cultivating a home life of beauty, refuge, and creativity.
Holidays, changing weather, and a baby growing into a toddler caused my morning routine to eventually slip up, but the beauty of a routine is that they are allowed to shift, to evolve, to change completely. Over time, I’ve…
My third trimester was filled with anxiety, and then depression ascended, and my days ebbed and flowed. Panic, anxiety, and a never ending list of tasks led into a spiral of inner thoughts. A woman that was more efficient, more…
Stress during pregnancy is inevitable, especially if you’re a first time mom, and I had my fair share of it. With so many life changes hitting me all at once (like moving to another state, selling our home, quitting my…
There is fury and despair beneath the surface of my soul and it will get out if one more thing goes wrong. And it always does. I am afraid. I am sad. I am no one. I am nothing. These…
In my mind I can see the mother I want to be and when I wake in the morning, she is not there. I am exhausted. Everything aches, and I am resenting my daughter for needing me. I am jealous…
When I was pregnant, newborn essentials meant finding the most beautiful-yet-comfortable-welcome home outfit for our little baby. It also meant countless hours of finding the safest-yet-affordable-yet-stylish baby gear. While I’m happy to say all of our baby gear selections turned…
The apartment is quiet and we are slow dancing to Tchaikovsky in the living room. Your little arm fits just so around my shoulder; your little head rests in the crook of my neck as you gaze out the window….
