Faith

heart-candle-image1I’m so sad about the horrific tragedy in Newtown, Ct. Every time I see the sweet faces of those children, or hear the heroic tales of the teachers who tried to protect them my heart just aches.

I can’t help but feel we live in a very scary world. And I worry that this is the world my future children will live in, and how if things don’t change they’re only going to get worse.

You may have seen this article making the rounds on Facebook, but I finally stopped to read it this morning and I’m glad I did. It’s a reminder of the beautiful things that are happening all around us too. Click to read:

26 Moments That Restored Our Faith In Humanity This Year

This holiday season I hope we all remember to love each other more, cherish the moments with family and friends and realize that, even in it’s hardest moments, life is truly a gift.

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Simple Things Sunday: Hello, Baby

I got to spend my Sunday afternoon snuggling up with this little cutie pie. Baby Emily had me at hello. And seeing Kacie as a mommy for the first time just made my heart happy. She was made for this role.

As my circle of friends continues to expand to include these new little lives, it somehow has a way of putting everything else into perspective. It’s a reminder of how important and precious life is, and how we should remember every day to be good to one another, live optimistically, laugh more and love more fiercely. Lets get all Ghandi up and here and just remember to Be the Change, people. Be. The. Change.

Welcome to the world, baby Emily. We’re all so happy you’re here.

Project 52: Mothers

This week’s theme is “Mothers” and I couldn’t help but use this photo I took of my own Mom last Sunday on Mother’s Day. She was acting goofy for this picture, but I just love how happy and vibrant she looks. And if you’ve been reading this blog for any amount of time, then you know we celebrated my Mom’s 60th birthday a little while back, so can I just say that this lady gives true meaning to the phrase, “Age is just a number.” Or maybe it’s “You’re only as old as you act.”

I think both work ;).

If you’ve been following the news lately, then you’ve probably seen the controversy around Time Magazine’s Cover and “Are you Mom Enough?” headline. While I have 0% first hand knowledge of what it’s like to be a mom, I feel I’m more attuned with the demands of parenting now that I’m watching my friends journey into motherhood, and I have several colleagues who are hard working moms. What I find hard to understand is how “judgy” people tend to be about motherhood and parenting in general.

I have no idea what ‘method’ of parenting my mom used, but I’d put money on the fact it wasn’t anything with a fancy study behind it or some random researchers name attached to it. I have no idea how long I was breastfed. Come to think of it, I don’t even know if I was (but judging from my cheeks, the answer’s probably yes). And I’m sure 28 years ago there were far less fancy gadgets/items/videos/etc to sooth, swaddle, engage, and turn baby into Einstein.

What I do remember is that we were loved. Like, big time picnics-in-the-living-room, bedtime-stories, trips-to-the-zoo, constant-hugs-and-kisses kind of loved. And whether that love comes from a Mom, a Dad, a step-parent, a grandparent or WHOEVER, in my humble opinion I believe that’s the key to it all.

Less worry, less judging and more love.

I think we can all agree the world needs more of it.

P52 with Kent Weakley

Who Runs the World (Girls)

Feel free to put a little Beyonce on while I spill the latest baby beans on Sara (due in July) and Kacie (due in August). They’re both having BABY GIRLS!!! Cue the pink confetti!!!

Do you know what this means? It means if I have a little boy one day, that gives me double the chances of having him marry mini-Sara or mini-Kacie and inheriting one of these awesome ladies as family 🙂 And if I have a little girl one day, she’s already promised to Baby Connor, so my future child is all set. That’s right buddy, I’m talking to you…

Oh, wait, this isn’t about me? OK, I digress.

With two precious baby girls on the horizon, I couldn’t help but do a little Etsy surfing for the little princesses. Here are my top 5 must haves, of course ignoring all practical items you need when having a baby and totally going for the awwwwww factor.

This hat is just ridiculous, but why not, right?? Buy it here. 

Holy tiny sweet little shoesys! Buy them here.

Cool girls have a sense of humor. Buy this onesie here.

Dads avert your eyes. Tutus are inevitable. Buy this dress here.

I can’t get enough of frilly little headbands, just keep it tasteful Mamas. The flower should be larger than a quarter but smaller than their entire head (crochet hats are an exception to the rule). Buy this sweet one here.

Baby Showers are on the horizon. More to come (as long as these ladies keep giving me permission to post their personal life for you to read about!)

Don’t Cry Over Spilt Milk

Today was one of those days. You know, the ones where nothing particularly bad has happened but you’re just not feeling it. I wasn’t really feeling today which explains why, as I juggled a few too many grocery bags determined to do it all in one trip, I dropped an unopened gallon of milk on the floor and it split open like the grand-freakin’-canyon. Things like that only happen on days like today.

But I didn’t cry, because we all know crying over spilt milk is a huge no no. I just thanked myself for being cheap and not buying the organic milk tonight, grabbed a roll of paper towels and went to work. Riggo started going crazy and Moose started whining, clearly in need of a walk and totally confused why I was on their level and not willing to play. Then Joey surfaced in a total terd mood on his way to work (understandable because if I left for work at 6pm and got home at 7am, I’d be in a total terd mood too), and I had officially had enough of today.

But then… I saw it.

There may or may not have been some angels singing in the background, but there on the kitchen table was A PACKAGE. And I knew immediately what it was. A package from our awesome wedding photographers with our photo CDs and a little something extra.

Pouring over our prints instantly lifted my spirits. It’s not that I haven’t already seen these photos a couple million times now, but remembering that Joey isn’t always in a terd mood looking at all the happy faces of our family, friends and of course each other just helped remind me that regardless of blah days…Life. Is. Good.

If spilt milk, whining dogs and a moody hubby are my big problems in life, then I guess I’m really doing more than ok.

(Thanks Mama for the frame!)

(Photo behind Mr. & Mrs. frame is from just after Joey proposed. Happy Happy.)

One Year Ago Today

One year ago today, my best friend asked me to marry him on a rock in Central Park.

One year ago today, we experienced a whirlwind rush of excitement like I’d never experienced before.

One year ago today, we walked hand in hand through Times Square fully feeling that this. was. BIG.

Today, I’m finding it hard to believe that was one year ago. And if life is going to decide to keep moving this fast, then there’s no other hand I’d rather be holding onto for the ride than his.

Act 3, Scene 5: Pittsburgh

If I could describe this weekend in one word, it would be Perfection. My trip with Alex to Pittsburgh to meet Christine’s little man was just a perfect weekend from start to finish — the friendships, the laughs, the FOOD (we ate A LOT, and by A LOT I mean non-stop for three days), and of course the star of the show, baby Connor.

I loved every second of our trip, and as I took a bite of my “gob” on the way home (Thanks Pam101!), I thought about a card my mom gave me when she dropped me off at the dorms my freshman year of college. It read, “Learn all you can, and surround yourself with wonderful people.” A decade later, I look at my life and feel truly lucky to have such an amazing group of girlfriends who are strong, independent, smart and compassionate people who influence me to be the best version of myself.

More to come on Pittsburgh this week. Tonight, I leave you with photos. Prepare to have your heart stolen!

 

Bun in the Oven

No, no…not me people. Chill. We’ve got some time for that. I just thought this headline flowed nicely with my last post on Banana Bread 🙂

This week I’ve got babies on the brain — again, not as in ‘my future ones’ but as in my besties’ babies. This weekend Alex and I are traveling to Pittsburgh to FINALLY kidnap meet Christine’s adorable little man, oh, and to spend some quality time with his Mama as well. Trust me, there will be lots of photos to share. On top of that excitement,  another lovely friend of mine just found out last week she’s having a beautiful baby girl in July, and ON TOP OF THAT, I spilled the beans here that Kacie is preggo-her-eggo and I have full permission to share this adorable photo of that precious baby bump of hers.

Sigh…that’s what I look like after a big dinner (or after drinking a 6lb Milkshake) :(. And if you need a double sigh, here’s what Kacie had to say about the beginning of her adventure into Mommyhood:

Everyday I fall more and more in love with the little human being growing inside me — a bond we will have for a lifetime. Counting down the days until we find out if its a boy or girl, waiting for that first kick and then waiting for August 7th to finally get here :). Our precious bundle of joy!

I’m counting down too! Well, except for the part about the first kick, because that’d just be weird.

Anyone have great baby shower ideas? Accepting creative party genius in the comment section!

Act 3, Scene 5: Valentine’s Day

Our Valentine’s Day was low-key and lovely. From the tacky box of chocolates I gave Joey, to making a mess in the kitchen together…

(Nothing says I Love You like onion breath)

The four-legged ones got a special Valentine’s treat of course. Riggo’s tail was going at least 60 wags-per-second, and Moose got so excited he sat on his toy. Frosty Paws will do that to a dog.

Talk about love…

As for my Valentine’s Day card, lets just say Joey didn’t realize it opened up to a third panel…

Whoops. It’s a keeper.

And the mother-load…

You better believe we took a bite out of each piece. Some traditions are worth keeping!

Hope your V-day was filled with Love 🙂

xoxo