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  • If ever there was a baby to make me want all the babies. #phantombabyfever 😆 #rosienate
  • Joy and pain, suffering and celebrating, new life and loss. A year filled with so many things. It was life-changing and overwhelmingly mundane, all wrapped up in one. Another year reminding me to embrace TODAY. Not dwelling on the past or constantly yearning for the future. This season won’t last forever. Babies don’t keep. These are the days, man. THESE ARE THE DAYS. Happy New Year!
  • E I G H T months old! She does the cutest little whisper babbling, loves her big brother Jamesy who is constantly making her giggle, and started giving kisses (my personal fave🤗). It’s crazy how much faster the first year goes with every consecutive child. And to be honest, I’m terrified to find out how I’ll feel once this last “first year” ends. But for now, I’m so grateful that I get to embrace it just a little while longer.😊 #rosieposiegrows
  • Phone down. Eyes up.✌🏼 Merry Christmas!
  • “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”⁣ -John 3:16⁣ ⁣ Consider this my virtual Christmas Card (& also my real one, since I didn’t get around to sending any this year, yet again).😜⁣ ⁣ Merriest of Christmases, from my family to yours.✨
  • 2 QUESTIONS ↧⁣ ⁣ 1. Do you buy yourself Christmas presents?⁣ ⁣ 2. If yes, do you wrap them and open them on Christmas or just decide to have early gifts when you get them? 🎁 😂⁣ ⁣
  • Despite their height difference, I get asked on a weekly basis if they’re twins. They’re 21 months apart. It’s funny though, because that first year and a half was challenging, to say the least. I felt stretched to my limits between the two extremely different demands of a toddler and a baby. I remember feeling as though they were world’s apart. But somehow, over the past two years, the chasm between them has been closing in, and it’s harder and harder to remember those days. Instead, it’s hard now to fathom a time when they weren’t best buddies + mortal enemies.🤪 I am so thankful they have each other. And honestly? Every time I get asked if they’re twins, I am filled with gratitude. That we made it here. That God gave me them. And mostly, that God gave them each other.❤️⁣ ⁣ And just for fun, I’d love to know. What is the age gap between your kids? Do you love it? There are obviously challenges with every age gap but, if you had a choice, would you choose that age gap again?#dodaandjamesy #mariellemariepresets
  • Before having kids, everyone tells you to enjoy the freedom of not worrying about anyone but yourself. It’s hard to fully understand what they’re talking about. Yes, you have people that you care about & love & even worry about on a daily basis, but it’s not the same.⁣ ⁣ MOTHERHOOD IS SO HEAVY.⁣ ⁣ From the moment you find out you’re expecting, you literally begin to carry the weight of that child. They place that baby on your chest for the 1st time, & in that instant your life is changed, forever. It’s extraordinarily wonderful & indescribably terrifying. You love that little piece of your heart, so much, but you almost can’t bear the weight of knowing that the responsibility will never stop. There are no breaks.⁣ ⁣ It’s almost like there’s a timer in your head, ticking. Every time you try to “take a break” from mothering, it taunts you. You try to take a day to yourself, or even just a few hours, but the ticking never stops. You can’t leave your child with a babysitter without hearing it. When the party starts going longer than expected, it gets louder. You watch the clock, wondering if your kids are still okay, if you can sneak out without being noticed, pushing yourself to stay cool for just 10 more minutes. Or 5 more minutes. Or, NOW, you have to leave NOW. Your kids need you. You can feel the weight, pulling you back home to them. ⁣ ⁣ The weight of being a mother is heavy, indeed. Somedays, it feels like it’s squashing you, requiring more strength & energy than you possess. The constant & unending responsibility seems like more than you can bear. It’s a lot to carry.⁣ ⁣ But that’s the thing about lifting weights, it leads to change. It doesn’t happen overnight, it’s not instantaneous. But slowly, over time, you begin to transform. Each day you get a little stronger, until one day you wake up & realize you hardly feel the weight at all. The weight has become easier to carry. It becomes second nature, a part of who you are. You carry it with you without even noticing it’s there. You have transformed into a stronger, more capable, more selfless version of yourself without even noticing.⁣ ⁣ Motherhood is so heavy, BUT YOU’RE STRONG ENOUGH TO CARRY IT.⁣

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Writer. Photographer. French Fry enthusiast. Mama. Will work for coffee.

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