Mindset and the many emotions of selling a home.

It’s only been two weeks on the market, and I’m tired of selling our house. Keeping a spotless home while working full time and caring for two littles is no small feat. (I mean seriously, who takes time to make all the beds every single morning? Not this gal.) And, to top it all off,…

Savoring the gifts of life and love.

Recently at work, I had the pleasure of hearing a dietitian explain how to truly savor chocolate. It sounds kind of silly at first, right? Like, find it cleverly hidden in the pantry, pop it in your mouth, and hide the evidence before your four-year-old hears the wrapper crinkle. (Just me?) But in order to…

The little things make all the difference.

So often in life we want a restart. A new direction. A new home. A complete overhaul. Brand new beginnings look deliciously shiny some days. Lately (and by lately I mean over a year), we’ve been looking at homes. We’re two quiet country kids at heart, and we dream of owning a few secluded acres overlooking the…

Unrush me.

It’s Sunday evening. The kind of Sunday evening that leaves you asking, “What did I accomplish this weekend?” and “How can I possibly catch up before another work week begins?” I spent my weekend in bed fighting a nasty sore throat. It wasn’t my idea of a good weekend, and yet I’m thankful I had time…

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…

Savoring summer.

Our little lady is toddling all over the house these days. She runs the show around here. (Which is partly why I’m a terrible blogger lately, sorry.) Summer 2013 took its sweet time in North Dakota, but we’re enjoying every moment of available sunshine. I keep thinking that this is Annistyn’s first summer, because she…

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,…

The simple life.

I must be taking this play thing a little too literally. Sorry, friends, I’ve been absent. Life so often feels like a race. Mornings come too quickly. Before we have a moment to play, we’re out the door, shipping off to daycare and desks. Between planned to-do’s, spontaneous must-do-now’s and pop-out-of-nowhere deadlines, tasks munch away…

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…