Christmas Magic

It’s that time of year. Time to get our holly jolly on!

Celebrating the holidays with a little one really does make things extra magical. Watching her little face light up when I plugged in the Christmas tree made my heart skip a beat. She’s at that age where anything with bright lights and vivid colors becomes the most interesting spectacle in the world. Her little eyes lock in on the twinkling lights and glittering tensile. And when I lay down beside her, cheek-to-cheek, and see what she sees, I see it too – Christmas magic!


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Welcomed into Motherhood

I’m back!

It’s been six weeks since my last post, but for good reason! Our little wildflower made her grand entrance into the world on October, 19th. And our lives have changed in the best ways.

Emerson Hazel Scott has brought more joy, love and contentment into our little world than we ever thought possible. From the moment I heard her little cry, my whole being overflowed with inexplainable joy.

All those cliche things people tell you before you have a baby: “There’s nothing like parenthood”, “You’ll never be the same again”, “Holding your baby is the best feeling in the world”.

It’s all true. Every bit of it.

I know this is all old news to all you seasoned parents out there, but the newness of this crazy thing called “motherhood” has not worn off yet for me.

And I’m not quite sure it ever will. ❤


To my daughter…

Shortly after I found out I was pregnant, stumbled upon a piece by Sydney Davis called, Why I Will Teach My Daughter Not to Wait. I was so moved by her words. It inspired me to write a letter to my little wildflower. I’ve spent weeks putting these words together for her, in hopes that one day she’ll read them and know her worth, and just how loved she was even before we met her.


My daughter –

My beautiful, fearless, kind, strong, roundhouse-kick-to-the-face-of-conformity daughter.

First – I want you to know that the love I have for you has been measured out from before you were even conceived. Since the first thought of you I haven’t even began to comprehend how it is possible that God loves you more than I do, but I know that He does. I want you to always know that too, and hold that love close to you all your days. Know without a shadow of a doubt, pretty girl, that the love held for you is so immense that it sits among the stars. The very love that breathed the stars into existence so that you might one day wish upon them, is the same love that holds you carefully and tenderly, nestled in the hands of an Almighty Creator. That, paired with the love your daddy and I have for you, will be more than enough to get you through anything.

Also, I want you to know that there is nothing you could do that would make me love you less. Nothing. 

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