After realizing I’m in my third trimester, have a 3 year old and an 18 month old *and* don’t want to go broke this summer—I decided to take the perfection-planning-pressure off completely.
I don’t want them to worry for a second about the pizza sauce on their face or the ice pop stain on their shirt or the dirt on their feet.
They said that the love in your heart multiplies. I get it now. I physically feel it.
When they are trying to talk to you, or you’re trying to tell them something—stop what you’re doing, focus on them, get on their level and look them in the eyes.
What if we ALL moved toward opening ourselves up and sharing our vulnerabilities, imperfections and the tiny, humble beauties of daily life?
I can’t wait to welcome you to this side of the world, my darling. ?
Perhaps one of the biggest lessons motherhood teaches us is how to forgive ourselves.
What if you give up the battle of the “what-ifs” and the “to-dos” and traded them for a calm life?
You’ll never regret having crumbs in your kitchen if it means your children are secure in their father’s love for them.
I want to use technology when I have a purpose to, and I want to be intentional about the times when I am simply enjoying my surroundings without a red notification dot in sight. ?
Find your pre-mom gaggle of girls & embrace them, they are your connection with a part of yourself you may have lost.
Raising little ones really is magical. Sometimes it’s just hard to see through all the stickiness.
Most of the time it feels like I’m juggling, not balancing. And maybe that’s okay. Maybe this is the season to perfect my juggling act and *not* my balancing act.
“It’s true,” you might think as you revel in knowing your heart holds more love than you can possibly ever fathom.
This is the messiest, sleepiest, craziest time—and that’s when you realize what a good thing you really have.
The lessons from parenting aren’t always easy, but they will change the ways we engage with the world.