Artifact Motherhood | Season of Motherhood


My favorite spot in the house right now.  It doesn't look like much; the chair is weathered and stained, but it's the corner in our home where I find slices of daily joy as I rock and nurse my last baby.  I'm taking it all in: Ezra's tiny toes, his chunky thighs and wrist rolls, and the sound of his sighs as he drifts off to sleep in my arms.  There's nothing else on earth quite like those quiet ordinary moments spent in this very chair.  Nursing is connection and comfort, for both of us!


This is Artifact Motherhood; a collaboration of artists from around the world who have come together to share our stories of the joys and struggles of our journey. Through our writings and visual records, we want to create memories that are more than photographs with dates written on the back. These are the artifacts we are leaving behind for our children and for generations to come.

This entry is a part of a series called "Seasons of Motherhood" and is meant to be one picture and one caption that represents our current journey/season of motherhood. 

Please VISIT THE NEXT ARTIST in our blog circle, Carla Monge, and continue through all the artists until you get back to me!

A Two Minute Snapshot of Ezra at 3 Months


Sometimes a photo cannot capture everything I love or that makes me happy.  The way Ezra always has his hands in his mouth, moves his little feet, and squeals are all just a fleeting phase.  On a whim last night, I switched my camera over to video.  I still have no idea what I'm doing and I stayed up way too late learning a new program and putting this together, but I'm sappy and proud of this little video.  Think of it as a minute long snapshot of my sweet baby boy.

A Mid-Summer Update


^^Hammock hangs in the backyard at bedtime.^^

What's been happening around here...


Overall, we're having fun and doing well!

As a mother, I feel like I'm beginning to get my feet back under me... just in time to start a strange school year. 😜 Adding a fourth child has been simply just that: adding one more -- except it's harder to feed myself actual meals, but that's just the new baby stage. The chaos isn't any worse than it was. And we'd still be dealing the same problems/meltdowns with or without a baby, so bring on the snuggles!

Back to Church... with Masks


Baby's first time to church!  And our first time to church in five months.  Yay!  Wearing masks, hand sanitizer, and closed off hallways and pews made church feel anything but normal... and hot.  But we bought three new pairs of boys' shoes for the occasion, so I guess we're committed!  These kids are growing like weeds!

Over the last few months I've really missed seeing my friends and ward family!  I've missed that weekly reminder to keep doing my best and plugging along in the gospel.  And I've really missed the music.  I feel the Spirit through music and its absence in my life has really been felt.  In fact, maybe it's the pregnancy hormones, but I find myself occasionally getting teary eyed at times while singing!  

There are a few particular things about church that I have NOT missed, however.  For instance, the hustle to get everyone dressed and ready and out the door (relatively) on time!  Lol.  The break from church attendance also highlighted just how overscheduled we were with church meetings and activities.  I hope we can learn from that relief as a church in general and take a step back from it all to concentrate on what's most important in the future. 

Two Months with Ezra


Someone pinch me. Sometimes I look at this sweet little squish and cannot believe he is here and he is real. I have a baby again! It is the sweetest feeling. Why must the first 365 days go so fast? I want to soak in every moment and every phase. At a whopping 14 pounds, Ezra is already no longer a newborn anymore and he is totally becoming one of the crew. His chunky little rolls make me so proud and happy. 

Portrait with My Baby


Living on cinnamon bears + dry shampoo + baby snuggles.

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