After 5 years of being a stay-at-home mom, I found the wonder of mothering slowly starting to get crowded out by the mundane feeling. I realized our world seems to surround people with the negative, and complaining about blessings seems totally acceptable. So I decided to fight against that "normalcy" and focus only on the positive. I look back to my first year as a mom when everything was new and keeping house was fun and I aim to have that attitude again. This blog is my outlet to showcase the daily miracles that surround me in my blessed life as a stay-at-home mom so that I will never forget the wonder of it all.

Monday, July 30, 2012


Oh friends, the nesting bug has hit....HARD! 

I don't want to clean my house.
I don't want to prepare food.
I don't want to tackle the fast growing mountain of laundry.
I don't want to bathe the kids.
I don't want to homeschool.

Its not that I don't want to do those things in a bad mom sort of way.  Of course I do them.  But my mind is preoccupied by the strange hormone released in the third trimester that tells your body to nest like the future of the planet depends on it.

I want to sew like crazy!
I want to organize!
I want to make things cute (hard to do when you don't want to clean).
I want to make way too many handmades for Felicity's 5th birthday that's just around the corner.....
and Kian's 3rd birthday which follows shortly after hers.
I want to make all my Christmas handmades before the baby is born!
I want to strip the diapers...
and sort baby clothes!
I want to finish sewing the baby diapers...
and the wipes...
and the quilts...
and the tiny outfits!!!!

Yes, nesting has hit me like a ton of bricks!!!  I ignored the urges for a few days.  I had too much to do.  I couldn't stop and nest.  But even then, those hormones that tell our bodies just what's important slipped into my subconscious and I'd find myself organizing my hand sewing basket, or making peg gnomes for Kian's birthday, late at night.  I just couldn't help it.  By Thursday, I fully gave in.  Zac was expected home that evening.  I called him and warned him of my hormonal shift and told him he may want to rent a movie to watch on his computer as he sat next to me while I cut wipes out of every scrap of flannel I could get my hands on.  I warned him there was laundry on the couch, and the children were grungy, and it would be nice if he could do school with them on Friday.  My sweet husband, he just laughed and asked me why I warn him and apologize.  And so, I gave in to the wonderful hormones God gives a woman who's arms will be full of newborn squishy goodness in just 11 short weeks. 

And I nested!


  1. Oh wow! What marvelous treasures you have created! I love those gnomes! Happy nesting!

  2. Awsome work!I especially love that little red ridinghood type fabric you used for one of the pants.

    Can totally relate to that nesting bug. A couple of months ago all I wanted to do was rearrange fuirniture everywhere! Plus craft like crazy for baby and Christmas. Somethings got done (Peter helped move furniture)and there are several gifts started and in a box just waiting.

    1. That little red riding hood fabric was my favorite old shirt. :) It had a stain up near the neck line that I couldn't get out. Because of a large pocket on the shirt front, not much could be made from it. But I JUST got those sweet baby pants out of it. I so wish I had enough for a matching hat. But glad to see the shirt given new life.