love. life.

"Good moms have sticky floors, dirty ovens, and happy kids."

**Seriously, Isn't that the truth?! I am not jealous one bit of the the houses that are spotless, no carpet stains, no marker on the wall, no spilled juice in the fridge, no legos to step on in the middle of the night. Sure, my kitchen could be mopped every day, my toilet scrubbed, the walls washed down, the rugs vacuumed, but I would rather spend the quality time with Lilly playing barbies, finger painting, or playing make up. I am not saying that I live in a pig sty, My apartment, is never disgusting, or even dirty.. but yes, It gets messy and I HATE when people make comments about the dishes in the sink, or the toys laying out on the deck. I would rather have legos all over my living room floor and my daughter laughing then lilly in her crib reading a book alone while I vacuum. So, next time you want to say something about the 5 dishes in the sink, the paint on the counter, and the barbies in the hallway.. just remember that when you have your own children... what is more important a spotless house a happy giggling child? **

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat
But always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
-Le Ann Womack 

This song, ohhh this song, gets me every time. Lilly and I listen to it EVERY morning. We get up, go to my bed, cuddle and listen to this.. then its time to get up and get ready for our busy day. but in those 4 minutes that she is in my arms and I am listening to this, everything stops. I want her to have every opportunity in the world, and I want her to be loved and love, and dance every time the music is on and love life so much... ahhh...dreams.


Just on a "mom" kick because she is going to be 2 soon, and I miss my little 9 pound baby that curled up on half my chest and slept... <3