I’ll take all the jolly, joy-filled, head-over-heels obsessed couples who love to kiss each others’ faces off please, thank you & AMEN.
Craving the quiet, not-a-ton-of-hustle-and-bustle Christmas season. I love everything about Christmas SO MUCH - the magical spirit that fills us, making even the simplest things magnificent. Teaching our babes about the real meaning of the season & being intentional about what we spend our precious time together doing is the name of the game, especially this year. I’m just over all the commercialism. (Am I the Grinch? Sorta? Was that what he meant all along?! 🤯) It’s my duty to show my kids that there is so much more to Christmas then the presents that surround the tree on December 25. So here’s to a simpler holiday season - filled with less buying, less gifts, less commitments, less thinking about ourselves & more thinking about others, more experiences together, more traditions celebrated, more of that sweet baby who lied in a manger & changed everything.
Beading and lace and tulle and satin - all the things sure to make my detail-loving-heart swoon. I’ll be the first in line to ooooh and ahhhhh over that goodness...but know what is most important to me? Taking the beautiful soul hiding underneath it all, the heartbeat of your marriage and what you both bring to it & putting it on display for the world to see. That’s my favorite.
I've talked with many women recently that once believed they weren't the mother type and were perfectly content living a life without children. They wanted to be their own person and not be replaced with “so and so’s mama” or were afraid of losing their identity in motherhood. WELP. Honestly the above does happen, daily, but what you gain from motherhood outweighs all that. You may lose your old self, but you find a whole new woman in there - one with more strength, love, passion, patience, kindness, happiness, etc. etc. etc. It opens your eyes to a whole new world, a whole new love that you cannot possibly fathom unless you’ve experienced it. It’s surreal. & while the days may seem long and the years short, there is so much joy in it all. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Maybe I had my first The Family Stone viewing of the year and cried my eyeballs out (the scene when they each receive the picture from Meredith, literally gets me before it even happens) or maybe I needed this reminder today when I texted my husband “HELLLLLLP, COME HOME NOW, SOS!” but I tucked those little monkeys in and just felt compelled to stop & savor it. Being a mama is so special.