okay most days, when we feel like we're drowning in motherhood. When we can't wait for bedtime (ours and theirs).

And on days like these, after your kids are asleep and the circus is silent, you wonder...

"Am I doing this right?"
 
Setting down your wine glass, you quietly slide into your child's room to give her an extra hug (which is more for you than her). 
Half asleep, she rests her dimpled little hand on your cheek and mutters, "mommy..."

Suddenly the messy house and your utter exhaustion isn't on your mind. The uncontrollable love you have for your children is --
because its hammering on the walls and kicking down the doors.

This is your life. 
And it's freaking incredible.

Your kids aren't wild. They're kids.
Your house isn't messy. It's lived in.

And yes. 
You're doing this mom stuff right.

♥︎

There are days...

I'm Jennifer

well hello, there!

I grew up in a ruthlessly funny, take-no-prisoners family 
(it's one of the greatest gifts I could have been given).

Scented soy candles, coconut cappuccinos, reruns of Friends while folding laundry, and Dean Martin on repeat.

I grew up in a ruthlessly funny, take-no-prisoners family 
(it's one of the greatest gifts I could have been given).

I deeply believe in
the chaos of family life.
 
We need it. The craziness gives
meaning to the sparkly, glittery moments in-between.
 
So let the kids run wild.
I'll find your magic. I promise.

My guy. He laughs at my jokes, likes to cook, and sings me Blink 182 songs when I've had a rough day . 


Dogs, dogs, dogs (and more dogs)

A few of my favorite things...

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Photos of me taken by these gifts from the photo gods: Michelle Ocampo, Erin Witkowski, and Tara Whitney