Alice Jane’s First Day of School

I was that mom. The mom that had to back out of Alice Jane’s classroom door, because I didn’t want to take my eyes off of her, in case she waved goodbye, or needed to see me one last time. The mom that slowly closed the door, all the while peeking through till the last second. The mom that had her face in the window of the door, praying she would look my way. I was that mom. I wish I could say I’m embarrassed, but I’m not. I should be embarrassed. I’m not the first mom to drop her child off at school. It’s totally normal, but when you spend every moment of the day with your child, being in all of their special moments, it’s hard to know they are going to be having special moments at school, that I will never get to be a part of. I want to watch her answer questions right, and see her excited about learning something new, or getting good marks because she listened to the teacher and was kind. So, although dropping your child off at school is totally normal, it’s a huge step knowing that you’ve finally reached that point in their life where they are no longer a baby. No longer will I be the only one to experience all of her quirks and chats. No longer will I witness all of her achievements. That moment where you have to let go, not completely, she’s not 18, but let go more than I ever have before. I know it’s worth it. She loves school, she loves to learn, and she loves making new friends, so that leaves me looking through the window watching from a distance, while she grows into someone I know I will be proud of.


Living Room Tour




I loved our apartment in Miami. The living room was my favorite room in the apartment, as well as the most used room. There are so many things I love about this room: Velvet Emerald Couch, vintage lamp, my grandma’s 70’s arm chair, wicker desk, my wall hanging, made from vintage purposed burlap ribbon, my college paintings, grandma’s vintage scarf, fybr’s beautiful ring yarn wall hanging, etc. ¬†This post would never end if I mentioned all of my favorite details. Let’s just say that I love every detail, and wouldn’t change a thing. Most of the furnishings in this room were given to me, made, or thrifted. Somehow that makes me treasure them even more. The last detail, that adds so much life to my living room, are my plants. I’m a proud plant mom, and I take great care of them. I love extracting clippings, or fallen leaves, to form new growth and create new plants. The more plants I can help grow and nurture, without actually buying new ones, the more accomplished I feel. Taking care of plants is my new hobby. It’s a much slower process than buying mature plants, but I love discovering new growth and life from fallen leaves that might have been discarded.