Slipping

And do we slip?  Absolutely.  We’re human after all.  But as long as we continue to self correct, and continue to try, we can’t be too hard on ourselves for the slipping that is bound to happen. 

Where were you?

Economics class, senior year. Last night I asked my husband where he was. He was in that same class. I never knew it until that moment last night in bed as we said good night and our “I love you”s. (We weren’t in the same circle of friends in high school, and only really connected…

Waves

Life is just a series of waves. Some crashing into the shore line, others rolling peacefully on to the sand and slipping away. They happen simultaneously as different parts of our life carry on in different story lines as they erode time. I find myself in the different waves of motherhood as my relationship with…

To Do

What to do this weekend?

Our Planned Surprise

So last August or so was somewhat of a wild ride. Our Anniversary On August 8th, we took a pregnancy test.  We already suspected that I was pregnant but I wanted to see the positive test result on our 4 year wedding anniversary.  To no surprise, it was positive!  We went on our anniversary date…

Thank you, RIE Parenting

My husband is going to travel for work for a couple of days. I told my 2yo (will be 3 next week), and she seemed unfazed. Later in the morning she was asking to eat her yogurt on the couch. We never eat on the couch and it has never been an option. I calmly…

Our Honeymoon Was In Jamaica

There aren’t many memories of which allow me such emotion or such crispness as if I was there all over again.  But this particular night swept me up and created that vivid memory so that on this day, almost three years later, I am able to remember every detail.

Less Toys, More Play

Minimalism is now something that I try to implement in my own life while living with my husband and daughter.  While on this journey, I hope to influence them through my new way of thinking, but I also try and be careful to not force it on them.  Anything being forced on someone can’t be…

Balance & Realization

So you know that little package I got in the mail? Well… I. Kept. Everything. And you know what?  I’m not sorry. I kept the purple sweater, the skirt that fits just right, the button down shirt for work (with a sleeve length only a tailor could accomplish), the perfect cardigan (with POCKETS!) and even…