the present

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Do you ever feel like you're living in slow motion? No matter what you do, you can't seem to speed things up a little? It's not that you want your days to zip on past you, but you're just a little bit tired of them always feeling a bit sluggish.

Do you ever feel like your life won't slow down? You can't seem to ever find a moment to simply step back and breathe. It's all one big, scary blur, and you're starting to feel a little lost int he whirlwind of diapers and editing and maintaining your husband's pile of laundry.

Like a thong betwixt a pair of buns, I'm caught in between.

I realize that may sound like an oxymoron. How can  your life be racing past you, yet simultaneously creeping along like that tiny old grandma who somehow always ends up in front of you on the highways? I catch myself having nostalgic moments at the most random times. Sawyer has really been loving forks lately. With the confidence and expertise of a child much older, she has transformed into a utensil-bearing baby (my scary reality). Every time she brings a speared bite of avocado to her lips, my heart breaks a smidge. Where did my baby go? Time, won't you stop for just a little bit?

On the other hand, I find myself consistently praying to make it through the week. Whenever Sawyer has a mini meltdown because weaning is apparently the hardest thing that's every happened in her fifteen months on earth or I get bored copy editing whatever novel I'm working on or I wish Gram could be a stay-at-home parent with me, I pray that my days will zip right on by. The stpud tick tok of the clock toys with me as time slinks on by. I can't help but wish it were tomorrow or next week or summer or next baby or time for babies to go to school. And so on and son on. Maybe it'll get easier then. Maybe when Sawyer can dress herself, I'll be able to take a longer than five-minute shower. Maybe then I'll have the energy to muster up a decent meal for my family. (Ha.)

Neither one of these mentalities is beneficial. Neither is satisfying. On the one hand, I never want to experience anything other than my current routine. I'm desperately clinging to the moments of today, never wanting my redheaded girl to gain another pound or learn another word. And yet, I want my present situation to speed right along to an easier time. (Again I say, ha.)

These perspectives make us miss things, BIG things. Our most satisfying moments are the daily makeup of our lives. Do we really want to miss it because our attention was elsewhere? Well, I sure don't. I want to find pleasure in my present, a true contentment in my day to day. I don't want to be constantly looking forward, no do I wish to be fixated with the rearview mirror. Because somehow I know, no matter what stage of life I'm in, my sinful heart will never be fully satiated. Without the contentment of Christ, I'll always be looking ahead or staring behind instead of enjoying the blessings of my present. 

mother's day

Monday, May 11, 2015


I spent my second Mother's Day saying goodbye to my family (this gets harder every time), seeing old friends, and driving ten hours with a 15-month-old. If you haven't combined your baby and a road trip, you haven't really lived. Or you're just a heck of a lot smarter than me.

Between scream-singing with Grahm and drooling on the front seat during one of many naps (I'm an excellent road trip buddy), I quietly mused on the life-changing whirlwind of motherhood. There are many aspects of caring for a wild child I could describe for you (lots of poop, lots of Ritz crackers), how I've changed as a person (lots of being covered in poop or Ritz crackers), and how much my heart has swelled with love (despite the poop and Ritz crackers) for a tiny red-head.

But one of my favorite parts of having a sweet baby is watching my family and friends love her. This last week in Nashville, my family spoke my love language of diaper changes and REM cycles. They loved on Sawyer, changed her diapers, took her to the park, fed her (no small feat), and let me sleep till glorious 9 o'clock. (No wonder it's hard coming back home.)







I am so lucky to be Sawyer's mother and to have so many wonderful people in my life who love my baby just as much as I do.

Fri-DIY, a play kitchen

Friday, May 1, 2015

Don't quote me, but Fridays are going to be DIY day over here at Nestfull. Grahm and I have been up to several projects since the start of the New Year, and I wanted to share a few for those interested (hi, Mom). 

Because we want our daughter to know her place is in the kitchen (wink wink), we made a play kitchen for her first birthday. I wasn't in blogging mode in January, so I don't have a ton of pictures (try any) of the process, but I'll try to explain the steps. I like this project because you can be as cheap or extravagant as you want. We opted for a bit on the pricey side, since it was her birthday present (and obviously she really cares about beadboard and trim).

I scored this jankosaurus entertainment center on Craigslist for a whoppin' $10. These things are always in Goodwill, too. They're like grandma's varicose veins, not hard to find.
First, we moved the wall of shelves over to the right. I wanted them to be even with the cabinet door underneath, so we moved and cut the boards accordingly. (I say "we," you know I mean Grahm.) This isn't necessary, but I thought it looked more aesthetically pleasing.

I painted the entire thing in Sherwin Williams Rainwashed (same as our bedroom), cut 50% white, and the inside is purple for an extra pop! Next we added some beadboard to the back. Again, unnecessary but pretty! We tacked it in with some finishing nails and then added some quarter round trim to give it a nice finish. We made a panty door out of trim and chalkboard MDF. Two hinges and a cute knob and bam! A pantry is born.
We used a jigsaw to cut a hole for the sink (It's very helpful to buy a bowl with a good lip on it.) and faucet. Since we changed a pedestal sink in one of our bathrooms, we just happened to have a spare faucet. Measuring in the little stove space, we set the four stovetop burners where we wanted them. I painted them gray before we screwed them in.
With my handy 40%-off coupon, I snagged the four oven knobs from Hobby Lobby. Grahm made them a little loose, so they actually turn when she grabs them. Next, we changed the orientation of the left cabinet door so that it would open like an oven (from the top). We added a sleek oven handle and one just a little bigger to the right of the sink for a washcloth. Using a jigsaw, Grahm cut the inner square of the cabinet door and tacked on some Plexiglass (which Sawyer has already broken).
Try to ignore the exercise orb in the corner. (Hey girl, hey!)

My mama sewed this adorable three-ruffle skirt for under the sink. We used a dowel rod to hang it.
I hung a picture of a meadow in an IKEA frame to give the appearance of window. This easy fabric banner (seriously, just tie fabric around a piece of yarn) added some color around the frame. 

And voila! This is one of my favorite projects because Grahm and I got to create something that Sawyer will love for years to come. Next up, a tool station!

What would you have done differently?

Stove Burners (painted gray)