Feb 11, 2016

A Prayer For The Newlyweds

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She quietly came in the back of the church and sat in the second to last pew. She listened for a few minutes and silently nodded in agreement with the message the priest spoke to the bride and groom about to exchange vows. Marriage is a beautiful thing, that takes work... You both clearly love one another with your whole hearts and then some... This love will only grow... 
 
As the priest began to finish his thoughts she buttoned her coat again and steadied herself on the pew in front of her as she stood. With a smile she slowly walked toward me and the door. Without stopping she whispered as she walked by, "Pop and Remington are waiting in the car for me. I'll see you tomorrow!" My Nana was friends with the bride's mom and wanted to stop by and say a prayer for the newlyweds. She is completely adorable and one of the sweetest people I know.  
 
Oh how I love my Nana so very much! What a beautiful gift it was watching her in this precious moment four years ago.
A Prayer For The Newlyweds
Yin to My Yang
Feb 10, 2016

Yin to My Yang

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THIS girl. Really. I don't know how I got so lucky, but I totally hit the jackpot when it comes sisters. My little sister Nicole is one of the sweetest most amazing woman I know... Truly. 
 
We are so very different and yet so very much alike... One story my family always laughs about is the photos of us in our first holy communion dresses. My mom had us help pick out our dresses and if you see the two dresses together you cant help but laugh! They couldn't be more different. Now my dress, well it was plain cotton with a little bit of lace. And in my hair I wore a small delicate crown of dried flowers with a few ribbons coming down the back. But my sister... She had a big flowing chiffon dress with puffy sleeves and sparkle. In her hair she wore a crown with strands of pearls, glitter and a full veil coming down the back. Our styles and personality were clearly different even then! 
 
I love that my sister and I are alike and similar. She has been the yin to my yang. She has been the one to challenge me to face my fears and to step out of my comfort zone. She has encouraged me through hard times and remains one of the biggest cheerleaders and supporters in my life. She is my best friend and I adore her beyond words. And I am so very grateful that she of all people is the one I get to call my sister! 
 
This coffee drinking, chic nail polish wearing, speed texter is my favorite and today is her birthday!  
 
Happy happy birthday Nicole! Love you!
Feb 4, 2016

Someone Turns Six

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I can't believe that our sweet pup Remington turns 6 years old today! It feels like yesterday that we picked up him up. I never had a dog growing up, so for this animal lover, I couldn't WAIT until Chris and I got a dog. It didn't take us very long after we said "I do" to add Remington to our little family... And add to our family he has in so many ways. 
 
He is one of the sweetest loving souls, who constantly exemplifies unconditional love. His loyalty is unwavering and his gentleness and patience with kids is like none other. I can count on him to come with extra snuggles on the days that need them and a playful spirit when there is fun to be had. For him, it's about enjoying and living in the moment and oh how I need that reminder sometimes. Remington is such a huge part of our family and I can't imagine it without him.  
 
This photo taken right after his mid morning nap last week is confirmation that Remington has the cutest bed hair, especially right before getting a haircut! Happy Birthday Remington! We love you!
Someone Turns Six
When You Get There
Feb 2, 2016

When You Get There

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You don't give yourself enough credit. His words kind of stung a little with their honesty and truthfulness. I automatically replied with a "yes-I-do!" I think I may have even stomped my foot and crossed my arms in my head. How could he say that?! He said it because it was true and I needed to hear it. We stood in the kitchen with the sink filled with dirty dishes from dinner and the fresh baked pizza smell still in the air. 
 
Not only is Chris my husband, best friend and my everything, he is also my business partner. And as such, we often have to have those necessary "business" conversations. Sometimes over dinner. This night was one of those nights. As we discussed last year, this year's goals, and plans for the business, he had just said it - you don't give yourself enough credit. And then he said it again just in case it didn't hear him the first time. 
 
As we continued talking, I couldn't help but notice the little wooden sign above the kitchen doorway. "When you get there, remember where you came from." I love this saying because for me, it has always been a reminder to remember the beginning. To be grateful for the opportunities I have had and to pay it forward. To never forget the struggles, hardships, and the time when my dream didn't even exist yet. And to not take for granted all the many blessings. As I read the sign again as Chris talked, I read it in a completely different way. "When you there, remember where you came from." When you are living your dream, accomplishing your goals, and are at the current "there," don't forget to look back to remember where you came from and to see how far you have come. Man, I needed that reminder. How easy is it for us to see the growth and accomplishments others achieve, but when it comes to ourselves, we can become so easily frustrated with where we have fallen short. For what we have not done. For where we want to be, but where we still are. To see others checking off new "theres" that we haven't. 
 
Would you believe the love of my life said it AGAIN?! This time, as a question... you don't give yourself enough credit, or you forget to sometimes... right? He was right. He was so right. I am humbled and grateful for this journey and sometimes as I look forward I forget to look back to see what has been accomplished and the "theres" we have been at. And as I do so, I am reminded that although we need to have "business" goals, it's the connections, relationships, and memories that are what's most important anyway... not the numbers, check marks, and accolades. 
 
So wherever we are, here's to giving ourselves more credit. And to looking back at what's really important, to look forward at what truly matters. Oh, and to eating more pizza. The cheesier the better.
Jan 28, 2016

This Little Boy, My Heart

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It's like clockwork. Every morning while it's still dark, before anyone else is awake at our house, my alarm goes off. My feet touch the hardwood floors, I throw my robe on over my pajamas and stumble into our kitchen. The little lamp in our living room on a timer slowly turns on at 5:30am lighting my way with a soft glow. Oh how I love the stillness that fills our house early in the morning before the sun rises. Taking out a mug from the cabinet, I brew a fresh pot of hazelnut coffee and stick a banana in my robe pocket for breakfast. I sit down for my daily quiet time to start my day with God before grabbing the baby monitor and tip-toeing downstairs to my office to get crackin on tackling my inbox, my list of To Dos for the day, confirming meetings for the week, ordering albums, editing sessions and so on. After what is (hopefully) a solid uninterrupted two hours of work, the sunshine pours through the windows and peaks through the curtains. I hear Greyson on the monitor and come upstairs to always find Remington sunbathing in the perfect spot on the carpet. Then comes one of my absolute favorite parts of the day. 
 
I slowly push Greyson's door open, and with the shades still pulled down, its dark and hard to see inside as my eyes adjust... but out of the corner of the room where the crib is, I hear this sweet little voice... "Mama?" I tell him, "Yes honey. Morning love." He begins to laugh, babble in his own language with a few words interjected here and there I understand, and point to his blanket. As I lift him out of the crib he proclaims, "Hi!" and my heart almost nearly explodes. Every.single.day. 
 
It's the absolute best way to start my day. I hold him tight, tell him I love him and chat with him about our plans for the day, as if he would understand... play date, errands, finger painting, and lots of playing with his trains. I thank God daily for the blessing of being able to work for myself which has allowed me to stay home with Greyson everyday. And it's a blessing I don't take lightly or for granted. And that's why when people ask if it's hard to get up early to work, work late into the night and try and balance this whole full time mom and full time business owner thing, I can't help but tell them the truth. Yes, its hard. Some days are harder then others. Sometimes I feel so overwhelmed by everything that needs to be done. Sometimes I have days that I feel like I am not being the best at anything, and need to give myself a little grace. Sometimes my son and other people need me and things need to be done, and usually on those days he wakes up before my alarm and skips his nap that day. Sometimes its 6pm and I am still unshowered and in my robe and had Cherrios for breakfast and lunch... and there are some in my hair. But the truth of the matter is I wouldn't change a thing. I truly know how fortunate and blessed I am to be home with him and I can't begin to imagine my life without him. And I know now more then over, that being a mom is a sacrifice... A sacrifice to some extent of your schedule, wants, needs, dreams and time... and sleeping patterns. But oh how it's SO worth it and more often then not, doesn't feel like a sacrifice, but just part of loving and providing for your child. 
 
And you know the funniest thing? So many of those goals and "accomplishments" I had set for myself years ago have slowly shifted. My dreams have changed. My wants and desires have changed. I have changed. It's a reflection of how my heart has grown and changed ever since Greyson came into our lives. He has helped me refocus on what's really important in the day to day and what I really want in the long run. He has changed my big picture dreaming. This little boy constantly teaches me so much about myself and continually helps shape me into the best version of myself. And he's only (almost) two! I can't wait to see what I will learn from our son as he keeps getting older. 
 
As I type this I hear him babbling to his stuffed animal puppy and covering him with his blanket, an hour earlier then he normally wakes up. But my coffee cup is empty, a banana peel is sitting on my desk and my favorite part of the day awaits me upstairs.
This Little Boy, My Heart
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