I posted this outfit on my instagram a couple days ago and didn’t realize it was sold out at Evereve! I did find another site that carried this cute floral top for those of you that were interested!!
Because being comfy and cozy is a priority to me (maybe a few of you too?) I have been living in this soft and cute sweater from Evereve. Rarely do I get ready, but when I have an occasion, this top is the perfect option.
Black and white is easy to pair with just about anything, but this is how I got my pop of color! Very versatile — easy to dress up or down.
Chat with you all soon!
Wrapping up 2018 was definitely bittersweet, to say the least. It will forever be one of the most memorable years of my life with the birth of my second daughter and moving to a new home, but it has also been one of the hardest years. Change can be a tough pill to swallow and I am very proud of how far my family has come in 2018. The transition from one to two kids can be very tough. I thankfully have the help of my husband, but when he is working and providing for our family, I am outnumbered to my two crazy girls! Finding a balance has been the toughest part of my year, on top of trying to get used to a new home. Comfort was something that I felt I lost this year. I was extremely emotional moving from the first house my husband and I bought. The house we bought thinking we would ‘start’ a family in, not necessarily live there and grow a family for 5 years. We built a family there, we built community and relationships with our neighbors and friends, we built a life and a loving home. Leaving that behind left me feeling sad and empty when we moved. Now don’t get me wrong, I absolutely LOVE our new house, but leaving that home felt like we were leaving behind a big piece of our family and our life. Luckily I have come to learn that leaving a home is just that- you leave the home. All of your memories come with you, they don’t live in the house. The memories of us bringing our girls home from the hospital to that house is a memory I will forever have in my heart. I will drive past that house when my girls are older and be able to show them where they began their lives and how many memories were created there. After living in our new home now for just over four months, it is finally becoming home and not just a house. We have created memories here; celebrated holidays, fought illness, laughed, loved, cried, hugged, smiled, danced, sung, played games, entertained, praised, snuggled, and lived. I am incredibly grateful for the people I get to call my family and friends who have helped us share these memories and helped make this house a home.
Two big life changes in 2018 made for an emotional year with a lot of ups and downs. I have thought long and hard to come up with a word for 2019 in addition to a couple of resolutions (which I think may not even really be a thing anymore). I couldn’t settle on just one word as I have lots I can work on and strive for in 2019 which is why my word(s) of the year are going to be: BALANCE and CAREFREE.
For those of you that know me, you know that these are great words for me. Balance is always tough to achieve when you have families, friends, kids, a hubby, all the while trying to also squeeze in some ‘you’ time. I am going to find a balance that works best for me this year and brings an abundance of happiness. I am going to surround myself with the people and things that bring me the most joy.
Carefree is also going to be a challenging word. Unfortunately, I am a very high-strung person who internalizes a lot and stresses even more. I am going to take leaps and bounds towards being more carefree this year and enjoy and live in the moment. Be present 🙂
I am excited to embark on a new year and journey with all of you!
Chat with you all soon!
Happy hump day all!
After getting back into a rhythm at the gym over the last month, I was asked a very honest question by my workout instructor. She had asked if my fitness journey was started by self-love or self-hate. Truly, this question didn’t even need pondering because I knew in my heart that I started out this fitness journey with self-hate. I wanted to lose my baby weight, get back in shape, lose love handles, tighten my tummy, get rid of dimples, etc. As I began thinking of all the reasons I was back at the gym I came to realize that I have a heck of a lot of self-hate. I need to give myself grace and be much kinder to myself and my body. My entire body transformed to grow a human over 9 months, I can’t expect it to go back to normal right away. I am a role model for both my girls and would never let them know of any self-consciousness or body image issues I have. What I always tell them is what I need to constantly remind myself- I workout to get strong and to be healthy.
After setting out on this fitness journey (it’s only been a month as I just got released to workout postpartum), I am now finding myself going to the gym for self-love. Am I one that is super hyped and always looking forward to my workouts? No. But the gym is the only “me time” I get in a day and I carve out those 60-90 minutes to get a good workout in, reset, sweat, get my heart rate up, breathe, and destress. This instructor also reminded me that if I don’t prioritize this time and make it mine, someone will fill it. I show up for my classes with excitement to give it my all, have fun, make new friends, sweat, gain strength, be better than yesterday, and hope that the transition I want to see in my body will eventually follow. For now I am just enjoying getting my strength back, getting my butt kicked by the motivating instructors, sweating out all of the negative emotions, exhaling my stress, and inhaling the goodness that the gym brings. Results will follow- but until then, I am going to love and take care of the body God gave me and enjoy my fitness journey.
Talk with you all soon!
Hi everyone! I hope you are all having a great week so far.
I have been doing a lot of reflecting recently since I just had our second little girl in March, turned 30 in April, and will be celebrating my second Mother’s Day this weekend. So… where to begin?
If you had asked me where I saw myself in 10 years when I was 20, it would most certainly not be where I am today. I have accomplished so much and am extremely proud of where I am at the age of 30. I got a lot of questions from friends and family on if I felt sad or weird turning 30 and the honest answer is no. As I look and reflect on my life, I realize that I am incredibly happy where I am at and turning 30 in my eyes is just turning another number. I have been given 2 amazing gifts with my girls who bring me more joy than I have ever experienced in my life, or could have prayed for. Seth, Brooklyn, Blair and Paisley (woof!) bring me so much happiness, love, and laughter that I can’t wait to see what our future holds. I think that my 30’s are going to be the best years of my life with the greatest memories that I will hang onto for a lifetime.
Okay, so enough about me and my birthday 🙂 Being a mother has been hands down the most difficult, amazing, wonderful, crazy, frustrating, exhausting, and best things of my life. I am so incredibly blessed to be able to be a stay-at-home mama and raise my two girls with my values and morals each and every day. Is it easy? Hell no- this is the hardest job I’ve ever had and I learn SO much every day. I feel as though I rarely know what I’m doing or if I’m doing the right thing, but I am always busting my butt to make sure my girls are happy and safe. I guess that is part of the fun of parenting- as long as you are doing your best, there really isn’t any way you can go wrong. All of us moms are constantly making mistakes, but as long as we put our best foot forward that is all we can do and it’s also how we learn 🙂 I had such an incredible childhood that I can only hope and pray that my girls have the same feelings as I did.
Mothers are incredibly strong people, and I don’t think you can fully understand to the extent until you are one. What an amazing day to celebrate all of these strong mamas and role models that I have surrounding me. My mom is my best friend, who I look up to, and she is constantly helping me down this crazy unpredictable path of motherhood with my own girls. I have learned so many lessons from my mom and wonder how in the world she raised me some days, haha. I call her A LOT with questions, concerns, to chat or vent, make plans, cry, laugh, and just about everything else that happens in my day. She has helped guide me to be a wonderful mother to my girls, and I am incredibly lucky to have her as my mom. I look up to my sister, who is a mother to 3 little boys and is also there for me for every question, panic situation, frustrating day, venting, a good laugh, and the list goes on.
My grandma is one of my best friends and raised my incredible mother, her two sisters and brother. She is the coolest, most fun, caring, hilarious, and awesome grandma you will ever meet. I talk to her at least once a week about the good, the bad, and the ugly of being a mom. She is always there when I need her and I feel fortunate that I got to spend last weekend with her at my cousins wedding.
My other grandmother passed away this week after battling Alzheimer’s for many years. She was a great example of what a good mother and wife is. I will never forget how much she and my grandpa loved to dance. They danced all around the cul-de-sac at my high school graduation party and continued long after the last guest left. They were so in love with each other and were honestly the real-life ‘Notebook’ couple. Although she isn’t here for Mother’s Day, she is in our hearts and I know she and my grandpa are in Heaven dancing and celebrating what a wonderful job she did raising her children. She made huge sacrifices for her kids and is another role model I have been so fortunate to have.
Last, but not least, my mother-in-law raised my amazing husband in addition to his two brothers. The stories I hear of these 3 boys growing up… I don’t know how she did it! She is always there for me, to lend a helping hand, or help me with any questions I have.
To all of you awesome and strong mothers out there… enjoy a weekend celebrating you, and all you do for your family! We work hard and deserve a day for us and acknowledgement of all the sacrifices, blood, sweat, and tears that we put in day in and day out (and nights) for our kiddos! Cheers mamas near and far!
Chat with you all soon!
Happy Friday Eve!!!! I can’t believe we have almost made it through another week 🙂
So I’m not exactly sure if my emotions are due to pregnancy hormones, or if they are legit, haha. Just the last couple weeks I have been SO emotional over the fact that Brooklyn is no longer going to be my only child! I am beyond excited to welcome another baby (VERY soon), but just have been holding on to these moments with just me and Brookie. To be completely honest, I can’t even talk about Brooklyn not being my only child without having a complete meltdown! Does it make me feel guilty at times? Yes, because I truly am so excited for number two, but just have these sad feelings to know I am sharing time and/or love, or feel like I’m taking that away from Brooklyn. After talking with other moms who have more than one kid, they reassured me that they had all these same feelings and its completely normal.
One thing that I have been reminded is that I’m not ‘sharing’ or taking away any of the love I have for Brooklyn, but I am growing more love for the new baby just as our family is continuing to grow. Any moms out there who are in this same situation, or anticipating being in this same situation soon… don’t forget that! Sometimes it is hard to see past our emotions, guilt, or thoughts, but it is important to know that just because an unknown situation makes you feel a certain way, doesn’t make you a bad person. We just need to remind ourselves of all of the positive aspects that will arise from the situation and not focus on the ones that make us sad or upset. Siblings were the best thing that ever happened to me, I couldn’t imagine my life without them. I just need to remember that I am giving Brooklyn one of the best gifts that my husband, Seth and I received from our parents 🙂 We are both the youngest of three kids, and we know the special bond that is created between siblings. Siblings are your forever friends, your best friends, always there for each another, and will always be the people who know you best and known you the longest.
I can’t wait to see Brooklyn become a big sister, and meet this tiny little bundle that I’ve been waiting for all these months. Stay tuned for if it’s a boy or girl 🙂
Chat with you all soon!
With Valentine’s day just around the corner, some of you may be looking for a fun Valentine idea/craft to do with your kiddos! Last year we made these cute, fun, and easy ‘bee’ valentines for our family. You only need 3 items to make these Valentine’s, and your kid is only needed for one quick step which is also a huge plus.
I only purchased black and yellow paint, card stock paper, and a pink and black sharpie. You start by dipping the bottom of your kids foot in yellow paint and stamping it on paper (you can get 2-3 stamps from each dip in paint) and keep in mind some turn out better than others as you can see below. I would recommend using less paint so you don’t get ones that turn out like the one on the left below.
Once the yellow paint dried I did a couple of stripes of black paint, then used a black sharpie for the face, wings, and antennas. I then drew a little pink heart and then used the black sharpie again to do the dotted line to show the buzzing of the bee! Once everything was fully dried, I added the Bee my Valentine and signature 🙂 Easy Peezy!
I hope you all have fun trying this fun little craft and end up with some cute Valentine’s for friends and family 🙂
Chat with you all soon!
Happy Friday!! I can’t believe we have almost made it to the weekend 🙂
Last week I posted on my Instagram of the ‘Favorite Things’ party I went to. I had some people ask about it, and if you are needing a last-minute idea for a ‘Galentine’s Day’ party, I would highly recommend it!
Here’s how it works- Each person attending the party brings 3 of the same item (their favorite thing). My group sets a budget to stick to to make sure it’s fair, and often times you may want to make a category (beauty, kitchen, etc.) if you are wanting everyone to receive something similar. You put each person attending the party’s name in a basket 3 times. Whoever starts will draw three names out of this basket and that is who will receive their gifts. They then hand their gifts out to those three gals to open together and you continue so on and so forth. By the end of the party, you will go home with three awesome new favorite things! We take pictures of each item and send out all the favorite things via email so if there was something you wanted to try but didn’t receive you can buy it.
Anyways, I brought the NuSkin Whitening toothpaste as I love how white it makes my teeth. I then came home with three fun, wonderful gifts!
I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!
Chat with you all soon!
Okay, so I’m hoping I’m not the only mom that has this and I have a feeling that I’m most certainly not. We wake up every day wondering what type of day we are going to have- are my kids going to wake up… happy? Sad? Cranky? Tired? Hyper? Hungry? Needy? Sick? Loving? It’s a crap shoot, you literally never know what mood you are going to be presented with. Some days I just don’t feel like there is enough time between when I put Brooklyn down and when she wakes up in the morning to start it all over again, but then I go in her room when she wakes up to morning snuggles and realize it’s a new day and a fresh slate 🙂
With this being said, mom guilt is a real thing. No matter the mood, I do my absolute best to make every day great for Brooklyn, despite being completely exhausted some days. I feel like the mom guilt has been layered on a bit thicker recently counting down the days I have left with Brooklyn being our only child. I want to make sure that I spend quality time with her, fill her days with laughter and fun, take her to museums, the zoo, music class, etc. Sometimes I can have the most perfect day with her and one mistake can turn it all around and make me feel like a horrible mother. Just right before Christmas I caught her from falling off the couch and splitting her head on the table and not but 3 minutes later she tripped on the dog bed and split her eyebrow open on the table. Mom fail. Slipping in the bath tub, losing patience and getting frustrated, saying a bad word, not knowing they are in pain from teeth coming in, the list goes on for reasons why I have mom guilt. I always reflect and think how I could have done things better, but in the moment I did what I thought was best for my daughter, and sometimes it’s not always what I would do after thinking of other ways to handle certain situations. I’m still learning and so is my daughter, and that’s just going to be how the rest of life goes.
I have come to the realization that no matter how hard I try I’m not going to be able to protect her from everything. I won’t always be there to catch her when she falls, but you better believe I am going to try my best. People will always ask me about her cuts and bruises that somehow magically appear, people will judge me when she is having a complete meltdown in the middle of King Soopers or screaming throughout the mall because she loves the sound of the echo, how I handle certain situations, or really when I do anything different than they would. At the end of the day we as moms are always doing the best we can. We love our kids more than anything, we want them to be the best they can be, we want to let them explore and figure out this thing we call life. In order for that to happen mistakes need to be made and you cannot always blame yourself and be so hard on yourself. I am very guilty of always being extremely hard on myself, but at the end of every day when we have bath time, story time, prayers, family hugs and smooches, and tuck her in that I have done my absolute best to be the best mom that I can be to Brooklyn. I put her needs ahead of me own, I teach her everything I can, take her to do fun things, love her, feed her meals and snacks, snuggle, read, laugh, dance, and just all things kids should be doing.
For all you moms out there, try to let go of mom guilt and know that you are a TERRIFIC mother. We are all doing our best and need to worry less about what others are doing or thinking. Comparing yourself to others or judging them for doing something different than you would isn’t going to get you anywhere. Keep your head up and mom on!
Chat with you all soon!
Oh my gosh, congratulations I did it! I have had my blog a year, and instead of being super proud of it- I literally only blogged for 6 months of it!! Oh man, I can’t even begin to tell you what a whirlwind year it was. As I had every excuse coming to mind about why I stopped blogging, I came to realize that there really is no excuse. I have come across many mommy bloggers who are WAY busier than I am that continue to blog every day even though they are responsible of taking care of multiple little humans! So, instead of boring you with a thousand reasons why I stopped blogging, I decided I am going to pick it back up and catch you up from where I left off. In June :).
I absolutely love being a stay-at-home mama, but I actually ended up taking on some work-from-home opportunities from my previous job. I am incredibly lucky that my company allows me to work remote and I am able to complete my work during nap time, before Brooklyn is awake in the morning, and after she goes to bed in the evenings. Her transitioning to one nap a day killed me in the sense of ever having a free minute to get literally anything done.
My family had an absolutely incredible summer where we were able to visit Newport Beach, CA for a week on the beach and a fun-filled day at Disneyland. Oh, and yes, Brooklyn is a bit spoiled and got to go to the beach, Disneyland, and Disney World all within her first year of life! We escaped to the mountains a few times, whether it be to Steamboat or Winter Park for weekend getaways, got to relax at the pool, go to the park, host BBQ’s, attend a few weddings, and just enjoy the nice, long, warm days.
After a couple of weeks of feeling completely hung over every day in July, I found out that we were pregnant with our second baby!! We are super excited to welcome baby Tamminga #2 this year :D. This pregnancy has been a lot easier in some ways and a lot harder in others. There are days that it kicks my butt, and then there are days I forget I’m even pregnant. I never truly realized how demanding and difficult it would be when I am responsible for another child and can’t rest when I need to. Shortly after finding out we were pregnant, we arrived at Brooklyn’s first birthday party.
For those of you who don’t have kids yet, believe people when they say that these days will FLY by! I feel like I blinked and Brooklyn was no longer my little baby but a little girl. It has been the most incredible experience to watch her learn and grow each and every day. I love being able to teach her all that she knows- how to be kind, how to love, how to laugh, have fun, crawl, walk, dance, sing, clap, and the list goes on. She absorbs everything that my husband and I say or do (which reminds us of how careful we need to be :)). We did a flamingo-themed birthday (Brooklyn’s request ;)) and had our family and closest friends there to celebrate her special day.
After her birthday in September, we hit the trifecta of holidays- Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. We had so many fun events planned for these that the months just went by faster than we could have imagined. I am very fortunate that both my family and my husbands family all live in Denver so we were able to spend time with both family’s for the holidays. Then New Years we dedicate as our little family time to come up for a breath and reflect on what a wonderful year we had before embarking on another crazy adventure come the new year.
Phew! Okay, I think I probably caught you all up on the main events of July 2017 to today. I need to apologize to all of my followers for not posting and being consistent throughout the year. I had several people asking me about my blog and every time I just shrugged and said I need to get back to it. Well, what better time than now? I hope you enjoyed catching up on my crazy life, and I look forward to sharing ideas and stories with you all throughout the year 🙂