Building Our Nest

04/05/2023

Thank you for helping a very shy little girl build a house today! She had the best time 🏠

08/24/2022

This little cutie went with Momma to cast her vote in the Primaries ✔️. She’s learning young that she has a voice and that her voice matters ❤️🤍💙

07/29/2022

What happens when you leave a potty training toddler alone for a few minutes?

You find them making “bandage” 🧻🫢

07/26/2022

So thankful for the amazing advances in science that made our little family possible 🧪🧫 💝

Today is bittersweet, knowing there is so much uncertainty for the future of right now, but we will forever be grateful to the families that came before us an hopeful for those that come after us ❤️‍🩹

06/29/2022

These two superstars 💫 had their first Covid vaccine 💉 today! So thankful we’re able to take the first step toward protecting them and our community 💪🏼

06/29/2022

How do you turn down a request for donuts 🍩 and chocolate milk???

I had the best Mommy/Ev date with my little wild child 💜

05/17/2022

Sisters are different flowers grown in the same garden 🪴

❤️

05/11/2022

As the parents of two small girls, we are in very scary and uncertain times 💔

We will do whatever is needed to protect our girls and ensure a future where they are safe. One of the biggest ways to make an impact right now is the ensure you get out there and ! Vote for candidates that are looking out for the best interest of all of our children, no matter their race, religion, socioeconomic status, gender or orientation.

Do not be mistaken - those of wealth and power will continue to have access to reproductive medicine, including abortions, if needed. It is OUR children that will suffer.

05/07/2022

It’s the perfect morning to have some fun in our playhouse 🏠

We can’t wait for our first guests to stop by!

05/07/2022

In 2017 we started our fertility journey. Our first round of IVF resulted in pregnancy in early 2018. We were over the moon ✨ with excitement, but sadly that would be short lived. At our 6 week ultrasound we learned that our embryo was not developing correctly and that it would likely abort in the next few weeks.

We returned for a follow up scan at 8 weeks and learned that there was barely a detectable heartbeat and that the gestational sac was too small - our miracle baby would forever be held in our hearts, but never our arms. We were told that the only reason the pregnancy hadn’t aborted on its own already was because I was taking medication that was sustaining it. If I stopped the meds I would likely miscarry very quickly. I stopped taking the medication on a Friday and the following Monday we were scheduled for a D&E. By the time our appointment on Monday came, there was no longer a heartbeat, but we went forward with the procedure so that we could have genetic testing completed to determine if there would be potential issues with future pregnancies.

Our pregnancy was very much planned and our baby was very much wanted and loved. We still chose to have an abortion because it was the best decision for our family. That decision should be made between the patient, family (if the patient chooses) and medical professionals; there is no place for the government in that room.

Please remember what is at stake when you go to the polls this November. Political affiliations don’t matter anymore! This is about women maintaining autonomy.

04/11/2022

It's my turn to soak up the beautiful, exhausting, magic of motherhood while the turn is still mine.

It's not my turn.

It's not my turn to go where I want, when I want.
It's not my turn to put my wants and needs first.
It's not my turn to get butterflies on a first date.
It's not my turn to plan a wedding.
I've had my turn.

It's not my turn to leisurely enjoy my coffee with slow mornings.
It's not my turn to explore all of my interests and hobbies.
It's not my turn to spend my days as I please.
It's not my turn to spoil grandchildren.
Hopefully, I'll have my turn.

It’s not my turn to take a Mediterranean vacation.
It’s not my turn to maintain a luscious backyard oasis.
It’s not my turn to have abs.
It's not my turn to binge-watch Netflix when I've had a hard week.
Maybe one day I'll have a turn . . . or, maybe not.

But, it is my turn . . .
It’s my turn to have some sleepless nights.
It’s my turn for late-night snacks, so I don’t have to share.
It’s my turn to have my clothes stretched out by little hands.
It’s my turn to have fingerprints on the screen door.
It’s my turn to have Cocomelon stuck in my head.
It's my turn to do laundry. So. Much. Laundry.
It's my turn to keep romance alive amidst the routine.

But even more than that,
It's my turn to start family traditions.
It's my turn to memorize the perfect squishiness of chubby baby faces.
It’s my turn to let a popsicle make anything better.
It’s my turn to heal boo-boos with a kiss.
It’s my turn to cuddle and rock.
It’s my turn for park days and playdates.
It's my turn for first steps, first words, and first days of school.
It's my turn to earn my laugh lines and gray hairs.

It's my turn to soak up the beautiful, exhausting, magic of motherhood while the turn is still mine.

Shared with permission from Okie Sunshine

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