What Would a Mom Wear Vol. 2 || Hello Apparel


And why wouldn’t I be? It sums up everything in my life right now. Everything. I am SO pregnant. And it’s happening so fast. I’m 20 weeks along right now. Which means I am half way done with this pregnancy. Actually, in terms of my pregnancies, I’m more than half way done because I’ve yet to make it to my due date. Jonah came at 36 weeks and Emery came at 37. Maybe I’ll make it to 38 this time? I don’t know, I don’t care. BECAUSE THIS SHIRT IS EVERYTHING.

Jeans, a t-shirt, and a comfy cardigan (from Target-of course) are pretty much how I rock the mom style on the day to day. It’s easy and makes me look like I’m somewhat put together, but you guys suggested I step out of my comfort zone a bit for these posts, so here’s me rocking the shirt with a SKIRT. I love t-shirts and I love dresses, but I’ve never been a fan of the two at the same time, but I’m loving this shirt paired with my Agnes & Dora skirt. (To be featured on the next What Would a Mom Wear!)

So Pregnant

Don’t even talk to me about my hair. I’m so lost as to what to do with it. I need to study the pinterest and find some new ideas because I’m so annoyed with it right now. I’ll figure it out. In the meantime, here’s what happens when your kids are observing your photo shoot and want to be in every single picture so Daddy can take a picture of “my ninja turtle moves!” and then my subsequent reaction to this stage of life right now. (I kid.)

So Pregnant
Ok now back to the shirt. It’s super comfy, comes in long or short sleeve, and they absolutely run true to size. However, I’m usually a size small, but I went for a medium since pregnancy is basically like getting a boob job for me and I have to replace every top and bra I own from about 12 weeks on. It’s serious. I think I could’ve still worn a small, but I didn’t want to risk it and the medium is quite roomy for my inevitably massive oncoming bump. And seriously this shirt is just going to get funnier and funnier the bigger I get.

So big thanks to hello apparel for sending me this shirt and now I’m giving you a chance to win a hello apparel gift certificate all for yoself. This giveaway is not sponsored by hello in any way, this is coming straight from me because I love you and you rock. So let’s get to winning some stuff.

Here’s how you enter:

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The Difficult One

DSC_0130Emery Lewis. He is not my easy child, this one. Don’t let that gorgeous grin fool you. He is a handful. Pretty much since the day he was born. I should’ve known, but Zach and I convinced ourselves that he would be our quiet and laid back kid. We always thought Jonah was so funny and loud and goofy, so surely our next child would be the exact opposite. Little did we know that it’s actually possible for your next child to be TRIPLE the personality of your first child. {Lord help us with this next one.}

From the moment his feet hit the ground, he is all over the place. No exaggeration. He is EVERY.STINKING.WHERE. He climbs on the chairs and if the chair is close enough to the table, he’ll climb on the table. He climbs on the back of the couch and falls behind it. He climbs on the end tables, inside the dvd drawer in the entertainment center. He launches himself off beds, chairs, stairs, bathtubs, whatever his feet happen to be touching. He refuses to sit still when we’re eating lunch at the top of a small hill and then trips over his feet and rolls three times before stopping against a rock. (Please see photo below for the after roll dirty all over the body hilarity. Surprisingly no tears were shed for this one.)

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I text Zach pictures like these multiple times a week. (The fact this first one is so blurry confirms that I’m actually a good mom because I snapped the photo while I ran to his aid. I have no words for the rest except : very danger. much unsafe. IKNOW.)

Emery Lewis

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Any of these situations could happen on a daily basis. He is an adventurer. For sure. Or careless. I’m not sure which one. A little of both, maybe? And then there are the times throughout the day where he just gives up on life. It’s normal to hear someone around here say, “Emery gave up on life again.” He’s not mad or upset or throwing a tantrum, he’s just … momentarily done for the day.

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Oh but do we want to talk about the tantrums for a minute?? Because we deal with those on an almost hourly basis right now. I tell people all the time that we should’ve named him Shakespeare because OHTHEDRAMA. I mean. You take that remote control away from him, he will scream and stomp (not walk) to an area of carpet where it’s safe to fall and he will throw is hands in the air and face plant onto the floor. If he feels like he didn’t really get his point across the first time, he’ll stand up and throw his hands up higher and fall down harder and scream louder. It’s hilarious. I laugh and walk away, but I really need to get it on video one day. This kid, though. ACTOR.

IMG_4264But for every ugly, scary, annoying, toddler moment we get to have with this kid, he gives us a dozen laughs. He has so much personality and a wicked sense of humor. I never thought it’d be possible for someone who can’t talk to have comedic timing, but this kid has it. He’s expressive and he’s an instigator and he knows how to ruffle feathers and he finds it hilarious. His attitude is redonk most days, but it goes hand in hand with his charm, so I’ll happily take the good with the bad.

Because this is how he goes in for a kiss :

kiss faceAnd even his fake “give me sympathy cause I’m grumpy” faces melt my stone cold heart.

He is not the kid we’d thought he’d be. He isn’t easy or laid back and he wakes up WAY too early for our likings, but he’s perfect. I can’t believe we were ever a family without him.

Little punk.

More posts on Emery :

When Your Baby is Not What You Expected

When Things Change — A Formula Story

You are One


Crochet Me Crazy – Fall Crochet Projects

Have I ever talked about my love for all things crochet? No, I don’t think I have, but I’m pretty obsessed. I taught myself the whole thing when Jonah was a newborn. I still have a lot to learn, but it’s my favorite non computer or writing related hobby. I’ll turn on a show, sit back with my hook and my yarn and probably a cup of Earl Grey (I’m so fetch, I know.) and I’ll mindlessly crochet my heart away. It’s so relaxing. Most of the time. Sometimes I get frustrated and throw my hook across the room.

Follow my crochet board on pinterest if you’re interested in all the yarn type things that I lust over on the daily. Right now, I’m working on a blanket for Emery and I used this random stripe generator thing to figure out my pattern, but so far I’m not crazy about how it looks. I’ll wait till it’s finished to show you, but here are the colors I’m working with :

Crochet Me CrazyAnd once this blanket is finished, I have a whole list of things I’m wanting to complete before Christmas because everyone loves something hand crafted, right? Here are a few fall crochet projects for you to drool over. YOU’RE WELCOME.

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These two patterns are from the same shop and oh deer, so adorable. See what I did there? PUN.

From : Littledoolally

baby blanketTHIS BLANKET. The pattern is only $10 and I’m seriously considering picking out some gender neutral colors and making this my big project for the new baby. It would definitely stretch my crochet skills a bit and I’d probably end up unraveling and crying and cursing the sky a few times, but I think it’d be worth it. It’s just so pretty!

From : CreJJtion

knotted headbandsThese knotted headbands might find themselves in a few Christmas packages I’ll be sending to a few friends this year.

From : All About Ami

crochetbootcuffsAnd finally — THESE BOOT CUFFS. First, I need to get some new boots. And then — these will happen.

From : A Town Girl’s Life

Are you inspired?? Ready to get hooking? Link me to other projects, show me yours, tag me on instagram, facebook, whatever. I want to see!

Fall Crochet Projects || When at Home

Things That are Coming Up.

Happy Monday, my friends!! I’m stoked to grab this week with both hands and show it who’s boss. Mondays are always annoying for me because I just really like having Zach around and the weekend goes by too fast and almost always, without fail, I’ll beg him to call in sick and stay home with us. He never does. We have such a loveless marriage. So my friend Christie, who writes at Letters from the Nest, started this thing called Taking Back Monday. Basically all you do is just decide to do something fun and non to do list oriented to start your week off right. We’ve turned this brilliant idea into a challenge in Thrive Intentionally and I love browsing through the hashtag on instagram to see what everyone’s up to. So if you decide to take back Monday, hashtag it up! Join Thrive Intentionally, get some TBM inspiration, and then hop on to instagram to show us what you’re up to. Use these hashtags so we can easily find you : #takingbackmonday #thriveintentionally.

In other news, I have FOUR blogging classes with tickets on sale right. now. I had so much fun teaching Blogging 101 last week and I can’t wait to get at it again. Here’s a little info on each of the classes so you can figure out which one will benefit you the most. Tickets are only $20 and I sold out completely last time, and fully expect to sell out again, so don’t wait too long to buy! All the classes are live, casual, interactive, and you are absolutely welcome to ask questions and give input at anytime throughout the chat.

Blogging 101 (1)

|| Blogging 101 : Build & Launch a Successful Blog || Are you thinking about starting a blog, but aren’t really sure where to start? During this 90 minute class, we’ll discuss setting realistic goals, deciding on a blog platform, using social media to find your audience, blog design, and finding a blogging community.

Class time : Saturday, November 1st, 3PM EST // Tickets on sale here.

Blogging 101 (2)

|| Blogging 102 : Finding Your Voice & Building Your Audience || So you have a blog and a following, but you really want to focus on developing your content and growing your audience. During this 90 minute class we’ll talk about creating quality content, finding your voice, growing your audience, and building your community.

Class time : Saturday, November 8th, 3PM EST // Tickets on sale here.

Blogging 101 (3)


|| Blogging 103 : Monetizing Your Blog ||  You have a following, you have great content, now it’s time to start monetizing this thing. During this 90 minute class, we’ll talk about ad networks, affiliate marketing, sponsored posts, working with brands, reviews, giveaways, and all things making money.

Class time : Friday, November 14th 9PM EST // Tickets on sale here.
Saturday, November 15th 3PM EST // Tickets on sale here.

And now I need your brains! 

I want to add a whole calendar’s worth of classes of the non blogging sort. I’d love to hear your ideas on what you’d like to see. I have a few ideas, but I’d like to hear yours first, if you have any! So lay them on me.

In other news, I’m putting together a pretty sweet giveaway this week with a little something from hello apparel. Can we talk about this shirt for a minute?

If you’re not following me on instagram yet, just go ahead and do it because it’s is going to play a pretty sweet role in this giveaway, so keep your eyes peeled, homies.

NOW. Go take back Monday and get this week rolling.

What Am I Missing?

These types of posts are always hard for me to write. I stare at the screen, watch the cursor blink for a few seconds and I wonder if I really want to start typing. For me, writing things out makes them real, makes them tangible, makes them permanent. Once I write it, I can’t go back. It’s just there. But that’s where I am. I’m at this point where I have to look at myself, my life, and my relationships and ask, “What am I missing?” And the answer is a lot. 

What Am I Missing? || When your goals become distractions from what really matters.

I am a hardworking and driven escapist. I see what I want, I go after what I want, and everything else is just something I need to get through to achieve my ultimate goal. But when things get hard and don’t go as planned, I escape. I’ve always been that way. When I was younger, I escaped to my books or my journals or my riveting imagination. Now that I’m older, when things get hard I escape to my phone. Unquestionably. It is my escape through and through. And when I’m finished distracting myself from confronting and dealing with whatever’s going on, I jump back in to working towards achieving my goal, whatever it might be that day.

Motherhood is one of those things I tend to look at as something I need to just get through. The days get harder when my priorities are out of whack and for a long time now, they have been. I want to write, I want to provide for my family, I want to be a speaker, an author. I want to inspire women and help them be better wives, better mothers, better friends. I want to be a person in the world and make a difference, I want to make the love of Christ tangible and the truth of His word practical, and I want to get out of debt so stinking bad. Those are my goals and my children distract from them. My marriage distracts from them. My laundry, my dishes, my floors, my bathroom, they all distract me from my goals.

Last night, I was taking a much deserved bath after a long day of cleaning, shampooing carpets and parenting. Emery was already in bed for the night, Jonah was watching Curious George Boofest, Zach was at a weekly Dale Carnegie course that he has to attend for work, and the house was quiet so I seized my opportunity. I filled the bath up with hot water and bubbles and tea tree oil, grabbed a book and … ahhhhhh. So nice. It lasted about 10 minutes and then Jonah was right next to me. Pooping. Aw yea. Just what my peaceful bath needed, right? I put my book down and was getting ready to hop out of the bath when Jonah flushed the toilet and sat down next the tub with a bag of marshmallows that appeared out of nowhere. He said, “So. Did you have a good day, mom?”

And then we talked. About nothing and about everything and we ate marshmallows while I got all pruny and it was so sweet. My typical night time routine is to let him play quietly with his toys while I clean up, do some writing, or something else that doesn’t involve directly interacting with him. But last night, that bag of marshmallows shifted everything into perspective. HE is my goal, my life, my biggest calling. Why do I so often let my selfish desires cloud up this incredible gift of motherhood?

And so we read books. I told him we’d read three, but I think we’d read 6 or 7 before we called it a night. While reading the last book, we were snuggled up so close that he felt the baby kick his elbow. He looked up at me and said, “What was that??” When I told him it was the baby in my belly, he started giggling uncontrollably and put his hand under my shirt and we waited for the baby to kick again. And then again. And then again. And every time, Jonah would lose himself in a fit of giggles. “Is she saying hi, mom?” (he’s convinced the baby is a girl) “Is she saying, ‘hey big brother!’?” As he was giggling and we were trying to finish the story I thought to myself, “Is this what I’m missing? Is this what I’m saying no to when I say yes to my distractions?”

What are your yes’s costing you? Have you stepped out of yourself long enough to even know the answer to that question? I know I hadn’t. In a long time. Maybe the pursuit of your “calling” is leaving the ones you love in the dust. Maybe your dreamlining and to-do lists are ruining your social life, and you don’t even know it yet. Maybe you’ve let yourself go, stopped taking care of yourself, forgotten completely who you were before you filled up your time with … what? I don’t know. For me it’s my pursuit of my dreams, but for you it might be something totally different. Maybe being a mom is just a lot harder than you thought it would be, so you escape. You just get through it. Maybe your frustration with the lack of change in your ministry is causing you to retreat and give up and self medicate instead of pressing through and being the change. Whatever your story, step away, look at your situation and ask yourself, “What am I missing?”

As I was walking Jonah to his bed last night, he asked me if I wanted to lay with him for a few minutes. That’s a habit we broke a while ago because he was starting to become dependent on us to fall asleep. But every now and then, Zach will cave (he’s a sucker for a snuggle) and lay with Jonah until he falls asleep. I don’t do that. I have things to do at night. But last night, I said yes and we both crawled into his little toddler bed and snuggled up underneath his “brown blanket” (his lovey, if you will). We prayed for his cousin Charlie who’s getting his tonsils out in a few days. We prayed that God would help us find a new house and that Jesus would make us strong and brave. And then Jonah told me that if the foot clan came, he would fight them off and protect me and Emery and the new baby because he’s a big strong brother. And then he dozed off with is face as close to mine as he could possibly get it (something that would usually annoy the hec out of me) and he blinked his little eyelashes on my forehead and I shed a little tear and whispered, “I’m sorry.”

This. This is what I’m missing. This is what I’m too busy for. This is what I’ve been distracting myself from. How did I get so far of course? I still have my dreams and the things that I feel I’m called and equipped to do, but the second those things start messing up my ultimate calling, they’re just things. They’re not important anymore. They pale in comparison. My marriage and my motherhood are my ultimate callings and I don’t want to mess them up. It’d be so easy to.

So, mamas, friends, fellow dreamers, escapists, entrepreneurs, and talented creatives, I challenge you to put on your perspective glasses and see what comes into focus.

What are you missing friends? Go get it.


And hey — having a tribe of like minded people is good for the soul and essential to keeping your dreams in focus and your priorities in the right order. Bloggers and creatives, you’ll love the #fireworkpeople community. I don’t really know how to describe it, except that it’s a group of several hundred women who are grabbing their dreams, making them happen, and giving each other incredible encouragement along the way. Just jump in. You won’t regret. (To all my #fireworkpeople stopping by today–hi i love you.) And anyone and everyone — you’ll love my Thrive Intentionally group. We keep each other accountable, encourage and challenge each other, and I’ve never seen a second of negativity in there. It’s a beautiful community of moms, a few dads, bloggers, business owners, single men & women (maybe I should start a thrive dating service?), and just a whole lot of people who are living and happening to life. We’d love to have you.