8 years, 2 kids: Love looks different.

Love looks different these days. Here we are, eight years into married life (celebrating an anniversary just around the corner!), with two rambunctious kiddos vying for our attention every waking moment. It’s the best, and it’s hard. Gone are the days of ordering takeout and watching Netflix all day. Recently, we had a rare kid-free…

When you feel too busy for your own life.

I haven’t blogged in months. Months! And it’s driving me a little bonkers, to be perfectly honest. Maybe it’s moving to a new home, maybe it’s raising two energetic kids, maybe it’s keeping up with a full career. The days are few and far between when I can actually sit down in a quiet spot,…

Wisdom about hearts and love.

Tonight I was reading about heart disease. One perk of working in health care marketing is the reading material is often good stuff to know for life. I skimmed through prevention tips. Eat well. Get enough sleep. Move your body. Know your numbers. All the basics. Then, I saw this line. I paused and re-read. Stressful?…

OneWord365: Grow

2013 was all about play. 2014 was new. I picked up some new healthy habits (like running). I made more time for self-renewal, through regular exercise and reading. I started going to bed earlier, making mornings easier. We made some wonderful new friends and created new memories with our spunky two (now three) year old. And,…

Losing to gain.

I’ve written this post well over 100 times in my head and in countless personal journals throughout the years. We all have our issues in life. Unfortunately, mine is visible. I’m tired of weight occupying so much space in my mind. I’m ready to make a change. Why I’m losing to gain Skinny isn’t my goal….

Sunday night gifts.

Sunday nights are bittersweet. Sometimes I love them, when I feel caught up, squeaky clean and prepped for the week. Scrubbed house, stocked fridge, steamed wardrobe, bathed babe, refreshed mind. There’s beauty in brand new weeks. Other times, I’m too easily sucked into the Sunday doldrums. This usually happens when I scrambling to get it…

Happy morning traditions.

Lately, it occurred to me: our little family loves breakfast. I’ve never, ever, ever considered myself a morning person. Before we had Annistyn, I could sleep in most of the morning, and, when given the opportunity, I would. Nowadays sleeping in is making it to 7:30 or 8 a.m. without a wake-up cry. And, I’ve…

My favorite things.

I had grand plans for my four-day weekend. You know, they don’t come around all that often. My original list included tasks like “clean the oven” and “organize the filing cabinet.” Fun spring break? I trashed the list and made a new one: my favorite things. We need room to play. Room to simply be,…

OneWord365: Play.

Last night, as we celebrated New Year’s Eve on the couch eating leftover birthday cupcakes and watching old “Parenthood” episodes, I casually asked my husband for resolution ideas. There’s always the obvious like exercise more and eat better. (Why do you think we were “getting rid of” the cupcakes before the new year?!) Get organized….

Overwhelmed.

This morning, I was washing dishes while mentally running through my weekend to-do list. It’s a curse, really, this to-do list mentality. As I jotted down the tasks–heaping piles of laundry, grimy floors, coffee-stained car cup holders, finding time to rest to get over a lingering cough–I started to wonder: why must I always feel…