A Personal Style + Wellness Blog
I’ve just returned to London from 4 weeks at my parent’s in Germany. And while I loved being away, lounging about, and spending quality time with my family… I really love being home again. Despite having to face work, unpacking, post vacay bank balances, unpacking, and other adult responsibilities {did I mention unpacking?}. I love
Grace. The exercise of love, kindness, mercy, and favor. If you take anything from this post, let it be the very first words you read. Grace. Grace for your baby. Grace for your partner. Grace for your family. But most importantly – grace for yourself. The 4th trimester can be a really trying time.
Happy 2018 lovely people! I hope your new year has been filled with lots of joy and laughter so far. I’m still in Germany with my folks, which has been great. Mason has been able to get a full dose of his grandparents in action. Which in turn has given me some moments to myself
Can you believe we’re about to close out 2017? I thought moving to London would be the pinnacle of excitement for a few years, but 2017 totally proved me wrong. I’d like to pretend that I’m someone who practices reflection and gratitude throughout the year, but nay – I wait and cram it all in
Sometimes being a woman today is hard. Actually scratch that – most days being a woman is hard. 😅 It has been for centuries. And while we have made leaps and bounds, we still find ourselves fighting for things that should be the norm {I’m looking at you GOP health care reform….}. It should go without
It’s here you guys! We did it. We’ve officially lived in London for a year. It’s hard to believe, it still hasn’t fully sunk in, I swear I only just got here. But it’s true – Facebook even reminded me on the day we took our one-way flight across the pond. We’ve lived in London
Happy Belated Mother’s Day to all the mothers, grandmothers, mothers-in-law, surrogate mothers, adoptive mothers, and soon-to-be mothers. It surprises me that I now fall into that last category. Soon-to-be mom. Or mum as they say here in our neck of the woods. The thought is still very surreal to me. Someone is going to be