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Welcome to my space. I write honestly about motherhood, finding joy, Jesus, not quite fitting in and embracing the mess. Grab a latte & let's skip the small talk. 


When things go south

When things go south

Sometimes when you stay at home with babies, work a stressful job, or are just involved in life that sometimes kicks your booty, you live for the next "thing." 

Weddings are something I feel myself getting pumped for. I get all jazzed and start planning on how good I'm going to feel dancing the night away with my husband..champagne..celebrating love. Count me in twice, please and thanks. 

It's funny, how life is pretty much never EVER how you expect it. Those sweet expectations we have rarely play out and often lead to potential disappointment. (Who invited Eeyore?!) 

Living in the moment seems to be the better deal. Not hyping the event up TOO much because, well, yeah, you might be up all night wheezing because you can't catch your damn breath because your lungs are filled with mucus. 


Drew and I spent our fancy hotel night in the bathroom while I breathed in a steam shower and he rubbed my back. 

it's actually quite comical. We rarely get out and this is how we spend our one night away. Hmm. Let me tell you this without you smacking me across the face. 

I wouldn't have changed a thing. 

I swear. 

Real life right here, him rubbing my back and telling me it's okay. Setting my pillow up just right to help me breathe better. 

Reminded me of the gorgeous ceremony we witnessed earlier in the evening. The vows they shared and committed to put one another first, through it all. This is it, this is marriage right here. 

It's a BIG commitment, guys. Marriage gets pretty messy and there is throw up, fights, sleepless nights, habits, road blocks. 

But then there are romantic back rubs and falling asleep in his arms because you must. 

Trying to figure out the balance between having zero expectations and remaining positive. I think it's just one minute at a time, take it in stride. This life thing is a marathon and the pace is soft and sweet and sometimes your toenails will be falling off. Sometimes you just have to laugh it off (crying it off is okay too) 

Stay in there, it gets good. 






Just Say No to Egg Dishes

Just Say No to Egg Dishes