Motherhood

The Longest Move

Want to know what we’ve been up to for the past, oh, I don’t know, 15-thousand hours? Packing. Okay, maybe it’s technically not been that long, but it sure does feel like that.

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Big Boys, Big Teeth

When I launched The Style Project on the blog at the beginning of the year, the goal was to force myself to curate a practical and stylish closet, which I very much did not have after spending approximately six years making and taking care of babies. This is not an exaggeration. There were pools of vomit. It was messy.

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Can You Hear Me Now?

There are many experiences from my childhood I would love to revisit. To wit: Long, lazy afternoons fishing on the lake with my grandfather. The feel of smoothing down a bluegill’s fins as I unhook him and toss him back with a splash into the crystal water.

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Ring the Alarm

If there were someone out there looking for the next Big Idea, I’m going to lay it out for you right here—an alarm clock where the music and/or beep is replaced with a baby’s screams.

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To the Magical Women

We start movements. We start baths. We get our minds so set on something that it would take an act of God to vaporize our passion. (You tell us we’re stubborn; we say it’s strong.)

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