Spring Fashion Week: Wednesday

(better late than never....)

(no, my fly is not down. It's just frayed)

(This was my "dirty hippy" look.

Everyone has a dirty hippy day every once in a while.

Don't you judge me!)

I am wearing:

Jeans: Hollister (They're super worn in and comfy AND

Yes, I personalized them myself.

They're from high school people, don't make fun!)

Pink button-up- Polo-thrifted

Sandals- Old navy

Head band- made by me

Today was a super emotionally draining day-but a wonderful day. I got a call around 8:00am and drove my friend to the hospital to get a little look-see at her baby. She was crying, I was crying, it was one of those days! I was not wearing the outfit pictured above, but a ratty old shirt and gross jeans with food on them-I'm real hot folks (I'm surprised I remembered a bra!). Conrad was in his jam jam's (without socks or shoes). We looked like a couple of hill billy's and I got more than I bargained for in the waiting room from the expectant mothers and their judgmental stares. In my head I was saying "You just wait ladies, You just wait!!! You too will jet out of the house with your kid half dressed!"

Thankfully....{because God is so good and whatnot} I had my faithful prayer warriors praying for "the bean" and after a 3 hour wait and a teary glimpse into my bff's womb, the doc said all is well! This is my friends second pregnancy, the first baby is hanging out with Jesus getting snuggled. Since the first baby got a straight shot right to heaven, it seems my perspective on pregnancy has changed. I began an incredible journey of praying for this baby when I found out she was pregnant again. Praying like I've never done before, wanting this baby so badly for my friend, so every week of my friends pregnancy, has been nothing short of miraculous. I never prayed for my own baby like I pray for hers, it's crazy. My heart is mush, I am in awe of God's mercy and grace, and I'm being reminded that nothing exists outside of his sovereignty.

I was realizing today how much I love this {14 week} old baby. He is so dear to me already, and I was reminded today by one of my prayer warriors, that Jesus loves this baby so much more and the plans he has for this baby would make my head explode if I could even imagine for even one second what God is going to do with this child.

that being said....

I look super tired in this picture because I am.

I was an emotional basket case today

and I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else in the world but there with my friend,

watching her baby's sweet, delicate, precious spine moving and legs kicking!

What a sweet memory I have.

Anyway, I got home, looked at myself in the mirror

and realized I was meeting with a client later and needed to

not look like I just stepped off of the Jerry Springer show.

(you know when you have greasy bangs and you didn't put on a head band

or bobby pins to get those suckers down and they just pop up everywhere

and stick up all weird?

That's what I was working with today. It was not cute.)

(Just now as I'm doing this post, Dustin comes into the office

to tell me he's going to the gym.

He likes to roll his socks up and put them on his ears and it cracks me up.

I begged him for one picture of it, just one! He obliged:

SUCKER! As he walks out of the office he's all

"That better not end up on the blog!"

Pi-shaw.

Don't act like you don't think I won't post it....Shoot.)

Spring Fashion Week: Tuesday

I am wearing:

Blouse: Forever21-thrifted

Shorts: 1955 vintage (not a brand I recognize)

Shoes: Carlos Santana

The entire outfit cost me a total of $8.00

You really can't beat that.

I LOVE a bargain-I LOVE cheap,

And I LOVE these shorts.

They are my new favorite shorts.

and SO comfortable too!

Perfect outfit for dinner with Mom-

and running around the park with the dude today.

Except, I won't be wearing heels.....Could you imagine?!

Conrad is wearing:

Shirt: Old Navy

Shorts: Target

Shoes: Chucks

Spring Fashion Week: Monday

Everything has a story.

This is the story of the owl shirt:

I am wearing:

Owl Shirt: Thailand

Jeans: Express

Leather Loafers: Lands End-Thrifted

This shirt has great sentimental value. I purchased it in Thailand on a mission trip

a few years ago. I was shopping with my Dad along the Mekong river:

as we were climbing the stairs to go shop, I saw two boys jumping from a boat far off in the distance and changed my lens to get a few shots. (Is that wrong?!) I was really blown away and humbled to get to see into a little corner of their lives for that small moment. This was one of my favorite shots from the whole trip:

and right after we purchased this shirt (for something ridiculous like 3 American dollars!), my Dad made a new friend-an elderly dude with a prosthetic foot that was molded to look like an actual foot. I got a picture of it-with his permission of course. He was a kind man.

That was a

great memory.

In OTHER news. Conrad's has a new favorite face.

It's his "I'm peeved at the world" face and it looks something like this:

Or this:

The best is when he purses his lips more, starts grunting louder,

gets those eye brows going, and stiffens his arms out in protest!

The "peeved at the world" face was because I was

stopping him from doing this:

I'm such a mean mommy.

show off your fashion:

This week is fashion week. You should participate!

My "go to" black blouse:

You say "Amish"

I say "chic"

potato....potato. Whatevs.

All I have to say is, eat your heart out Bret Michaels:

I have a wedding to shoot this weekend which is why I busted out the "chic" black blouse (totally not Amish!).

The half way fished-fishtail braid is due to my laziness.

Those things take FORever to braid.

anyway....

Hope you're having a grand weekend!

We were up all night with a teething-blood-curdling-crying baby!

{it was totally awesome.}

Weekly Surf:

Does anyone else see those eye brows? Evil. Pure evil.

What a little devil.

......how quickly he becomes sweet and lovable

......and then, goes back to his evil climbing-out-of-bath ways!

My baby is getting too big, too ornery, too independent and frankly, it makes me very sad that he's turning into a toddler. Here are photos of him rebelling against my wishes that he stay in the bath and not escape! You don't know how many fights we get into during bath time. I sound like a broken record, "sit dooowwwn! Sit DOWN!" I try to place him gently on his butt and he cries and then bath time is over before it began.

Sigh, anyway.

Get your surf on...

a video of my son laughing so hard I was sure he was going to explode

I don't have baby fever, but I do however have

baby-nursery-decor fever over this mobile

stripes on a ceiling is a genius idea to make a room more interesting

abc birthday cards I adore

the rose

the perfect baby shower gift

my husband is Phil Dunphy

a new mommy blog you should read

Have a blessed weekend friends.

readers show off spring fashions: Katie

"Thought this might be fun until I saw my wardrobe of such unspringy clothes. This is as Springy as I get! I sort of blend in with our (beautiful) English grey skies. I love stripes and scarves. I'll probably be wearing both if I go anywhere. This outfit is pretty simple and comfy.The shoes were a steal at around $8. Well Spring isn't quite here yet but I will welcome it with open arms!! So think warm thoughts and send some Spring my way - all the way over the ocean."

What Katie is wearing:

Striped top - Old Navy

Scarf - Forever21

Jeans - Forever21

Kicks - Burlington Coat Factory

Tote - Bought @ a Deer hoof show

Thanks Katie! I've been wearing my leather riding boots and sweaters trying to get a few more wears out of them before it gets too hot! I hate seeing my favorite fall clothes sit in the closet! I'm kind of really jealous that you live in England-maybe we'll take a trip out there one of these days! <3

Waiting in great expectation:

there you go.... again pursuing me

forgiving me

thinking I'm beautiful, convincing me of it to the point of annoyance!

wanting me....

accepting me

laying your eyes on me-like a lion to it's prey

exciting me

teaching me

pressing back into me

intriguing me

telling me NO! when my yeses are No's and I don't know better

TAKING MY HEART OF STONE AND MAKING IT soft pliable FLESH!

You speak truth to my soul...

You are constantly excavating the lies that form in my heart....

pouring confidence into all of the open sores and gashing wounds...

holding my shaking body still as it falls apart

You are constantly calming my soul (praise you Jesus)

YOU are QUICK TO LOVE

You are quick to justify

You give me calling and purpose

you take the numb away and make me FEEL

you bring the helpless hope

you give crying eyes a tomorrow

you feed the sparrows' hungry belly-AND you WILL feed mine

YOU PROMISE A HEAVEN WITHOUT SORROW

Heaven is where I'll see Your face

I'll have a new body

and death will never come to my mind

tears will no longer be a reality

a hurting heart will not exist

I WILL see my loved ones who tasted death too early

In heaven, those who love you will exist together in one place

Heaven will be like a bride preparing for her groom

"God will live with them, they will be his people and god himself will be with them and be their god, He will wipe every tear from their eyes. there will be no more death, or mourning , or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away. He who sits on the Throne says "I am making everything new!" {Revelations 21}

Your love tells me to

shout LOVE others

Your love tells me to:

"shut up!"

my two cents is not really that important

Your love makes me turn my shoulders back into your chest, like a child when I do wrong, and because of your blood, I can come back again and again.

You show me what love feels like, and what security tastes like.

You turn sickness into healing so I can pray and heal

You are the master healer

you took your own spit and made BLIND EYES SEE! (YES JESUS, YES, i PRAY it happens)

I yearn for you to make blind eyes see. Not just a physical sight, but a spiritual sight too-

Because really,

(the "physical" eventually fades in ALL of us.)

I SHOUT at the mountains, drunk on a dream-deliriously aware of the way You move-

I've shouted at you

begged you

fallen weeping at your feet

pleading for you to act

in response to my words.....

and. you. NEVER. disappoint.

I'm shuttering in fear of You, I'm barely breathing

knowing you are dead serious when you say you

will do what you say you will do.

I can't comprehend you, I can't figure you out, I can't explain you or wrap my mind around you.

But you are good and I want every piece of you

I will hunt you down

until

I

am

satisfied.

Last night, I broke bread and drank wine with my husband remembering the blood you shed so I could live, and I was more inspired than I've ever been. That wine was bitter as my toungue absorbed it, the bread was dry. Tears seeped from my closed eyes and nothing else mattered at that moment. I imagined you on the cross with sweat seeping from every pore as you suffered.

You looked down at me and sweetly mouthed these words: "i. love. you" AND at that moment, a dagger pierced my heart. I fell more in love than I've ever been. My bones ached knowing that all of myself was instantly absorbed in the pain that you felt. As each breath was inhaled and exhaled until you died, as each drop of crimson seeped into the soil beneath you. You were not drained out in vain, that blood bought me. I am humbly in awe. All of me was absorbed on that cross when you took your last breath. I'll never really "get" it.

I eagerly anticipate what you're up to. I wait for you with great expectation on the edge of my seat-and I am addicted to the high I get when I watch miracles unfold

before

my

eyes

Readers show off spring fashions: Sofia

One of the best parts of having a roommate with really great taste in fashion, is borrowing their clothes. When Sofia and I lived together, we felt like we had one great big closet and it was the best. Today I am featuring two outfits that I love her in:

What Sofia is wearing:

Tank: Zara

Belt and Skirt: H&M

What Sofia is wearing:

Floral Dress: H&M

Head band: a gift from Chelsea

Her thoughts on life & fashion:

"Im a stay-at-home mom of a 16 month old

and I think good posture and confidence are the best accessories..."

TO THE BAT CAVE!

that little cape blowing in the air as Dustin threw him up

made me smile.

A few months back, I found these incredibly-adorable Bat Man pj's with a

detachable bat cape at the thrift store and couldn't resist!

{Boys are so much fun!}

A photobooth journey through your 1st year:

I didn't think I would use these photos in a blog post, they were mostly intended to send to Dustin throughout the day to show him what we were up to. But looking back through all of them brought back so many memories. Hope you enjoy.

your first few days of birth:

this is your pissed off face-am I a bad mother for

thinking it's hilarious?

this was my favorite new born outfit of yours.

Is this a smile or is this gas? It's gas...

us getting ready for an early morning jog

here I am, overwhelmed by you.

You fell asleep, and just as I scooped you up

to take you to bed we posed for a shot.

you wore cute hats

and dinosaur socks

and put up with my shenanigans

....and Daddy's shenanigans

twinsies

you were all too thrilled to be getting kisses...

Mommy working, and you.....probably bored out of your

mind. Sorry buddy...

after your bath, you're a pretty happy dude.

trying on the sling for size. It didn't impress you much

good morning lovie.

trying on your Halloween outfit to show my cousin

Mr. clingy pants needed to be held all day, and

I needed to get things done. So we compromised.

late night walks in the Bjorn

here we are after a long day of teething. Mommy was

crying, you were crying, we all were crying!

Mascara was running....

ARG!

Kisses