Creating an Intentional Living Space

Here is some ugly truth for you. There are times, and the times are often, when I find myself legitimately crying over the state of our house. And I mean CRYING. Weeping. Face in my hands, slumped on the floor, practically swallowed up alive by laundry or toys or other random stupid homeless crap. UGLY CRYING. […]

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My Best Life Project

So here’s the dealio. I’m a pretty messy girl. I am not good with goals. I’m not good with plans. I don’t particularly love structure and I tend to get claustrophobic if I am bombarded with too many rules and ‘this is how it’s supposed to be’. I mean, okay, yes. I am a fully […]

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Girl, Wash Your Face. I Washed Mine.

It shouldn’t surprise me anymore when I’m just going about my day and a book comes along to blow up my life. It’s happened often enough. Girl, Wash Your Face by Rachel Hollis. Dang, people. Just… dang. If you have been following along here you might remember when I talked about the kairos moment that changed […]

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My Top 5 Totally Invalid Excuses for Not Working Out

It’s sad, really. Because I actually like working out. I like feeling my heart step up to the plate and the sense of strength and energy that sings through my muscles. I love that good tired feeling that settles into my bones afterwards and, as someone living with depression, I’m never going to turn my nose […]

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Inside the Target Dressing Room: A Body Image Story

So yesterday I piled the lot of us into a Target dressing room and went through the dreaded process of trying on swim suits. Ask me how much fun that was? Oh. Well, since you asked, it was not fun. Not fun at all. But I couldn’t let the complete and utter misery I was […]

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Mommy in Romanceland: My House is a Mess and it’s Totally Fine

I am not here to complain. I promise. This life I’m living is everything I ever wanted. I have the freedom to choose to stay home with our girls and that is a blessing. I want to be where I am. But, still, I’ve had a bit of a revelation recently. It came to me […]

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Getting Myself Back: Depression, Anxiety, and Infertility

About six weeks after Maria was born I started to notice something peculiar. I was feeling…absolutely amazing? It first hit me one day when I was fumbling around in the kitchen and I realized I was singing. And not just singing but singing some goofy parody that I was making up as I went along. […]

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Romance Reading 101: Carriages or Sports cars?

Ever since I was a tiny girl, whatever I was watching, whatever I was reading, whatever I was doing, I was looking for the love story. I realized early that there is almost always a love story. And I was drawn to the love story. As I got older I learned to hide the fact […]

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You are NOT Emotionally Homeless

Secondary infertility can feel like emotional homelessness. What do I mean by that? Well. You have a child. But real moms have children. Real moms are jugging multiple kids, multiple schedules, multiple meltdowns and double or triple the mess. Real moms birthed families. I can’t tell you how many times a well intentioned “real mom” said […]

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How Romance Reading Saved My Sanity: Infertility and the Baby Making Bedroom

Real Talk. If you are related to me or my husband, perhaps a former teacher or just generally someone who DOES NOT want to see me talk about sex, be ye warned. I mean it. Stop reading! Get out of here, Dad. Incoming awkward subject. But I know I cannot be the only one who […]

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