our holiday newsletter
So with the holidays upon us, we’re starting to have all those holiday newsletters rolling in. People’s “best of’s” and highlight reels that shows the pretty and polished side to their otherwise messy and chaotic life. I devour every word of every newsletter we receive, even when they are extended relatives of my husband’s that I’ve never met. I want to hear about every luxury box seat they bought and Caribbean vacation they took. I finish them and tell J {Read More}
why i blog
It’s been yet another long gap of time since I’ve posted anything on the blog, mainly because I’ve been adjusting to life as a mother of one crazy two year old and a newborn baby. I have a tendency to get hella distracted when I have to do anything on the computer. I may need to hop on to check on a check depositing and all of a sudden I know my husband’s friend is pregnant, my GAP shopping cart {Read More}
a letter to my son
Carter, I am confident that at your 21-months of age you do not quite have the ability to understand just how much things are about to change around here. Trust me when I say that in my 28-years of age, I can’t begin to comprehend it either. When mommy talks to you about your baby sister and you give her belly hugs and big raspberry kisses, it melts my heart, while simultaneously breaking it knowing that my one-on-one time with you {Read More}
tastes so good when it hits your lips
I wish so badly I was talking about an ice cold beer, but alas, I’m still pregnant and sober, so for now, these will have to do. And by “these will have to do” I really mean I may make them weekly until the baby comes because they were that damn good. Frosty s’mores cups I found this recipe on Pinterest (where else?) and decided to make them to complement a Friday evening pool and pizza date with our neighbors. {Read More}
a cheap DIY-ish gift idea
I called this DIY-ish because it requires only a minimal amount of crafting and a little online ordering savvy. I stumbled upon this fabulous little blog and, more specifically, her tutorial for a Fathers Day Magnet Board. I completed my own version of the magnet board for under $25. I skipped the adorable sticker she provided, and instead chose to just decoupage some paper I found at Michael’s on the smaller sized mighty magnetic board found at The Container Store {Read More}
state of a pregnancy: 37 weeks
I can’t believe I even typed that number. 37 is dangerously close to 40, and even closer to 38 and 39, all of which could result in a baby making her appearance much earlier than mom is ready. And by that I mean, mom doesn’t think she’s ever going to be ready for this baby to come. Don’t get me wrong, I can’t wait to not be pregnant anymore. But with the birth of the baby comes even less sleep {Read More}
that time my son peed in a restaurant
To set the tone of this story, I need to let you know how much I hate taking Carter to restaurants these days. As much as I love going out to eat, taking him with me is just not worth the delicious food. Especially since I’m pregnant and can’t even indulge in a glass of wine (or a shot of Jack…which sounds much more appealing these days…). It’s not that I don’t love taking him places. I just need those {Read More}
welcome back!
So another writing hiatus has come and gone and while you probably haven’t known what to do with yourself without the snarky commentary on my life and adorable pictures of my son, I trust that you have all managed to get by somehow. Thank you, my dear readers, for your patience! As you can see, things are looking pretty different around here! I’ve been working pretty hard on a blog re-design and have been working on an editorial calendar of {Read More}
things like THIS
Perhaps what I was trying to describe here was much better described with this. Anyone else have tears in their eyes or am I just an overly emotional pregnant woman?! The “Thank you, Mom” campaign by P&G is a great concept as moms certainly don’t get the appreciation they deserve on a daily basis. *Thank you to MY mom! You didn’t mother an Olympic athlete or have to send me off on buses or anything, but you did a pretty {Read More}
