Too Much

ImageImageThe baby has finally been asleep and I’m in that mom limbo of just knowing she’s going to wake up as soon as I doze off. Soooooo I’m over here being weepy over pictures from when Alma was born. It feels so big for my heart to be a mama of these girls. After my mom took the kids to the car after this visit, she called because Bekah was so sad and wanted to come back up. Sweet little girl walked so timidly back into my room, into my arms, and sobbed. I’ll never forget the weight of her body and her feelings in that moment. She loved the baby. She was safe with the grandmas taking care of her. Even so, there was so much new going on and her feelings were so big she just needed her mama.

I hope I’m always her safe place where she can fall apart. It’s so easy to hurry the kids’ feelings or want them to not be quite so big. If I always want them to come to me, then they have to know they’re never too much for mama. As someone who feels too much most of the time, I think I subconsciously want to help them make their feelings more manageable by keeping them smaller but this just doesn’t work – for me or for them. They respond SO much better when I invite them to feel their feelings, to talk about why they’re there, and THEN talk about what’s next and how those feelings can inform our choices but don’t control us. There are lots of quotes about how parenting is really coming to better understand and even parent yourself a bit – it’s so true.

Products I Love: Getting Started with Root Pretty Skincare + Makeup

Going more natural in any part of life can feel overwhelming and expensive. My mom turned me on to Root Pretty as an affordable and quality option and I have slowly moved everything in my skincare and beauty to their products. I’ll be sharing here what I use and love. If you decide to buy, this link will save you some money and grant me points to use on my own makeup for sharing with you. This is in no way an endorsed promotion, just me sharing what works for me.

Skincare

Face wash. I use the charcoal and grapefruit oil based fresh face cleaner on the daily. Charcoal bars have become popular thanks to Young Living and Beauty Counter, but I’m not a fan of bars as I find them messy and they can be easy to waste in the shower. The handy pump keeps you cleansing away impurities in a super efficient way.

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Anti-aging night cream. Like most good night creams, this is a bit more of an investment relative to the other prices you’ll see in Root Pretty. That said, it lasts forever and I saw noticeable changes in my skin after the first three days of use. If you were to ask me what ONE thing to buy from RP, it would be this. Image

Makeup

The Pretty Kit. If you email Root a makeup less photo, they will help you match to a foundation color. You can then order a trial amount of that color and a few close to it to match. Once matched, I highly recommend this kit that comes with a Kabuki brush and blender along with your foundation, a classic bronzer, and setting silk. This is such a good deal!

For fuller coverage, I’ll often add a drop or two of my essential oil face serum that I make to the foundation powder and apply with the beauty blender.

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I’ll be back with additional installments of how I switched over fully to Root Pretty little by little. Let me know if you order anything or what your faves are!

My Jungle Gym Series: Working Backwards

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This is a bit backwards; a glimpse at the end of this jungle gym season to the max. I LOVED staying home. I was better at staying home than I thought I would be and there were so many surprises the kids and I enjoyed together. I was grateful for consulting. Consulting allowed me to keep my skills and context up while still mostly being focused on the home front. This – this in between of being a regular employee but only part time – I’m not loving so much. My projects are big and strategic and my windows of time in the office or completely alone to get work done are small. Steve comes home and I leave for Starbucks to bang out reports and presentations. There are meetings I have to find sitting coverage for because I’m technically still at home without full time childcare but I’m also technically back at work. I can’t complain because I, by the grace of God and some really understanding leadership, have been given exactly what I said I wanted. I guess sometimes what we THINK we want just comes with some complications we didn’t expect.

I’m excited to go back to work. I’m ready to be all in on this work that I enjoy. I’m so so ready to be back on the same rhythms with Steve. I’m grateful that our kids will get to have special time with their GG and Ms. Melissa. I look forward to being more intentional about my time with the kids again.

All of this said, I wouldn’t trade the completely unexpected season of this past year and some change for anything. What an extreme privilege to have my version of “having it all.”

 

Face-to-Face with My Girl

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When babies are tiny, you can snuggle them all you want and they mostly enjoy it in a passive kind of way. They get a bit older and snuggling disappears for a while as they don’t want you or are flailing weirdos trying to fall asleep. Then – with both of my kids at least – 18 months-ish rolls around and snuggling starts to reappear. This kind of snuggling is different though because it is actively chosen and engaged in. 

I slept with Bekah one of the nights at the cabin over the weekend and experienced some of this amazing, second phase cuddling. It was extra special with my girl. She pressed her forehead against mine, closed her eyes, opened them wide to look into mine, and then they crinkled around the edges with her giggle. This went on for a while before she snuggled her head into my neck and her breathing got heavy. 

This moment made me think of the times my mom and I made a bed on the living room floor to watch movies. The mornings in middle school when I’d slip into her bed and cry and beg not to go to school because the girls were SO mean. The mornings in high school when she would come get into my twin bed and we would chat about whatever until we decided we were going to be late for all the things and should get our arses in gear. 

I hope my girl knows she is always safe in those snuggles to bring her giggles, her highs, and her lows. I hope God grants me the wisdom and the grace and the compassion to meet her wherever she’s at in any of those snuggle sessions. 

My Jungle Gym Series: The Intro

When I was working and praying through potentially leaving work to stay home with our kids for a season, I found myself learning from these bad A women in my life that they had done the same thing at some point. WHAT?! Why have you never told me that? How did it work? How did you come back? How did you still become such a baller? All of these super eloquent questions flew through my mind as it was blown by amazing career woman after amazing career woman. Our stories matter, folks. Our stories provide guidance and hope to others – this has been reinforced by this year’s homework of reading biographies (more on that in a post to come). I think I had started to take this fact and my own story for granted until I received this message from a new mama last night:

Image I learned from talking to women who had gone before me that Sheryl Sandberg had not, in fact, made up the jungle gym analogy for one’s journey at work. Women had been jungle gyming under the radar while men climbed away on their corporate ladders for a very long time. These same women didn’t feel they could talk about their experience for fear of reminding anyone in leadership (ahem, men) that they had stepped out/back/sideways on the jungle gym for a period of time.

SO I’m going to do a series on my jungle gym journey to date in hopes that it sheds some light on this topic for others who are in similar shoes or might be one day.

Related:

Back in the Saddle

This Season: But What Do You Do?  

A Day With Boo

Sissy always misses brother when he’s at school, but mama selfishly loves the time to enjoy just her. To take in the new things she’s doing. To watch her play alone. To listen to her try out new words. Here’s a day with Bekah Boo in pictures. 

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Image  Cooking for mama. She takes one ingredient out, pours it in her pot, stirs, puts it back in the fridge and starts again. This little kitchen brings so much joy. Image  
Fun at the book store where she fell in love with a kitty and methodically picked out books saying, “how abouuuuuuu” and exclaiming, “how about!” when she finds one to her liking. Image 

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A little lunch and some copy writing at Lux.
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Loving and laughing pick up time with her brother bear. 

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Helping mama make zoodles for dinner during brother’s epic nap. Image  Image  

Besitos for papa to end the day! Image 
 

Parenting with Gut Reactions

“Most of us raise our children based on our gut reactions. But how do we know whether such responses are trustworthy or just the result of bad lasagna? Actually, adult “gut reactions” are the results of childhood responses to family emotions and interactions. Therefore, “gut feel” is more valid if we had a happy childhood and presently have peaceful and rewarding relationships at home and elsewhere. On the other hand, if we react to our childhood by saying, ‘I sure do want things differently with my kid than my mom and dad did with me,’ then our gut reactions will probably be untrustworthy and faulty.” – Parenting with Love & Logic

Why Not Me?

“And the scary thing I’ve noticed is that some people really feel uncomfortable around women who don’t hate themselves…Which is why you need the tiniest bit of bravery. People get scared when you try to do something, especially when it looks like you’re succeeding. People do not get scared when you’re failing. It calms them…But when you’re winning it makes them feel like they’re losing or, worse yet, that maybe they should’ve tried to do something too but now it’s too late. And since they didn’t, they want to stop you. You can’t let them.

I get worried that telling girls how difficult it is to be confident implies a tacit expectation that girls won’t be able to do it.” – Mindy Kaling