Where I’m supposed to be.

I wrote this last week but wanted to save it for a Monday morning. I know Mondays can be hard in their own unique way, so here’s a little bit encouragement if you’re in need.

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Fact: there are days when everything feels like it’s going the wrong way. The day before today was kinda perfect and I felt like motherhood was the easiest job ever. A couple loads of laundry: washed. Floors: swept, mopped, vacuumed. No meltdowns from anyone smaller than me. And the real icing for the day: my hubby was home in time for us to sit down together for dinner.

But then I woke up and it was tomorrow (really today), and it felt nothing like yesterday delivered.

And that’s when I take the time to realize how grateful I am to be a mama first and a blogger/working lady second.

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Maxwell’s whining was easily remedied if I sat with him on the floor in the nursery to play.

My morning shower that didn’t happen because today was “just one of those days”? Well, now I know what I’ll be doing this evening :)

It’s OK that Max didn’t want to eat his entire lunch, he can have an extra serving of fruit and some crackers after his afternoon nap. Some things simply aren’t worth fussing over.

And possibly my most important lesson from today: nothing is more urgent than my time spent with our children.

I love knowing that (and experiencing it, too).

Sometimes I wish I could sneak off and lose myself to hours spent in a sewing studio, but I know today is where I’m supposed to be and tomorrow will most definitely hold something awesome, too. 

The beat of life.

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Maxwell will be 15 months old on the 12th and that is literally fascinating to me. For one, where does the time disappear to?! I’m so grateful for all our memories we have created together since his birth. To be home with our babes is such hard work, it takes consistency and patience, and trying to get enough rest is pretty much a requirement. But these years at home with our babes are years of investment. They are my favorite years. As soon as we started a bedtime routine with Max he started going to bed so gosh darn easy for us. We keep a couple stuffed animals in his crib with him but it’s clear his favorite is Scout, a gift from my brother the Christmas I was pregnant. Once he’s in bed we’ll hear Scout “talking” to Maxwell, and Zack and I just look at each other and smile big cheesy grins. We are so head-over-heels in love with Maxwell. He is such a blessing to our entire family.

The 14 long (to us) months we prayed for our first baby were hard months. When we finally relaxed into the beat of life we found it much easier to be patient, and shortly later we had an announcement to share. And oddly, we find the same mentality to be true once the child is born: relax into the beat of life and your rhythm will come, naturally.

A philosophy I’m in love with…

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via A Cup of Jo

While reading one of my favorite blogs I came across this beauty philosophy that literally made me stop and pause over the words I had just read:

I think beauty is about contrast — that things shouldn’t be too perfect. I’m “allergic” to things being too done-up, whether that be a room or a garden or my personal look. (Kedra Smoot)

Isn’t that a life-changing concept? And totally applicable to so many topics. I love when simplicity can come in and just be.