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I do still run a blog, albeit a very neglected blog. I’m here! Hi! Late to link up with Kelly and the gang.

1 __ 1 Still doing projects and unpacking.

Anyone who has moved with children, God bless you, because MAN I am still slowly unpacking parts of the house. The parts I knew needed attention right away, like sound machines and bed sheets, and legos, and toothpaste? Yeah, those are all set. But the den and my workspace and those empty frames I’m hoarding? Not so much.

The construction is slowing down. No major projects but lots of putsy ones. Beautiful new bookshelves built-in, new light fixtures, caulking (and caulking and caulking), and painting. That kinda stuff. And a new fence. I love our contractor and his crew so we will miss their company when they actually flee away from us and our constant kid shrieks.

2 __ 2 Blessed is She

What’s new with Blessed is She, Nell? Oh, you know, just a new wall calendar, 2018 planner,  journaling Bible, Blessed Conversations, and our amazing Laura Kelly Fanucci’s Lent journal! I’ve hosted two sessions so far for Blessed Conversations. I love the format. I love the community that’s coming together to form a sisterhood with it. Basically, I love it.

I also got to flee myself with the babe to go to a leadership retreat with Jenna, Beth, and MaryRuth. We came out of the weekend refreshed, thanks in large part to amazing prayer time and advice from our spiritual adviser. He’s a holy and hilarious man. Perfect combo for God. The baby also had a wonderful time smacking everyone in the face and practicing her walking skills.

I’ll be running a workshop on dealing with spirit dryness on Tuesday, December 5th at 8central. Sign up for that here if you’re interested!

3 __ 3 Holiday gifts from my etsy shop!

I’m working on a few bib sets, pilot caps, and will open custom leggings on Monday at 9 central. BUT if you like early bird selections and pricing, sign up for ye ole newsieletter. It’s a shambles in my work space but I am loving slipping away for an hour or two to create again. It’s a gift for my sanity. Thank you for shopping small!

I also reopened three slots for custom linen dresses!

 

Whole Parenting Goods here!

4 __ 4 Making time for music

We signed up our 5.5 year old for violin lessons, even though I thought she’d play the cello, or piano for that matter as our new house came with a 100 year old one. But we love our oldest’s teacher so very much, and she could slide her in before his lesson, and after lots of hyping it up, she’s loving it. Albeit we’ve had one lesson. She’s well known to be the most fickle child alive.

I’m practicing my cello because someday I need to get beyond book 1 of Suzuki. Guys, it’s only been 10 years. A lil vid on my ‘gram of me trying to practice with baby around!

5 __ 5 Houston, we have a walker

She started at 10 months old and now I’m like, please, girl, you’re slaying it! She’s 11 months old now–HOW DID THAT HAPPEN–and happiest walking if she has something to grasp with her Gollum fingers. I think it gives her balance. She thinks it gives her swag. Either way, bonus points if it’s something she can drape over her neck like a phone charger or the cord to the sound machine.

6 __ 6 Thanksgiving is almost here

Do you have your menu planned? I’m hoofing to my sister’s across the street and bringing all the sides. I’m thinking Smitten Kitchen, Pinch of Yum, and Alton Brown will help me decide. Let’s be honest, you’re going to. Spill your fav sides!

7 __ 7 Sickness in the house

We have had a month of it. Strep. Two rounds of vomiting. Three colds? I don’t know that we’ve ever been this sick. Is it two kids in school, one of them part-time mostly outside? Is it the changed environment? Is it the ungodly amount of boxed mac & cheese we’ve been eating? Idk but that feeling of hot vomit down your shirt and puddled in your lap is one I could do without for a while. But then I read about friends of friends who said goodbye to their baby and think bring on all the vomit, God, but keep these kids alive. 

Okay, what’s new with you?

 

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I thought I would love this part of our three month camping at my sister’s beautiful house. I thought that packing 3/4 of our possessions in storage would give me that freedom we all long for. Forced minimalism while we are between houses! I’ll love it! The house will be clean because we have no toys! The shelves will look lovely and bare! I’ll change all my bad house keeping habits because otherwise we will have no clothing to wear as everyone only has so many outfits!

And yet we take ourselves with us, don’t we??

What almost killed me about living with substantially fewer possessions these past few months? I know you’re dying to know. Hardy-har-har.

It wasn’t the volume of our things that made my life chaotic. It’s the number of small children we have.

I thought if I had fewer things, if I had a better system, if I were more disciplined and organized, then I, too, could achieve the minimalist dream.

Guys, even her beautifully remodeled kitchen with white cabinets (my secret dream and not the color in our new house) got so dirty. I mean like what happened here? Who went digging for worms in the garden and then came and opened all the cupboards? Oh, my three year old did. And when six people, one in dipes, mind you, use one bathroom, there is a literal ring of dirt around the inside of the glorious soaking tub.

It’s not me. It’s them. And that is okay.

And the kids had too few toys. Not the loud clangy ones they’ve ignored for years. But the blocks that I forgot a crawling baby would want to gnaw on. The dress up silks my sister dyed for us. That one construction guy hat. I could have been more generous.

And our pots and pans sitch has been a little dire. I thought I would love having to wash the one small pot that makes oatmeal, rice, hot cocoa, and mac & cheese. But instead it means I can’t make two things that need a pot at once. And we all know how much I need my hot cocoa to survive.

This dream of having not too much, having order and cleanliness, being that instagram hashtag, it’s just not for this season of life. And while revering our earthly possessions borders on worship of the material, they aren’t intrinsically bad. It’s actually quite helpful to have enough washcloths when your baby spits, your tot poops, and your 7-going-on-17 needs a bath.

Before you divest yourself of all or most of your possessions (and I’m not saying don’t recycle the one-line-color-this-is-my-art-paper-no-i-wont-add-more-its-finished), think about how does this or that or the other serve my season of life goals?

Instead of the konmari method of whether it sparks joy, ask, do we actually use this?

In a little over a week, most of our projects will be done at the new house and we will wipe it all down, plop our furniture in, unpack the legos (probably the most yearned for toy in storage) and I’ll exhale surrounded by probably too much stuff that’s just enough for us.

I can never really tell my sister enough how much we appreciate her. How her opening her home at this fragile time for us meant our kids didn’t sob every night about their old house. How they loved camping at hers and making it their own (small piles of trash in the yard and coloring on the dressers). How her generous heart never complained a wink at the wet diapers on the hardwood floors and garden plants that wilted from lack of water and attention. She’s a true gem and I can’t wait to clean her beautiful house and restore it to its proper glory under her careful eye!!

Anytime she misses the chaos, she can come across the street and six houses down to get a real deja-vu dose of it. Because I can’t embrace the minimalism I tried out these few months again until another season of life!

I also am sewing like a madwoman because I’m mad, apparently! I have three slots left for my custom size and color linen girl dresses but it closes up on Friday evening. If you’re interested, hop on over to my shop and take a look.

 

They say to give a busy person more to do because it will get done. Am I living walking breathing snorting proof of that right now? Maybe?

We are doing some moderate home renovations on the new house. We are camping with my sister still (who is totally a saint, mind you!!!). We survived the marathon! AA was in the top 50! I’m so proud of him and all his hard work. We had a wonderful #bistreamretreat at the Lodge this past weekend and I’m still soaking up the wonderful moments I got to experience with the team I work with! And just because I like to be busy (?), I’m also offering a new linen dress line.

These babies take a long time to make so at 2pm on Friday, I’m opening up 10 spots available in five colors and seven sizes. When they’re gone, they’re gone! I don’t think I’ll do another round before the holidays, but we’ll see how long these ones take. There will be one listing on my etsy shoppe page with ten quantities. Pick your color, size, and number and check out through etsy (accepts paypal and credit card).

The colors are:

G R A S S

S K Y

S U N

O A T S

F L O W E R

Because I’m all outta wordsmithing!

The sizes are 6-12, 12-18, 18-24, 2T, 3T, 4T.

Watch the shop at 2pm central or see a reminder in my instagram feed! Thanks for the love & support, friends!

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