I am sure you have seen or even bought the baby fruit pouches that are all over the grocery stores. I know when it was time for the girls to eat them I was so excited because they weren’t around for the older kids. I loved the idea of healthy mixes of fruits and veggies that they could hold and eat all by themselves, well with a little supervision. I bought all different brands and honestly they were all good, even Kaitlin asked me to buy them for her. It wasn’t until I tried Once Upon a Farm, that I realized they weren’t all the same, well at least between them and all the other brands. Literally each pouch, no matter what flavor it is taste like it was just picked off the tree, pureed and then put in the pouch. They have texture like they would if I blended them at home. And the best part is you can literally taste each individual flavor in one pouch. I don’t even have to look at what I am eating to know what is in there. I mean honestly I can’t even adequately describe how amazing this line of food is.
It is no secret that I love buying my kids clothes…especially girl clothing. Kaitlin being 13 and two boys after her, its been a while since I needed to go buy little girl clothes. When I was pregnant I so badly wanted a girl and for that very reason. Not that it should matter but buying boys clothes isn’t as fun. I mean its fun but there is nothing like finding a beautiful dress for your little girl, the anticipation of getting her in it is actually very emotional….lol!! I would say it has something to do with dressing my own baby dolls as a child and then getting to do it in real life. When I found out I was having twin girls I think I almost passes out with excitement as did my husband but for different reasons, one being his wallet.
Through Instagram I have discovered so many amazing clothing designers, its like there is a whole fashion world beyond the mall and online shopping. Instagram has introduced me to small designers that are creating the most amazing lines, the lines that literally you dream about, yes I dream about these things…I did of course go to school for fashion design. Somehow, through Instagram, I stumbled upon Aggie and Francois. Elaine Hansor is the amazing designer behind this vintage inspired line for boys and girls. The dresses are perfectly sewn with soft cottons and vintage silks. Many include a crinoline petticoat sewn into the skirt to add the most beautiful vintage feel. Even the buttons are vintage so no one dress is ever alike. I can’t even begin to express my love for these dresses. They arent over the top or loaded with ribbons and lace. It is just the right amount of everything. Its literally like having your very own one-of-a-kind couture dress. After your little one out grows this dress you will want to keep it and preserve it just like you will her wedding dress. I am not kidding. When they arrived in the mail I felt like I was handling the most precious dress ever, l felt like my hands needed white gloves just to handle them. My mom actually cried when she saw them. No amount of word can express to you what an amazing job Elaine Hansor has done creating this magical line of clothing, but I think a few pictures below can show you how truly special they are. And dont forget to head over to my instagram page and tag a few friends to be entered into the giveaway. Aggie and Francois is giving away a beautiful dress to one of my followers (head over to her Instagram page to check it out). She is also offering 15% off to everyone else through February. Code: KATIELOVES15
Sometimes I can’t decide on just one photos to post to my Instagram and we all know that you can’t load your feed up with different versions of one photo…or so I have been told, that and there is a limit to how many photos you should post daily. I mean I’m not gunna lie I kind of agree, nobody wants to see 7 different version of Emma siting on a chair…so what do I do? Before today I just let them sit on my camera roll or disappear into nowhere land. Today I decided I’m going to post them here. I’m not sure how many people even come to my blog yet since I’m not that great at updating it but the lucky ones will now get to read all my extremely interesting post AND see all 30 versions of one photo that I just couldn’t let disappear into the camera roll abyss.
I think I have mentioned once or twice about being an open book…if not well I am, so bare with me. This year was the first time in about 12 years that I went home to Michigan for Christmas. I was home for few days when I was pregnant with the twins but somehow going home this time of year is always exciting, nerve-racking, and overwhelmingly sad. I come from a large blended and beautiful family so that means there are a lot of people to see. Mix five kids with freezing weather and Im pretty much sick just thinking about getting in and out of the car. In the end we generally make the rounds with little drama (notice I said little).
I think one of the hardest parts for me is going to a place that I lived for 18 years with my parents and five siblings, where I made all of my childhood memories, a place that really shaped who I am as a person (good or bad) but having to do it all soo differently. My brothers have families of their own, people they have to see, places they have to go. Then there are the people that aren’t there because they couldn’t make it…its just not ever what you remember. Our childhood traditions are no longer and we are not each others priorities.
When I go home I still have this need for things to be just like they were when I was little. We made our rounds as a family on Christmas Eve, my parents stayed up until wee hours of the morning wrapping the gifts they bought for us, and us kids all went to bed with the worst/best excitement in our stomach we couldn’t even take it. We woke up at 3am to open gifts and our parents never once told us it was too early. The sight of the family room is forever burned in my mind. Presents from wall to wall and what seemed like floor to ceiling at the time. It was our “thing” it was what we did for the 16 years my parents and family were still together. These were the best memories ever, and as a kid you think will happen every year until you are 100. But divorce or no divorce they don’t last forever…that’s kind of my point. We all grew up and have lives of our own. Am I the only person who is happy to grow up and have my own family but so sad to leave the family and security of that family I had when I was young? I guess change makes me super uncomfortable and when I go home it brings it all to the forefront. All of our lives have changed, our relationships with each other have changed, our priorities have changed, and we all need each other a little less. We all became adults, adults with opinions, different points of views, and rules. No longer do I throw up my fists to the crowd and side with my brother because he’s all I know to be the truth. No longer do I stay up later than I am allowed to with my sisters spying on my parents movies they are watching. I now take my own stand, fight my own battles, and follow my own family in their journey to make our memories. I guess in the end it’s all just a cycle. A cycles of good, bad, sacred, scary, beautiful and cherished memories. Time to move forward and make my own.
Which is just what we did!! We explored Michigan together, we laughed together, we had firsts together, and we even mended old wounds together.
I’m learning that now I can make new memories and traditions with my kids and husband and also my siblings and parents. These can be the new memories that I look back on and that warm my heart and these can be the new traditions that last as longs as we want them too.
Heres to growing up and making new memories this year and next!! Happy New Year!!!
My brother Josh and his family My elementary school My first home
The next few cuz you can’t decide and you like the funny ones….
All the cousins…one little one missing but growing safely in my sisters tummy. ❤️ My godfather “Papa pronounced Pupu”. 96 and the most giving loving man you will ever meet.
I’m not gunna lie, dressing the twins is super fun. literally like I have dolls again and I get to dress them however I want…at least for a couple more years anyway. I have discovered so many amazing brands from being on Instagram. I studied fashion design and merchandising in college so you would think I know a lot about fashion but it wasn’t until I started using Instagram that I realized there was a whole other fashion world out there. I found small and large businesses that design the most beautiful pieces for kids and adults. When I found Purllamb I was so excited because not only was the collection super cute, comfortable, laid back and stylish but it has a message, a message I find I struggle with daily. This simple message reminds me that I’m not alone, I’m not weird, and I’m very very cool!!!!!
Hi! My name is Irina and I try to be cool, but fail at it a lot. So I started designing cool hoodies that succeeded. A LOT. So it’s safe to say that I live vicariously through my hoodies. I design with comfort in mind because there isn’t anything better than living in your sweats 24/7. Trademark designs that capture the fun spirit of childhood is what we are all about. Welcome!
Oh and besides being totally uncool, I also discovered that life is not about fitting in but following Christ, no matter how uncool some people may find that to be. Create the life you want with the feature life in mind. www.purllamb.com