Somehow my baby is 10 weeks old and I’m already reflecting on the earliest days as a scary yet sacred memory. In thinking about those first moments, I have to say that I’m blown away by the support our little foursome received from our friends, neighbors and family. People are so very kind. I’m humbled by the village that stepped in to help us in our transition. ... View Post
It’s Time to Talk about Baby Weight
This picture is dear to my heart. It’s my last moment with Emerson as only a mama to her. Minutes later, Doug picked me up and we jammed to the hospital where we’d soon welcome little Hadley. Here I am telling my firstborn daughter how much I love her. How she’ll always be the one and only baby who made me a mama. How things were about to change, in a REALLY big way, but that she didn’t have to worry because there ... View Post
Double the Chaos, Double the Love
I’ve waited so long for this day: A place of (occasional) peace and (haphazard) rhythm as a mom of two! Somehow both of my girls are sleeping at THE SAME TIME and I miss writing so much it hurts, so naturally I’m going to pump out the most-thorough-possible update on having two kids. And I guess I just used the word “pump.” Someone’s been spending too much time with her Medela Pump In Style breast pump. As if there’s ... View Post
Fun with the Boys
It’s so very official: There’s never a dull moment in motherhood. Every Monday I run my errands, so the other day I was making my usual stop at beloved Saint Trader Joe’s. Nothing exciting or crazy, other than Emerson being a total angel for once as I filled my red cart to its max. Well, it’s also pretty insane that I spent over $200—my official new record at TJ’s and also some hardcore evidence of my 34 weeks’ ... View Post
An Easter Post: The Valley of NO’s
What’s not to love about Easter? I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t giddy about the festive traditions we’ll live out this weekend: the fancy outfits, outdoor church service, extravagant brunch, Easter egg hunt, and new bedazzled baskets I recently purchased for Emerson and her coming sister. All that stuff’s GOOD; so good! But clearly, it’s not the point. It’s simply our way of celebrating the biggest day in all of ... View Post
Almond Joy
It’s amazing how we can plot out a day to the last detail only to have our plans utterly wrecked by the smallest incident. A flat tire, a phone call, a detour. Oh, your two-year-old aspirating an almond. Tuesday, last week, was supposed to be totally fabulous. Some of my life goals are more selfless and substantial than others, and let’s just say eight days ago was supposed to be one BIG SHAMELESS CHECK off my ... View Post