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Even if it’s just the three of us forever, it is

Even if it’s just the three of us forever, it is so much more than enough ✨ I know I say this every year, but this age is my favorite. So much independence, understanding, curiosity, imagination, LOVE, cuddles, kisses, “i love you’s”, and filled to the brim joy. Is just keeps getting better and better, doesn’t it?

When I was first diagnosed with cancer, I would wa

When I was first diagnosed with cancer, I would wake up and fall asleep repeating these words to myself, “It is safe to be in my body, it is safe to be in my skin. It is safe to be in my body, it is safe to be in my skin.”
I’d say it over and over and over again, trying to keep my thoughts from wandering as it would hit 1, 2, 3 am. I’d wake up and pay close attention, so hyper aware, of the way that it felt.. looked.. moved how it cared. I’d wonder what was left, a couple years, maybe three, thinking this body of mine, it would never be free. I’d whisper again, “I am safe in this skin” The one that He gave me, for the person within.
So I told myself there was no room for this blame, towards this body of mine that’s now brought all this shame. But as the days would pass by, I grew more scared to move, imaging what would happen, till these cells were removed. The multiplying, diving, happening under my skin, scared of the years that I’d lose, from what’s growing within. So this body of mine, although now might be clear, has still so much healing to do from the fear. A body that’s lost so much love and meaning, a body that’s made me scared of it feeling. A body of stories and scars in the making, a body of life, joy, trauma, grief and pure aching. So I’ll whisper once more, “I am safe in my skin,” this body of mine, holds the person within.

A little bit of magic from the sunshine that surpr

A little bit of magic from the sunshine that surprised us today. Not nearly done with this home of ours, but thankful for this season of i between ✨

Enneagram is a thing, a big one, according to you

Enneagram is a thing, a big one, according to you guys. I don’t think I’ve ever received so many passion filled explanations about a topic than this one and I AM INTRIGUED, you’ve made me so curious 😂 I’ve tested a hand full of times and always come up a 5 but still have never met another woman who is one...Would love to know what your number is + any recommendations on podcasts, books, accounts. Has this helped you really? Because I can’t tell if it’s REAL or one of those things you have to have a bit of a imagination for. Some people told me they test differently or that they feel they have a bit of everything. Tell me tell me 🙈

It’s been a little while since I’ve done an in

It’s been a little while since I’ve done an introduction 🙈 It’s no secret it’s been a bit different around here this past year; posts and words usually centered around motherhood and babies have become avenues of healing for this unwelcomed cancer that quickly took over our plans. I thought I’d be in the depths of new born bliss at this very moment, relating to you on pregnancy and postpartum, but instead I’m here, trying my best to navigate menopause at 28 with a thankful heart… As our little boy is not quite so little anymore, it’s been a delicate balance of sharing motherhood while also respecting his space and words. Truthfully- it’s all made me a bit nervous on how I show up here, knowing so many of you come to this space for motherhood community. So, I wanted to tell you honestly that what we share might look a little different moving forward. Our home, a new project we’ve been working on, marriage, sprinkles of motherhood, while also having open conversations about trauma, healing, injustices, sustainability, mental health...a melting pot of sorts, all centered around building friendships and growing together instead of influencing. I know that it’s a bit of a change, and I’ve appreciated all your encouragement and prayers more than I can even begin to express this past year. Know that wherever this space takes you, with or without us in it, I am incredibly thankful for all the support and light you’ve brought to the days that felt so dark, and I am so grateful for you 🤍

May you always feel your entire worth only comes f

May you always feel your entire worth only comes from our God..

May you always see beauty in the perfect color of your skin..

May you always hear the voices calling for justice, for equality, for life, and raise them higher..

May you always walk in the march to matter, taking each step with confidence..

May you always face fear, knowing you are held by thousands who do not even know your name..

May you always read your history with gratitude for the lives that paved the way for you..

May you always remember to surround yourself only with those who proudly stand beside you..

May you always hold space, for your feels, for your thoughts, for your validity..

May you one day know that I have never lived a life without privilege, but every breath I drew was to make it up to you..

This blur between Christmas and New Years seems to

This blur between Christmas and New Years seems to hold a magic of its very own..where the time is guessed only by the sunlight left outside, where the mornings go so slow you catch a glimpse of yourself in pajamas well past noon, where it’s okay to spend an afternoon reading or taking a warm bath, where it’s leftovers for breakfast and breakfast for dinner. A time gap that’s finally unrushed..no place to be, no gifts to shop for, just here, breathing it all in, calm. I’m not sure how long this might last, a couple days, a week, but tonight I’m wishing for just a little bit longer. In this stillness is so much healing ✨

Social media can be tricky during the holidays...

Social media can be tricky during the holidays... Beyond our own endless to do lists, what often feels like a million little things we have to do just right, we’re also witnessing how others celebrate this time of year here. Families that have come together, endless presents under the Christmas tree, traditions or lifestyles that don’t look like our own. Without even realizing it, a series of photos strung together can form a standard in our minds of what Christmas should look like, what the holidays should look like. A standard that often times isn’t just unattainable, but also not one that would bring happiness or fulfillment for us the same.
Here is a reminder to anyone who needs to hear it: Do not ever let someone else’s life bring doubt of your own. The magic in our home is not in the things we give, the magic is in the way we make each other feel. Our children will remember the way you loved, the books you read, the smile and laughter they heard, the sense of your closeness. No matter what this year has brought, no matter how much you yearn to somehow make it better in their eyes, I promise you that you alone are enough. The memories they hold for the rest of their lives will be the ones rooted in pureness. So, as you scroll this week, as you catch glimpses of how other’s holidays are unfolding, remember it is just that: a glimpse of someone else’s life, not an misguided standard you should set for your own 🤍

Christmas is so close guys! Thought we could do a

Christmas is so close guys! Thought we could do a small giveaway tonight for anyone still finishing their Christmas shopping. A $100 Amazon gift card- just follow and tag a friend below 🤗 Share your favorite thing about Christmas for a bonus entry. Happy ALMOST Christmas friends!! 🤍🤍

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Even if it’s just the three of us forever, it is

Even if it’s just the three of us forever, it is so much more than enough ✨ I know I say this every year, but this age is my favorite. So much independence, understanding, curiosity, imagination, LOVE, cuddles, kisses, “i love you’s”, and filled to the brim joy. Is just keeps getting better and better, doesn’t it?

When I was first diagnosed with cancer, I would wa

When I was first diagnosed with cancer, I would wake up and fall asleep repeating these words to myself, “It is safe to be in my body, it is safe to be in my skin. It is safe to be in my body, it is safe to be in my skin.”
I’d say it over and over and over again, trying to keep my thoughts from wandering as it would hit 1, 2, 3 am. I’d wake up and pay close attention, so hyper aware, of the way that it felt.. looked.. moved how it cared. I’d wonder what was left, a couple years, maybe three, thinking this body of mine, it would never be free. I’d whisper again, “I am safe in this skin” The one that He gave me, for the person within.
So I told myself there was no room for this blame, towards this body of mine that’s now brought all this shame. But as the days would pass by, I grew more scared to move, imaging what would happen, till these cells were removed. The multiplying, diving, happening under my skin, scared of the years that I’d lose, from what’s growing within. So this body of mine, although now might be clear, has still so much healing to do from the fear. A body that’s lost so much love and meaning, a body that’s made me scared of it feeling. A body of stories and scars in the making, a body of life, joy, trauma, grief and pure aching. So I’ll whisper once more, “I am safe in my skin,” this body of mine, holds the person within.

A little bit of magic from the sunshine that surpr

A little bit of magic from the sunshine that surprised us today. Not nearly done with this home of ours, but thankful for this season of i between ✨

Enneagram is a thing, a big one, according to you

Enneagram is a thing, a big one, according to you guys. I don’t think I’ve ever received so many passion filled explanations about a topic than this one and I AM INTRIGUED, you’ve made me so curious 😂 I’ve tested a hand full of times and always come up a 5 but still have never met another woman who is one...Would love to know what your number is + any recommendations on podcasts, books, accounts. Has this helped you really? Because I can’t tell if it’s REAL or one of those things you have to have a bit of a imagination for. Some people told me they test differently or that they feel they have a bit of everything. Tell me tell me 🙈

It’s been a little while since I’ve done an in

It’s been a little while since I’ve done an introduction 🙈 It’s no secret it’s been a bit different around here this past year; posts and words usually centered around motherhood and babies have become avenues of healing for this unwelcomed cancer that quickly took over our plans. I thought I’d be in the depths of new born bliss at this very moment, relating to you on pregnancy and postpartum, but instead I’m here, trying my best to navigate menopause at 28 with a thankful heart… As our little boy is not quite so little anymore, it’s been a delicate balance of sharing motherhood while also respecting his space and words. Truthfully- it’s all made me a bit nervous on how I show up here, knowing so many of you come to this space for motherhood community. So, I wanted to tell you honestly that what we share might look a little different moving forward. Our home, a new project we’ve been working on, marriage, sprinkles of motherhood, while also having open conversations about trauma, healing, injustices, sustainability, mental health...a melting pot of sorts, all centered around building friendships and growing together instead of influencing. I know that it’s a bit of a change, and I’ve appreciated all your encouragement and prayers more than I can even begin to express this past year. Know that wherever this space takes you, with or without us in it, I am incredibly thankful for all the support and light you’ve brought to the days that felt so dark, and I am so grateful for you 🤍

May you always feel your entire worth only comes f

May you always feel your entire worth only comes from our God..

May you always see beauty in the perfect color of your skin..

May you always hear the voices calling for justice, for equality, for life, and raise them higher..

May you always walk in the march to matter, taking each step with confidence..

May you always face fear, knowing you are held by thousands who do not even know your name..

May you always read your history with gratitude for the lives that paved the way for you..

May you always remember to surround yourself only with those who proudly stand beside you..

May you always hold space, for your feels, for your thoughts, for your validity..

May you one day know that I have never lived a life without privilege, but every breath I drew was to make it up to you..

This blur between Christmas and New Years seems to

This blur between Christmas and New Years seems to hold a magic of its very own..where the time is guessed only by the sunlight left outside, where the mornings go so slow you catch a glimpse of yourself in pajamas well past noon, where it’s okay to spend an afternoon reading or taking a warm bath, where it’s leftovers for breakfast and breakfast for dinner. A time gap that’s finally unrushed..no place to be, no gifts to shop for, just here, breathing it all in, calm. I’m not sure how long this might last, a couple days, a week, but tonight I’m wishing for just a little bit longer. In this stillness is so much healing ✨

Social media can be tricky during the holidays...

Social media can be tricky during the holidays... Beyond our own endless to do lists, what often feels like a million little things we have to do just right, we’re also witnessing how others celebrate this time of year here. Families that have come together, endless presents under the Christmas tree, traditions or lifestyles that don’t look like our own. Without even realizing it, a series of photos strung together can form a standard in our minds of what Christmas should look like, what the holidays should look like. A standard that often times isn’t just unattainable, but also not one that would bring happiness or fulfillment for us the same.
Here is a reminder to anyone who needs to hear it: Do not ever let someone else’s life bring doubt of your own. The magic in our home is not in the things we give, the magic is in the way we make each other feel. Our children will remember the way you loved, the books you read, the smile and laughter they heard, the sense of your closeness. No matter what this year has brought, no matter how much you yearn to somehow make it better in their eyes, I promise you that you alone are enough. The memories they hold for the rest of their lives will be the ones rooted in pureness. So, as you scroll this week, as you catch glimpses of how other’s holidays are unfolding, remember it is just that: a glimpse of someone else’s life, not an misguided standard you should set for your own 🤍

Christmas is so close guys! Thought we could do a

Christmas is so close guys! Thought we could do a small giveaway tonight for anyone still finishing their Christmas shopping. A $100 Amazon gift card- just follow and tag a friend below 🤗 Share your favorite thing about Christmas for a bonus entry. Happy ALMOST Christmas friends!! 🤍🤍

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