I wake up this morning feeling so fortunate to be surrounded by all of these sleepy babes.

Blessed is the first word for my circumstances that springs to mind for many (myself included) and while it is true, I don’t like to use it because I remember what it’s like to not be “blessed” with children. I can’t imagine why a God who loves us would choose to “bless” some longing souls with children and not others. I just can’t fathom that it works that way, so I say that I am fortunate. Continue Reading

Today…was not so much fun.

I love our life. I really do. I love that we take big risks and do things that other people think are crazy. I love making big plans and renovating our house, and I even love living in a camper with my kids for extended periods of time. I think our life is pretty exciting and it really is wonderful.

I prefer to focus on the positive and exciting aspects of our little world and that really is how I spend most of my days, but acknowledging the other side of things is important too. It would be easy to look at my Instagram feed and think, “they just go do whatever they want, whenever they want, and it always turns out great. Their life is always rosy”. Well, I would never want anyone to feel like they can’t live life on their own terms because they experience ups and downs while things are clearly so amazing for us all the time. So let’s talk about when life is really not wonderful. Continue Reading

The night before Thanksgiving when I was supposed to be cooking half of the entire Thanksgiving spread for 20+ people, we were sitting in the car instead, waiting while a mitigation crew ripped up our kitchen.

At 11:30pm we were allowed back into the house and I cooked in this:

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The dishwasher had sprung a leak and water had gotten all up underneath the hardwood. Unfortunately, this was not the first time it had happened and mold was discovered underneath the kitchen and adjacent laundry room flooring. Just like that – laundry room: inoperable; kitchen: all but the same.

And then Thanksgiving morning came and as I walked through the little room that holds our water heater, I stepped into a nice. big. puddle. The water heater was down for the count. What are the odds? We just had to laugh…and clean up additional water damage and get Thanksgiving dinner out the door.

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