My Thoughts On Adjusting to Life with Two Babies

The other day I was staring at Winter wondering how in the world I was ever going to love another a child as much as her? I know, I know, everyone says that your heart expands with each child and that I can absolutely love more than one, but for that moment, it just seemed unfathomable.

Because it took a bit to get pregnant (9 months), I have been so focused on staying grateful for this pregnancy. Most days I am overwhelmed with gratitude, but I would be lying if I said that it was all happy thoughts.

Valentine's Day Letter to My Love

Perry,

Winter keeps saying that you hung the moon (referring to the actual moon mirror that you hung in our living room). But even though she isn't talking figuratively when she says this, I couldn't think of a better way than to open this letter than to say, babe, in our life, you most definitely hung the moon.

MarriageTerra LaRockFebruary 14, 2018love and marriage, love letter, mom blogger Comments

Trying for Baby 2: Reframing the Waiting Game

Another month passes, and as I get closer and closer to the nine-month mark of trying for baby #2, I can't help but imagine what it would be like to be almost due and nearly 40 weeks pregnant. We have now been trying as long as it would have taken to carry a baby to term.

I spend so many moments imagining my sweet Winter no longer being my only child and at the same time, being fully present. I fear if I spend too much time daydreaming about the future that may or may not be, I am inadvertently wishing her to grow up a little quicker than fate intends, and God knows that I don't want to do that.

Mantras + Mom Jeans

This weekend turned out to be a downward spiraling mess. If you saw my Instagram stories yesterday, then you know that I have 7 campaigns to shoot THIS weekend. We couldn't shoot in the house yesterday like I had planned because it was snowing and there was absolutely no natural light (meaning that it was too dark to get quality photos). Due to bad lighting, we tried to change the game plan and head to a local Christmas Tree nursery. The first place we went to was the furthest thing from a Christmas tree lot. It was more like a big dirt pile with planted fruit trees without leaves. Once we determined that it was not going to work to shoot there, our choices were to either turn around and go back home and say forget it or try to get to another place. The next spot that we knew about was another 30 minutes away. We had already been in the car for 20 minutes and my gut told me that it was going to be too far for Winter and that she would get carsick. But, I also knew that the deadlines were piling up and that we had to at least try to knock some stuff off our list.

Fashion, MindfulnessTerra LaRockDecember 5, 2017mom jeans, mom blogger, mantras for momsComment