One of the rooms, I was excited to decorate was my son's nursery. I loved the idea of having a cute little space just for him. What I quickly realized is that the space is for my husband and I too. We do a lot of diaper changes, feeding, reading, and rocking him to... Continue Reading →
Today is September 23rd. It's my original due date. The one I got from the doctor when he confirmed my pregnancy. My son was born on July 21st. For weeks I struggled between being SO upset that my son was born early - thus subjected to six weeks in the NICU and the possibility of... Continue Reading →
When my son was born nearly ten weeks early, I had next to nothing prepared for his arrival. This is mainly because he came the DAY before my baby shower and I didn't want to buy stuff before then, but also because I am basically a professional procrastinator. Honestly, if it weren't for the last... Continue Reading →
I feel like I've been pregnant forever. Mainly because I found out in January, so I've been pregnant the whole year! But now I'm getting into the home stretch: I have just 10 weeks left! When I was in college, we were on an academic quarter calendar and each quarter was 10 weeks long. In... Continue Reading →
Now that we know what we're having, it's time to start thinking about the nursery. Here are six ideas for a baby boy's nursery!
My husband and I like to road trip and for my birthday we decided to check out Tipp City, Ohio. I'd never heard of it, but he saw a quick blurb in a USA Today article -- 50 state road trip: Beautiful small towns in every state. We've driven past Tipp City on our way... Continue Reading →
There are countless, amazing custom closet building companies out there, but we decided to go the DIY route to save money. Yes, it's not as "nice" as the professionally built closets, but it looks pretty good (in my opinion) plus doing it ourselves was both substantially cheaper and more satisfying.
If you're like me then you have dreams of being some gourmet glamour girl. Hair in-tact, flawless makeup, rocking a perfectly pressed apron, feet in stilettos, cooking up delicious meals in a gorgeous kitchen. In reality, you're in sweats, house wrecked, hair a mess, barefaced, standing in your god awful kitchen and pulling crumpled, stained... Continue Reading →