I can't get enough of this tablescape. Honestly, how many times have you seen me set this table over the years? This tabletop is hands down my all time favorite. There isn't anything quite like the feeling of springtime. Fresh flowers and cherry blossoms blooming. It is a season filled with fresh beginnings and in our family loads of entertaining! Spring has always been very close to my heart.
Let me start by saying this trip was a last minute decision made by the two of us to escape the never-ending season that is winter in Minnesota. Everyone I believe, even the most snow loving of folks is over the cold and wet. I happen to be one of those people and this little escape to the Sunshine state was just what our family of three needed.
Let me start this post by saying I was beyond nervous about taking our little family of three to Mexico. Leo was a few weeks shy of six months and the thought of something happening in another country was top of mind. I researched until the sun would shine, talked to our Pediatrician to make sure we had the green light to go, and prayed. I prayed a lot.
I half wrote an update at four and five months to share but never could seem to hit publish. Lately, I feel like that has been our story over here. Life is full on busy and active with our new six-month-old, and I find myself wishing I had a little more time to do everything but also wishing it would just stand still. Motherhood is strange like that. Please go to bed, but wait I miss you while you are sleeping. I know it won't get any easier either.
When I look back in 2018, it is hard to not feel every emotion in the book — a year filled with highs and lows and everything in between. A year that has forever changed me, one that made us a family, John and I first-time parents, and more grace to be given than I ever knew imaginable. When the ball dropped this year, we were all sound asleep. Well, I wasn't sleeping, I was wide awake in bed going back down memory lane looking at photos from the year. Honestly, New Year's Eve was nothing crazy. It could have been any old weekday, but it was meaningful to us: no frills, no sparkle dress or high heels, just me and my two guys in party hats, and a bottle of champagne by the fire.
