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I got the cutest gift in the mail and it makes me sooo happy. 🥺💕 I’ve wanted a picnic basket set like this for years, but didn’t want to settle for a cheap version and just never pulled the trigger. Young Living gifted this just for doing my job. (They always give gifts to anyone who helps 2 or 4 people with their Young Living accounts in a month, so I’m not special, just lucky to work for the best company ever.) if you need me, I’ll just be here endlessly picnicking.
Woke up excited & thinking about fall foods & trying new things. Often I write down what I want my life to look like and feel like and it re-visit it to keep me on track. It’s easy to get distracted or lost in the mundane. Or to forget that a lot of times it is exactly the things that may feel insignificant that make up the magic of life if I’ll let them. Washing fresh carrots, making coffee, opening the blinds to let the morning honey light spill onto our floors, warming bottles for Eliot. Little lovely things that add up to a happy life.
Eliot is wigglyyyy in church, so we decided to try the nursery today again. He’s so happy when I’m in there with him, but I wanted to enjoy church with Matthias so I left him. Ugh. My heart! I pleaded with the ladies working — “text me if he’s upset.” I can’t imagine him being in there sobbing missing me while I’m unaware. 🥺
it stresses me out to the point I can’t pay attention. Maybe it’s a first child thing. Maybe it’ll never go away. He lasted about 15 minutes before I got a text “Eliot needs Mommy” and he came back to sit with us.
He’s talking over the pastor with all his little baby noises and loves eating puffs or a pouch or having a bottle during the sermon, but other than those distractions, I feel like he’s a really content baby and does well in a large, quiet room. I’m happy to sit with my baby. I’m grateful to be in church with my little family.
Any minute now, little Peyton. Come on now. (41w 1d)
September 24th, 2020. Matthias asked me recently, “how can I help you?”
“Help me? What do you mean?”
“With your Young Living business.”
🥺💙 I melted into the floor. When he takes over with Eliot, when he helps around the house... that’s how he helps. And he already does it so well - and I told him that.
I feel like Matthias could be frustrated with me for how stacked my schedule is right now, but he’s been nothing but gracious. That’s the character quality I noticed first about him. Graciousness. He is the definition of it.
I had a break at 5 and he encouraged me to take a nap while Eliot was down. And while I was, he made our home beautiful. 🥺
I needed an evening (and people) break so even though I was reluctant to miss the very first night back to grow groups with our church community, Eliot & I stayed home to do nothing together and it was exactly what we needed.
Lunch with a friend in the midst of busyness and business. Eliot loves her too, obviously. And we went to the granary, because of course we did. It’s healthy snack heaven. I told Matthias tonight before leaving him in bed for more work 9pm-12am that I just needed to cry. Not because I’m upset or run down, in fact, even in the temporary chaos I feel joy. But I’m feeling *allI* the feelings & I know I’d feel better if it came out a bit. I shed some tears, but I know more will come. If you see me anytime in the next 6 weeks and I’m crying, just excuse me. Also, come to the fall festival Oct 24th. K, thanks. 💕
Today is ONE YEAR of daily photos. I remember how proud I was when we hit 30 days in a row. 🥺💕
It feels so good to promise something to myself and follow through. That’s what this year has been. Setting goals and seeing them through. (Glory to God.)
For someone who used to set a lot of goals and *not* see them through, I have to say this makes me respect and trust myself in new, important ways. And that feels (really) good.
If you’ve been thinking of documenting your life more, DO IT. You’ll never regret it.
Here are some things I’ve noted after doing these for 365 days straight.
it’s damn hard to daily photos 🤣
you’ll never like how you look in them, just take them and save them anyway
it’s not “taking” from your life or presentness to spend a minute documenting your day
not every photo will be frame worthy. take them anyway
what may seem mundane now will be worth remembering anyway later. life is made up of lots of little seemingly insignificant moments. care about them enough to remember them.
it doesn’t matter what camera you take your photos on
have one place you’re saving the photos. an album, google drive, blog, flickr, anything
How different this September looks. This time last year was heavy and hard. This month is so much brighter than 2019 and I am grateful. Also, I spent so much time in my husbands camping chair/rocker on this porch he surprised me and bought me my own. AHH😍 I feel like we’ve officially arrived as like an old married couple on our back porch together hahaha
First time I’ve walked our land in the rain. it’s so beautiful. I still can’t believe it’s ours.
I meant to do a full entry, but instead my journal says: Eliot started standing today. We had lunch at the frosts. Honey garlic salmon for dinner. worked in the nursery. oily party at moms and I left my camera.
Texas youth summit and size of 12 week old fetus.
So much to say about this day, but photos will have to do the job.
I’ve committed six weeks to weekly one on one FaceTimes with women in my Young Living team and oh. my. gosh. the time I’m getting with each is filling up my heart so much. 🥺❤️ I’m loving this time and it’s stretching me. We looked around tonight and realized we had no dinner, but I realized we had the simple ingredients needed for chicken pot pie. Why didn’t I know the filling was easy easy to make? Where has this been all my life? Eliot’s personality makes me so happy. And his little teeth. Ugh. I could eat him. He gives me baby fever. I’m glad I’m pregnant 😂
99% of the time, I forget to take a group photo before Eliot is in his car seat. Oh well. Making it work. 😂 dinner with these dear friends. Bailey is due Friday! Ahh! I’m so honored to be able to attend her upcoming birth. Already crying about how much I love this woman and her little lovely daughter. Birth is so magic, spiritual, terrible, transformative, tender.
I am overbooked this week, but I’m too far in at this point to try to change course. Matthias is the most incredible husband, friend, and partner in parenthood and that shines even brighter when I’m running thin. The way he plays with Eliot makes my heart swell. I wanted to try to rest for a bit during dinner time and right as I sat down, Eliot woke up. Matthias didn’t even bring him into the bedroom. He shut the master door and let me catch a few zzz’s. It seems so small, but it feels so huge. He anticipates my needs and is present in our home. I won’t take it for granted.
spent today between phone calls & FaceTimes and being mama to my precious firstborn. we’ve been taking our evening walks together and today we stopped just for a little bit to enjoy the sunset. “responsibility is the price of greatness” whoa. Jim Rohn is kicking my butt over here. (I am listening to The Ultimate Jim Rohn Library right now. it appears that the quote is Winston Churchill’s and is actually “the price of greatness is responsibility.”)
this weekend was an intentional time for rest & resetting. I feel inspired, renewed. ready for this fresh week & upcoming season.
The idyllic Saturday. Snuggles & sleeping in, coffee on the porch and signed the contract to move forward on our home! What! Baby steps! Or is it big giant steps?
We went to the splash pad for a sweet afternoon away as a family of three and, honestly, it’s the first little Saturday family date I really remember. Or maybe I mean... date for Eliot’s sake & fun, rather than him tagging along on one of *our* date.
Our photo today was supposed to be at the splash pad... I brought my camera and tripod, but no memory card 😅 so our photo is in bed, watching Tony Robbins “I’m not your guru”. Matthias’ response is awkward laughing and some cringing and I totally love it... and also cringe a bit.
Left Eliot with Bonins today and took a couple hours to drink sparkling pear tea followed by a honey limeade on a shaded porch in Market Street while I journaled. This weather makes me want to put pen on paper and dream big. I also Started History in English words again (haven't picked it up since 2014!) and it's so interesting. 😍
Thank you, God, for beautiful Friday afternoons, for family who love eliot & give me time away to reset, for family dinners on Friday nights, for jasmine & her skill in making our house sparkling clean and a pleasure to come home to. For so many things, I am grateful.
Feeling quiet.
Eliot is 8 months old today, but we’ll have to get our hallway photo tomorrow because we’re out at the Frost property celebrating a new marriage 🥰🎉
