Endless Adventures

As I sit down to write, the sound of my children's laughter echoes from the doorway, filling our home with warmth and joy. Being a stay-at-home mom isn't just something I stumbled into—it's been my dream for as long as I can remember. Today, I want to share a glimpse into my world, a world where I'm living out a lifelong dream with all its highs, lows, and everything in between. From the moment I first held my baby in my arms, I knew that I was stepping into the life I had always longed for. While others might have dreamed of becoming doctors or dancers, my heart was set on one thing: motherhood. Each smile, each milestone my children reach, fills me with a sense of purpose and fulfillment I never knew was possible. Being a stay-at-home mom isn't about giving up a career; it's about embracing my true calling. I have the privilege of shaping and nurturing my children’s lives, of witnessing their growth and discoveries firsthand. In a world that often measures suc

There's been an unknown heaviness on my heart these past couple days I've struggled with and all it took was a simple kind gesture of a friend to gift me a beautiful cookie as a reminder of the baby I lost in pregnancy, not once but twice. It struck me in that moment just what I've been struggling with all week.  I'm not even sure my friend knew exactly what this would have meant to me, that the timing of her gift would hit me so hard, but I spent the next 30 minutes bawling alone in my car. I'm sitting here this morning sharing this cookie with my boys, remembering the babies I've lost, thinking of the newborn I would be holding in my arms this very moment if God had planned it otherwise.  I think it's particularly hard this week because exactly a year ago today I sat by this same old fireplace on a Monday morning watching my two year old and three year old run around playing and screaming, asking myself if this was really possible, could I be pregnant agai

Autumn is my favorite season. The chill in the air, the crunch of leaves, the vibrant change in colors. Today there was running, smiling and laughing. Jumping, falling and getting back up. This is what we all needed.  My little sister, who's my closest friend, joined me and the boys on the spur of the moment park day and it was a blast. We went to Rock Springs to enjoy what Jeremiah calls, the tall green park! It’s one of my favorite places to be, it’s quiet there and peaceful which is what we need in life right now.  This was the first time that I actually went to the playground itself, usually I’d walk the path through the woods. It’s also my mom's favorite walking place, no surprise there, I am my mothers daughter.  But so the three of them ran around on the playground and yes I said three of them. Josiah, my youngest, insisted Rachel go up with him to help get to the third level. That little boy has everyone wrapped around his little finger and knows how to get what he want

A chilly, gloomy day turned out to be a perfect day for the pumpkin patch though the pumpkin patch itself was not so perfect. But we enjoyed our walk through the Christmas trees after realizing the pumpkins were all nearly rotten and smashed out in the field. But the funny thing is, that didn't matter because this is still one of my best memories with some of my favorite people.  This happened in the midst of Covid-19 and we didn't let that stop us from doing the things we wanted to. The boys had so much fun with their mama and aunty out in the muddy field and riding around on a tracker. Though in most of the pictures Jeremiah's face would have you thinking otherwise, I promise it's true. We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves and at the end of the trip the boys found two small pumpkins inside the shop to take home and paint.   I am blessed with this family and never want to take it for granted. My boys are beyond luck to have someone who loves them as much as their mama and a

  The holidays are right around the corner. Which means the gift giving season is upon us and it has me thinking back on past holidays of what was given and loved and this is the conclusion I came to. Experiences are hands down better than material things.  Memories like these are never forgotten. Time spent together as a family is something I will never be able to get enough of.  I was fortunate to have been both born into and married into incredible families. Most aren't as lucky as I am. Which is more reason to embrace experiences and make memories. Board and Brush was one of those things I will forever cherish. It was a gift given to us by Grandma Linda and I will always be thankful for. This was over two years ago and I still remember it so fondly.  In this case, her gift gave us both and experience and a material item. We all made our own sign or crate whatever it was we choose and was able to bring it home. I still have my sign to this day and I imagine I will keep it for ma

  Today was absolutely  perfect and  I couldn't ask for anything  better .  It was a blazing sun with scorching heat, but it was beautiful. Emotional, mentally and sorta physically! First thing this morning I woke up and got the boys and myself ready. I did my hair,  I even put makeup on ! That never happens any more. This momma doesn't have time for that. But I spent the most wonderful, quality time with my mom and sister.  We were on the search for sunflowers over on the other side of Missouri, in what it felt like was 100 degrees out. The first patch we came across, there had to be at least 10 cars parked and you had to walk a good amount just to get to the flowers. At first that idea did  not  appeal to me, nor did it to my mom and sister, at least I don't imagine it did! We continued on to see if there were any more sunflower patches that were a closer walk. I'd gone last year with Lindsey and we had found one that was right on the side of the road, you didn't