The Raw Brunette

BUT, sometimes those precious little humans we birthed can be little you-know-whats, (starts with an “s” to clue you in a little). so sweet when they can’t talk yet, but once they can form sentences they also form little opinions, grudges, picket lines, committees, and okay I love you so much son, but right now I don’t really like you and We mom’s are doing the hardest job in the world: raising little humans to be loving and good adults!

To be honest, I haven’t even felt like writing, like AT ALL. So here is an update on all that has been going on: First, Jess and I have been working our butts off fixing up the first home we owned, (which we have been renting out),and with the aforementioned sicknesses we have all been having this has been a HARD. I am so relieved it’s done because even though it didn’t initially seem like a lot of work, it WAS! So, with a move looming over us (like in four months!) across the country, the packing up of our home has got to happen, and fast!

When Jess and I were in our wedding ceremony, I found myself so overwhelmingly happy that I could not cry, but my sweet Jess (who rarely cries), was a sobbing mess. I have had several friends comment to me that they admire Jess and I and feel like we have things “figured out” with marriage. Jess and I have had our fair share of bad moments, and things we wish we could take back, but at the same time it has made us who we are today and solidified our love. All I know is, that despite all we have been through, I still feel that same love, (only stronger), as I did the day we got married.

Going to cut down our tree, baking cookies with my mom, decorating our tree, having our holiday celebrations with our adopted family the Quinns, Mannheim Steamroller on repeat, and going to see the Wanamaker’s Christmas Light show in downtown Philly. Game nights are big in our house, and it’s a great way for us to spend time together and connect in a fun way. still single, that your life isn’t where you want it to be, that you need to lose weight for the new year, how much your cooking sucks, and that you have to buy presents to show everyone you love them. When I find my heart feeling heavy this season because I feel like I am not doing enough, or that the pain of missing my mom is too much, I will really try to spread some love instead.