We Finally Staged and Listed Our Small House!

Earlier this fall, Kirk and I agreed that we would list the house by our daughter's birthday and then celebrate by heading to Madison, Wisconsin for the weekend. We somehow pulled it off (which made me an even bigger believer in the power of our thoughts and intentions) and the house got listed TODAY. Whoop whoop!

I'm not going to share the actual listing, but I thought I would share some of the photos that my dear photographer friend, Jillian Pancini, took of the house. She's basically a rockstar and if you live in Chicagoland or Michiana, you should totally hit her up for some photos.

So just a word about these photos. The little brick house is very staged. We removed lots of toys, furniture, and anything personal, so keep that in mind. This is not how we actually lived in the space. I'll write a post soon about all of the things we've decluttered in anticipation of hitting the road, so subscribe and keep an eye out for that post! And if you want to see how it looked when we first bought it, head here.

Without further ado, our 675 sq. foot house in all its glory:






Hope you enjoyed our tour of our little house! It's been a great run over the (nearly) two years of ownership, and we filled those walls to the brim with memories. Time to move on to our next adventure!


A Love Note to New Parents


written by: Kate **

If you're a new parent, you may be wondering if this is it. These bleary-eyed, sleepless nights that roll into days in which you're not sure what you did, but you were BUSY. You love your little person something fierce, but how is it possible that something so TINY could need so much of you?

You may have had a fulfilling job before and a life that made sense. Or maybe you didn't have a job you cared for, but you did things that matter, spent time with other adults, and smelled better than you do now. Now your days are filled with endless rounds of feeding, burping, baby cry-managing, and what you wouldn't give for just 15 minutes to REST.

But this job that you're doing now, caring for and loving on this little human? It matters. It matters because raising another being is damn hard and infinitely important. You will screw up, you'll wonder if they'll need therapy as an adult, and you'll question yourself and how you got to this point. This is all normal. You may feel lost or sad or isolated. And while those feelings are normal, if you cannot get out of bed or feel numb, seek help. It is always better to ask for help than not because YOU matter too.

One day you'll feel like the nonstop demands of caring for a newborn will never end and the next day you'll take a shower again, meet a friend for coffee, and wear clothes without an elastic waistband (and that goes for the papas too!) You may roll your eyes when the grandmas in Target longingly pat your babe and say this, but it's true: the days fly by.

But today. Today is hard, today is REAL and you just need to get through it. And the next. So do this for me:

Go through the drive-thru and get a monster-sized coffee

Put your feet up and let the dishes gather in heaps

Order take-out for lunch and dinner

Ask for help

And give that sweet new babe a kiss and a snuggle and thank them for making you a mama or a papa. Because you just hit the job jackpot. Leave on the sweats and revel in the newness of the person you've become and who you will be. Because this new relationship? It will leave you forever changed.

Just don't forget the coffee. Always coffee.

**DISCLAIMER: This post brought to you by a fellow sleep-deprived new parent; all typos courtesy of limited time and bleary-eyes.

What advice would you add to this love note to help a fellow new parent?



May 2017 | Our Saturday in Photos

We had a very simple Saturday as a new family of 5. Today was the opening day for the farmer's market, and we walked downtown for it. We rounded out our day with homemade sodas, exploring the antique shop, playing outdoors, and mowing the overgrown yard (see first photo). Now I'm grading finals with a sleeping baby on my lap. Not too shabby for life with a 2.5 week old!


How was your weekend? Share in the comments below!

Anticipation: Babies and Book Queries

Written by: Kate


These last few weeks of pregnancy have been sweet with anticipation, fulfilling in preparation, and lightly touched with anxious expectations. I've filled my days with washing baby clothes and cloth diapers, feeling for baby wiggles and swishes underneath my skin, and emailing queries for my children's book.

That last one has been an unexpected surprise; I wrote my book over the past few years, worked with a literary consultant turned friend to fine-tune its content, passed it around a gaggle of beta readers, and ran it through a professional edit. A few weeks ago I realized it was actually done; well, at least as done as it can be at this stage.

And so each day I send a query and check my inbox for responses. Each day I turn mental circles analyzing each contraction, twinge of discomfort, and baby movement for impending labor. You would think with this being my third I would have a supernatural connection to the babe in my womb. But I feel just as clueless as I did as a first-time mom.

There is an odd comfort in knowing that I am in the company of strong women worldwide awaiting the arrival of their little ones. And although I acutely remember the sensations and (ahem) discomfort of birthing, I do not know how this particular labor will go. I wait for the marathon to begin, knowing I will use all of my reserves to complete the course, without knowing the exact route or finish line.

The book is no different. I've shaped and created it, sent it out into the world, and wait with expectation for a favorable connection with the right agent. But like this baby, the book's outcome is also out of my hands.

I imagined, when I became a mother for the first time, that my entrance into parenthood would be distinctly marked with a before and after. But as I enter my 7th year of walking alongside my little ones, I realize that what felt like a wild leap into motherhood has been a slow submerging. Day by day, I learn a little bit more about myself as a mother and about my children and swim deeper into this role and life.

And with all of this--the awaiting of labor and meeting my baby, hoping for a positive response to my queries, and actively creating a happy home environment for my kids--I am learning the art of letting go, of leaning into the unknown, and asking for forgiveness and grace when I inevitably make mistakes. 

So if you find yourself wading into the unknown, have courage and trust that you're not alone on your journey, whatever it may be.