Posts by Jen
Oh Portland, why are you so cold and rainy?
Portland is cold and rainy and cold and rainy and cold and rainy. It is a different kind of cold than California. I think it is mostly different because first of all, it isn’t so wet. Secondly, you know the cold won’t last long in California. It is different than Paris because in Paris you just get super bundled up and deal. Here, you get sort of bundled because you will be in your car with the heat blasting, but when you go outside you have to deal with the fact that you really aren’t dressed for the weather. You would think that I would have this figured out since I lived here for 18 years of my life. I don’t though. I remember wearing scandalous tank tops to dance clubs in the middle of winter when I lived here ten years ago. I have come a long way from…
Read MoreLet’s talk about babies and underwear.
Why do babies like to put underwear around their heads? Maisie stacked them all up around her neck the other day and crawled around as though she was the prettiest little princess there ever could be. When I told my friend Katie about it, she happily exclaimed that Julia had done the same thing earlier that day. I retold the story today to my friend Margie and she let me know that her girls did the same thing. I remember pictures of my niece, when she was about three years old, wearing my sister’s thongs. Interesting. I guess us women start at an early age with our love for pretty undies. Well, except for that Maisie decided to wear my big, cozy undies that I sometimes sleep in. Sorry, but the pretty ones are reserved for daytime use. Shouldn’t it be the other way around? TMI…I know….I know. Justin actually…
Read MoreSome ramblings from my heart
I just want to be settled somewhere. We have been “on the road” since the end of August. We have been living out of a suitcase for that long, over three and a half months. I feel very unsettled. We don’t know what our future looks like and it is a bit unnerving. All we know is that we will be in Portland for a year. After that? We have no clue. We are waiting to hear from God. Waiting for some BIG sign or answer. Waiting for peace. Waiting for unity. Waiting. Lots of waiting. Reminds me of when I was waiting for Maisie, but she took her sweet time. Two weeks late is REALLY late for a huge pregnant woman! I feel like things are taking their sweet time right now. Justin and I have different feelings about the future, but I have complete faith that we will…
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Justin wrote the sweetest post about our first year with Maisie. Read about it HERE!
Read MoreRock Star Birthday!!!
It is Maisie’s birthday today and I can’t believe how “woman” I can be sometimes. I got emotional at her party yesterday when we sang her Happy Birthday. Then sitting in Starbucks today, listening to sad music, I started to get teary again. I just can’t believe how amazing this last year has been. It has flown by! I am so thankful for my little Maisie! So her party…. We had a great time! It was “Rock Star” themed as you can see in the above invitation! It really should have been punk rock, but whatever. Sort of the same, right? We had a few friends over. The kids made fruit loop necklaces (all my mom’s idea there) and we just sort of hung out. It was so fun to be with friends! Maisie had a blast! The only stinky thing was that she was sick. She was pretty chill…
Read MoreLoud Baby in a Mini Van
I felt very much like a typical mom today. You know the ones you see on television that are driving in their mini van and freaking out at the kids for being loud and obnoxious? That was me today. Justin wanted to make a “quick” trip to some electronic store to see about a dead battery in his computer. Let’s just say that there is no such thing as a quick trip for Justin to any electronic store. So I waited and waited and waited and waited for what seemed like an eternity. Maisie was screaming her head off. Not necessarily crying, but screaming as if someone was torturing her. It was not pleasant to the ears. By the time Justin came out, I felt like doing something horrible to him. Maybe screaming loudly in his ear or punching him really hard, just to get some aggression out from waiting…
Read MoreLeg Warmer Obsession (Yes, It’s True)
A couple of my friends have little girls around Maisie’s age and they have the cutest little teeny tiny leg warmers. For some reason, seeing these little leg warmers excited something inside me to the point where I just felt like I had to have them for Maisie! I wonder if my love of leg warmers began as a child when my mom would get me all dressed up in my leotard and leg warmers for my junior jazzercise class. All I knew is that I had to have them for Maisie. I literally could not stop thinking of them and it only got worse after we actually did drive to the place to buy Maisie her own little precious pair of leg warmers. I was convinced she needed them and then as soon as she had her own pair, I couldn’t stop thinking of how she needed more colors. …
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