I’ve pinned, tagged, saved, bookmarked, and loved a lot of spaces over the years but something about this kitchen keeps me coming back again again. Perhaps it’s the weathered beam, the doorway details, the perfect vein of the countertops, the mixing of wood tones, the beautiful hood, the lines of the hardware, the black window frame… all of it! Saving in my inspiration folder forever and for always.
“i do not expect my child’s respect.Nayyirah Waheed
just because i have given birth to their life.
does not mean they owe me.
what i want most
is to look into my child’s eyes
that i have given birth
held and feed.
from the moment we first met.
they love me for it.”
On February 10th the Red Head graduated from Basic Training. Woop woop! One chapter of this adventure down, many more to go!
Image :: That Kind Of Woman
It’s been almost a week and still not over this moment. Or this one.
After the dumpster fire that was 2020 (except for you, Oliver J), it seems silly to kick the year off with resolutions. We’re all just surviving. And that’s just fine.
Surviving as evident by the fact that this post about the ‘new year’ is coming to you mid-January.
Surviving as evident by the fact that my DoorDash account gets more action on my phone than ever before.
Surviving as evident by the fact that my wardrobe is 90% leggings and sweatshirts.
Surviving as evident by the fact that 30 mins on a bike feels like a luxury vacation.
Surviving as evident that our household is held together by Disney+ some evenings (and mornings and days and weekends).
We’re doing it, folks, and that’s all that matters. I once heard a saying ‘never apologize for what you did when you had to survive.’ So this year, let’s give ourselves more grace. We deserve it.
Source :: Bridge & Burn
Let’s see, since we last connected a few things have happened…
- Covid-19 continues to rage on and on (but so thankful for those that are getting vaccinated!). I fell victim to the germ in early November and spent the better part of a month at home with three kiddos and my saint of a sister. Luckily symptoms were very mild but, I tell ya, that not being able to taste and smell is very, very odd.
- The Red Head left for Army Basic Training right before the Covid bug hit our house. That leaves me solo with three kids under three here at the home-front but we are so lucky to have a stellar daycare and incredible network of friends and family near and far. People have really come out of the woodwork, even during a pandemic, to help us in countless ways. Can’t wait until we’re all back together this summer!
- The holidays have somehow come and gone. The Red Head was home for two weeks (!!) but the time flew by. We masked up with family in Chicago, Zoomed with family across the country, made countless FaceTime calls, toasted to the New Year at 10:30 instead of midnight, and hunkered down through a classic Minnesota snow storm. Now, I’ve set my focus on cleaning, sorting, and purging every closet, drawer and basket in this house. It’s amazing how quickly kids’ stuff accumulates!
- Oliver J is growing like a weed! He’s got a long torso (like Michael Phelps, I tell him) and the best smile. He’s patient and sweet and the perfect little man to complete our family.
I know I’m forgetting a million and one other things happening day to day here and across the country (do we need to talk about the ‘protestors‘ at the Capitol yesterday… I have no words) but wishing all the best for you and yours in 2021. We’re only one week in and it’s been… a lot.
Onward and upward, friends.
Image :: faucethead tumblr
On September 16 we welcomed the newest Erickson to the world.
We love you, Oliver J.
Source :: Chelsey Werth
Seeking joy in the little things these days. Baby kicks. Open windows. New books. Old friends. Clean kitchen. Smiling girls. Deep sleep. Red Head.
Source :: m k / selwood.
What’s life like for you these days? I’m back working full-time (from home), the girls are in daycare, things are slowly starting to open up around town, pregnancy is slowing me down (30 weeks and some change already), and, at our house, we’re each taking turns having our moments. Moments of impatience, frustration, and general lunacy. Seems about right for 2020, though. Between it all, I’ve been lucky enough to post some findings on the faucethead blog. Check out the latest here and stay safe, friends.
Also, wear a damn mask.
Wow. 2020 has really been… something, for lack of a better word. These days I find myself reading, bookmarking, listening, and doing as much self-educating on racial injustice as possible (and counting down the days until our library re-opens so I can check out some more books on the topic), preparing for baby number 3 (due in September), finishing a kitchen re-model (almost there), and working from home full-time during the lingering COVID pandemic. These are wild times, folks, and we’re only six months in. What’s 2020 got for us next?
Image source :: frillmag