At least two days a week I get all teary-eyed while I watch parents warmly embrace their children at the front gates of school as I pick up Wesley in the afternoon. I watch the same routine every day. Parents pull up to the curb, exit their car, readjust their jackets and scarves, put their hands in their pockets and anxiously await[...]
Waiting on the trash man...his favorite day of the week. A wise person I know recently pointed out a defense mechanism I exercise a bit too frequently. Self criticism. Putting myself down before others get the chance to. Nothing too serious. It’s not like I hate myself. It’s more like I’m trying to pro[...]
card design and printing c/o River and Bridge follow along on instagram via @littlemissmomma How sweet it was to open our very first handmade gift that Wesley made for us at preschool. It was a set of hand painted greeting cards. I may have shed a tear or two. Please note my temporary solution to not yet having hung[...]
It’s been hard for me to find the words to share what I need to say in this post. Being a better listener. This has been a more recent personal goal of mine. Ever since this girl entered my life, I’ve made a more conscious effort to be the friend who listens. Like really listens. Who hears the words coming out of your mouth b[...]
Dear Liz, I received an unexpected letter in the mail last week from a childhood friend. A friend I hadn't talked to in nearly 15 years. Reading Amanda's words immediately took me back to 7th grade... The night of a middle school dance... When Amanda was helping me do my hair and makeup, because Amanda was al[...]
Headband c/o: Much Love Illy Necklace c/o: Lisa Leonard Designs Bangs for a day from here We got off to a rough start today. Wesley was up all night, awaking with fits of hysterical crying, sleep talking and walking. Even my perfect, angel baby Sawyer decided he needed to wake up to eat FOUR times last night. Needless to s[...]
It’s easy to follow a blog, get caught up in the endless pictures, and then start to feel bad. Pictures of a perfectly clean home. Of delicious, home cooked meals making their way to the family dinner table every night. Of Mom’s dressed up in adorable colored skinny jeans with a J.Crew statement necklace and…gasp…high heels[...]
