 12 years of friendship and 8.5 years of marriage, as neither of us tend to verbally express our frustration with one another...until the emotions boil over. (If you know my amazing husband, then be assured that... Continue Reading →
I Dream of Abby {The Whisperings of a Mother}
Mother's Day. How I dreaded this day during many of the years past when I would sit in church while other mamas stood and were applauded for their sacrifice and love. It's not that I desired to steal their glory, but rather that I ached for a child of my own. I grieved the babies... Continue Reading →