Apartment Drying
We aren’t allowed to hang things outside to dry (boo!) and don’t have the space we did in Stow, so I got resourceful with a baby gate.
: )
My natural bent has always been to “just buy” something – so I wanted to celebrate (even the small things).
Morgan (loves to) Reid
A Hidden Trail
I heard a friend who hosts an RIE playgroup I’m in reference a trail between our homes. So we set out to find it : )
Sun Bonnets and Such
- At February 15, 2015
- By Morgan Reid
- In Autumn, Random Happenings
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Cleaning the play area was more fun with her dressed this way : )
I was half-tempted to throw on my outfit from a few years ago. . .
I refrained – But it was hard ; )
Morgan (loves to) Reid
Bonding over Pickles
Caught these two eating fermented pickles.
Had to capture it.
Their relationship is really blooming as she gets older. It’s special and theirs.
I’m honored to witness it.
Morgan (loves to) Reid
Dear Autumn: Coloring Expectations
- At January 31, 2015
- By Morgan Reid
- In Autumn
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We had a rough night.
So the next day — we colored!
Turning 25
- At January 31, 2015
- By Morgan Reid
- In Celebrations
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My birthday fell on a Saturday so it kind of merged into the entire weekend. Wow, so much better than Christmas…
We started the day with the Common Prayer, this wasn’t the prayer of the day but it was really soaking into my heart from Thursday night. Mostly, in regard to the demands of Motherhood and how Jesus would chose those life and role that I so often push against.
Streams of Goodness
- At December 04, 2014
- By Morgan Reid
- In Autumn
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Today Autumn leaned in about 10 times for kisses.
It was magical and I soaked up every bit of it 🙂
xoxo
MLTR
Dear Autumn: In a Glance
- At November 11, 2014
- By Morgan Reid
- In Autumn, Reflections
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Yesterday, I sat down to rock and nurse you, thankful for the reprieve from your fussing for a minute. Feeling a little stressed out, I habitually started stroking your hair thought about all that was on my plate: how we still had to go grocery shopping before 8 p.m.; your dad wasn’t feeling well in the next room, but I really needed his help; dinner had to be made, and you had yet to nap even with me trying periodically to get you down.
*Sigh* A lot.
But then I pictured my younger, teen self getting to glimpse this moment somehow. What would she see? What would she think?
Read More»What I’m Reading: Desperate
- At November 08, 2014
- By Morgan Reid
- In Motherhood
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“I can’t and will not give you a formula for dealing with your little ones, the ones who sometimes make you feel crazy or leave you crying on the hallway floor. But I can offer suggestions, some things that greatly helped me as I’ve learned how to slow down and figure out my children.
Love them. Hug them, kiss them, cuddle with them, spend more time rubbing their heads and holding their hands. Give yourself to them without rush. Pray with them, and let them twirl your hair in their little fingers. Look them in the eye when you talk to them.
Give words of affirmation. Tell them, whether you feel it or not, that you delight in them, that they are a delight (if they don’t feel like a delight, ask God to give you those feelings). Tell them, “You are beautiful and smart and God loves you. I’m so glad you’re my child’ Tell them that they can never lose your love, no matter what. And mean it.”
-Sarah Mae, Desperate, Hope for the Mom who Needs to Breathe
More than I Prayed For
- At September 27, 2014
- By Morgan Reid
- In Real Life
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I was standing in the grocery store, a sticky Autumn hanging from my hip because once her grapefruit sample was done with the cart. Didn’t but me, I was just working on figuring out how to turn the cart and keep her from wiggling; wondering if Nate was able to locate sorrel leaves.
Knowing how prone he is to follow rabbit trails, I wondered, “Ok where is he?”
Not too long after I saw him round the corner, but smile on his face, chocolate bars in hand.
“Which one do you like? I wanted to get you something.”
Kinda surprised because we’ve been avoiding extra costs for a while now, him the driving force, me floundering along.
As I faced the impossible decision between truffles and caramel (just kidding! truffles all day!) he said, “I was so relieved when I turned the corner and saw you.”
Whaaa? We’re at Wheatsville on a Saturday. We do this every week. I’m the worry-wart in this relationship. And we had just been arguing at home. “Relived”?
“What? Why?”
“Because it was like ‘Ahh there she is.’ You’re my other half. At this point, I feel like something’s missing when you’re not around, even if I don’t realize it until I’m with you again. It’s gotten strong and stronger.”
The night we got engaged 😀
Morgan (loves to) Reid
