A little bit of this...and that

Hello beautiful readers!  I am thrilled today is the first official day of summer.  What a great day! I know (especially if you're in the south) it feels like summer has been here for weeks but today is the kick off and I love it!  I think mostly because June has been incredibly chaotic for me.  I knew this going into the month and prepared for it the best I could but honestly it has been a busy month.   I'm type A and like a lot of you our calendar is planned out well in advance.  When I realized I was going to be out of town the first 3 weekends of June (2 solo without Matt and the kids) I knew I needed to brace up, haha!  Like most things we got through it and juggled things around and made it work. I cannot tell you how much Matt smiled when on Sunday night (that's when we synch up our calendars for the week) he asked me what was going on this weekend and I got to say nothing.  And he asked about the next week and I said nothing again...ah...summer!!! I have to

Mornin lovelies!   A big shout out to all of you for the support and love you showed for my blog post yesterday. It came from the heart and so I'm glad it touched yours!   I have to tell you I kept thinking about things and was pretty down yesterday.  I went through the motions and worked etc. but it was hard.  I was sad!  I took a lot of time for myself and rested and chilled out when I could and needed too.   Sometimes I feel unsure/uneasy about being sad/mad/hurt/happy/excited etc. around my kids.  Before I had children I thought I only wanted them to see me happy and upbeat.  What I am learning now and what is my new normal with them is being authentic.   Yesterday I was authentically sad and also hopeful at the same time.  I lived and breathed in those moments and created space for them.  I realized in doing that I was showing my daughters that it's safe for them to do that too.   I think showing my young ones that in life you will experience a variety

It's with a heavy heart that I type this post.  To be honest I'm not even exactly sure what I'm going to say so I apologize if I ramble. First, I want to say that what happened in Orlando has made my heart heavy.  Heavy with sadness and love.  When the hubs and I found out we had our girls in a wagon and were spelling things out so Emily wouldn't hear us say things like, automatic weapon, dead, open fire, injured.  As I sat there and looked at their super innocent faces while we were spelling such horrific words my stomach dropped.   It dropped for a lot of reasons and it wasn't until later when they were safely tucked in their beds that I figured out why.  I honestly thought it was because one day I'm going to have to explain senseless tragedies like this to them.  But when I got honest with myself it was deeper than that.   My daughters, given their ages, are the purest forms of love one could hope for.  They haven't been really hurt by life, other p