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Hi.

Welcome to my blog.

This is where you will find our daily adventures, realities of life with a toddler, and sneak peeks into our little farm, travels, style, and a few of my favorite things.

To the friend of the "New Mom"

To the friend of the "New Mom"

Friendship. Friendship is a weird thing. It's especially weird when you reach adulthood. Its even MORE weird once you become a parent. It's hard.  It's hard to be the one dragging your kid along on shopping trips, "girls' day", or simply not being able to just "go with the flow" like you could BB (before baby).

You miss phone calls because answering is nearly impossible  ... you've got one hand holding a sippy cup, soggy Cheetos, and a half sucked lollipop stuck to the split ends of your hair... The other hand is filled with an armful of toddler. Or the usual, needing to cancel plans because you have a sick baby that day. 

When you're invited on a Target trip, you accept... DUH. But, prior to this much anticipated Target  trip you need to stock your diaper bag. You heat up milk or pump, bag up some goldfish, load the stroller, and throw on some leggings & an oversized Comfort Color Tee. You slap on some makeup (to reduce the "MOMbie" appearance you've so joyfully acquired over the last year). THEN it's finally time to get baby ready. You've successfully got your little changed, dressed, and loaded in their seat and... BAM! A blow out of enormous proportions, all the way up to their ears! The seat's soaked, mini human is drenched, and your nerves are shot. You call your friends and tell them you won't be making it because you will be doing laundry until the cows come home.  At this point you want to just curl up in a ball, and tell Target you'll see it's beautiful, glistening, round red sign in 18 years. 

It's difficult when you want the comfort of friendship, but simply feel like you can't reciprocate 99% of the time. You spend more time canceling, apologizing,  or saying "I'll call you back, Parker just threw a sand filled diaper in the washing machine!"...

I know the days are long, but the years are short.

I pray that all of my friends, from those who have been by my side from childhood, to my high school girlfriends, to the momma friends I've made over the last 3 years, all know that you are sacred to me. You are a driving force on the days when I am knee deep in diapers & goldfish. Something as simple as a phone call can mean sanity on some days. The days when you call and every other word is interrupted with "Hang on, P I'll get it in a second!" - but you sit there and wait. You wait to listen. 

Friendship is sacred. One of God's greatest gifts. No matter what season of life you are in, a friend is always needed. Love them & know their worth. 

Easter: Toddler Edition

Easter: Toddler Edition

It's okay to be tired, momma.

It's okay to be tired, momma.