Emily Rose

When the seasons change, the bathing-suits get packed away, and the kids head back to school it always brings me back to that “new school year feeling”.  

When I was in school, I would always get so excited to wear a new outfit on the first day, see my friends again, and secretly, I always got giddy excited about learning something new.  I loved the smell of new parchment paper and the must of an old textbook that you would get to write your name in because you “owned it” from 2008-2009.  (I don’t even know if they still use these anymore.. But still! It was the best.) 

There was something magical about a new beginning and the unknown. 

It’s a… Mother’s Intuition?

If you follow me on Instagram you might have seen the announcement that Dan and I are expecting a baby boy come February of 2021! I’m not exactly sure of the due date because I keep forgetting to ask. =]

About two weeks ago was the last time I tried to sit down and write a blog and to finish the July Newsletter.  I only had to write the featured blog and go through some final edits, which shouldn’t take me too long.  But when I sat in front of my computer, trying to get myself into the right mindset, I just couldn’t do it.

So guys… big announcement here… WE BOUGHT A HOUSE! =D 

Like I have a mortgage, house insurance, and we have to buy a lawnmower!! What is life?! 

We are so freaking excited and weirded out at the same time that we are officially real adults and homeowners. After 4 years of being in an apartment together, we are ready to have a little bit more of our own space to spread out. I can’t wait to insta story it for you guys once we officially close and move in!

I wanted to share with you this journey just so you could see how similar buying a house is to searching for the perfect candidate for a job. (You will also start to notice how this theme can be applied to many other areas of your life).

This title sounds like a really low vibration, almost negative theme, for my peppy happy self, but I am not always happy and peppy, and this is a topic I recently experienced so I thought I would share it with you today. =] 

When I was a kid, the worst thing my mom could have said to me was “ I’m just disappointed”. Cue eyes filling with tears and a knife to the chest. It was the absolute WORST and it would wreck me every time. To this day, it’s the worst form of being reprimanded. 

But I don’t think I really understood what disappointment was or felt like until I was older. 

With everything that is happening in the world right, I asked my sister what I should be writing about and she replied, “something that really matters”. So this week I am going to write about what’s on my heart.