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“a single photo (in this case two- I couldn’t help myself) – no words- capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.”  – {this moment} is a ritual adopted by Soulemama. If you like to share your own moment, please link below in my comment section!

Happy Friday Friends!

A Little Tree

We’ll be in Boston this year for Christmas, spending the holidays with Jeff’s family. So we decided to go small this year with the Christmas tree.

We went to our local Christmas tree lot and very quickly found the perfect little tree. Ellie seemed to enjoy the outing. She was checking everything out and smiling at passersby.

Earlier that day we went to visit Santa for the first time with Gramma and Grandpa. It was a successful first Santa visit except for Santa scolded me for not keeping socks on the baby. I reminded him it was 75 degrees out and we live in California. And anyway, later on, no socks lent itself to getting to feel the prickly Christmas tree branches on bare feet. An experience no baby should miss.

We took our little tree and our sockless babe home and I got to bring out and reminisce with the ornaments Jeff and I had collected before baby was born. I strung the tree up with lights while The Carpenters Holiday Portrait played in the background and baby Ellie got her first homemade tree lighting.


Our little tree and our little babe… perfect. If I do say so myself.





I think I’m Gonna Like It Here

I have a new appreciation for California. The beauty that surrounds me here in this part of Southern California is so much more appealing than my previous surroundings. I wake up with a lovely view, the early morning glow shining in on me.



This little town has a quaintness about it. There is an east coast feel with the chill in the air but you know its on the west coast by the smell of the ocean so close and those palm trees always close by. Our daily walks with the dogs and baby have lent itself to lovely sunrises and sunsets. Last night’s sunset was pink hued with oranges and baby blues swirled about. My camera and photography skill did not do it justice, but the pictures still remind me of the way I’m feeling in this town and the way I’m feeling about this stage in my life… happy, excited and hopeful for what lies ahead…

A First Thanksgiving

This was a first Thanksgiving of sorts. It was Eloise’s first Thanksgiving, our first Thanksgiving in our new town and our first time hosting Thanksgiving. I think for this Thanksgiving of firsts, it turned out rather lovely.

Just my husband, baby, parents and siblings joined us this year and it was perfect. Jeff and I cooked. I used Martha Stewart and Sweet Amandine as my guides and created a Thanksgiving map to get us through. It worked like a charm.


I made a sweet potato pie from Martha’s recipe and Jeff was up the night before till midnight baking away his beautiful apple and pumpkin pie all from scratch and all sourced from our local farmers market.


My mom made the beautiful runner that really gave the table a festive glow. Plus lent itself to a great back drop for pie pictures. Thank you Mom! The day was a wonderful one, with good food, good company and a wonderful and chilly beach walk to end the evening.




Hope you had a lovely Thanksgiving as well!

I’m so in love…

People tell you, you will never know true love until you stare into the eyes of your baby. Or course I always believed I would fall in love with my baby the moment she was born and I truly feel like I did, but no one quite explains that you keep falling in love more and more every day.

I just can’t believe how much I love this little baby girl. I love holding her in my arms and watching her explore this fascinating world around her, I love singing to her and watching her light up when I sing a particular song she likes (right now it’s the theme song from Hook and One Less Bell to Answer).

I love how she’s wanting to hold my hand when I sit with her in the back of the car and falls asleep still grasping it. I love nursing her and seeing her tired eyes flutter open and closed while she rests her hand on my breast. I love when she pulls off and smiles a great big smile at me and then goes right back to nursing again.

I love reading to her and thinking about all the books I will someday get to read to her, all the stories and novels I have been wanting to read aloud like the Madeline L’Engle books and Pippi Longstocking and Where The Red Fern Grows.

I love that she’s starting to want me now. She’ll hear my voice and turn toward me giving me the look to pick her up or take her from Daddy. I love that she needs me next to her to fall asleep at night.

I love dreaming up what she may be like as a toddler, a teenager, an adult. I love watching her grow so quickly already. She’s no longer just falling asleep on my chest, she actually has to be put down for naps now. She’s starting to roll over a bit and is paying more attention to toys now.

She is my darling little girl and my heart swells with joy each morning when I get to see that smiling face. It’s an incredible feeling of over powering love that just seems to get stronger and stronger each day I spend with her. Yes, I am anxious all the time with this new role of mother and sometimes there are incredibly tough days with little sleep and lots of tears (by baby and mama), but I have also found that I’m singing more and smiling more and laughing more. And the love that I feel for this baby girl is so intense and strong. It is nothing I have ever felt before. Life is good. I’m in love.







{this moment}

“A single photo- no words- capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.”


This moment is a ritual adopted from Soulemama. If you would like to share your own, please link in the comment section below!

Happy Weekending!