I’m a Jesus praisin’ miracle raisin’ wife and mama from Minnesota. I love those overpriced coffee drinks that are about 2% coffee and 98% sugar, capturing real-life moments for people with my camera, eating peanut butter by the spoonful, and those hours after the kids go to sleep when I get to binge-watch TV with that guy in the picture. Despite my degree in fashion, the only things I’m accessorizing with these days are spit-up stains and the occasional cheerio stuck to my butt. I usually spend nap time here, talking about motherhood, marriage, and my walk with the Lord (and desperately attempting to communicate with other humans who speak actual words).
Now that you’ve read that pretty little summary that tells you absolutely nothing real about who I actually am, I’ll get into the nitty gritty. I should probably start with something that makes you envy my perfect, dreamy life as a stay-a-home mom who has perfected the art of marriage and motherhood. But guess what?
AIN’T GUNNA HAPPEN.
I am not very good at decorating, I hate (I mean hate) cleaning, I am extremely indecisive, I am most definitely an introvert, and I am absolutely terrible at small talk. However, if you asked my hubby to describe me in just one word, he’d probably go with “busy.” That’s because I just can’t seem to sit still until everything is done around the house – which, as you know, is never (especially when you have little ones running around creating endless
disastrous “beautiful” messes).
And yes, I am mama to two sweet little tornadoes, one girl and one boy. They sure do keep me humble, especially when I stroll past the clothing section at Target, catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and realize I’ve left the house, yet again, with 7 bows in my hair and the aforementioned cheerios stuck to my lower half. You’ve done this too, right? (Just nod and smile…)
Besides my babies, I like to think I am extremely passionate about a lot of things, like white chocolate mochas, photography, my hubby, and somedays, attempting to eat healthy (which usually lasts about 3 hours after a good workout, until I open the cupboard and remember, OREOS). But mostly, I am passionate about my one true and constant love, Jesus. He is real, people. He has continued to show me his mercy, grace, and love each day as I stumble through motherhood wearing yesterday’s mascara, a touch of my daughter’s lunch for extra flare, and sticky baby finger “ish” all over my sweatpants. Err, I mean, skinny jeans.
I could continue on about my shortcomings as a wife, and my latest guilty pleasures (cough, cough, The Bachelor, cough), but I guess you’ll just have to dig into the blog to find out all the juicy details about my life.
And before you go…
Welcome to my teeny tiny blip of space on the internet, my friend. I’m so glad you’re here!