November 1st and All It Brings.

Oh you magnificent, glorious day. You are the day my husband hates. Why, you ask? Well, it's the day I insist it is officially okay to bust out my Christmas decor and Christmas music. Boom. Guys, I have two precocious cats and a toddler, and I still don't care. My casa must be lit up with the brightest six foot faux tree, garland, and autumn themed candles on repeat. I keep it simple, I keep it classy, but dag nabbit, I keep it festive. 

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My Season to Stay at Home.

Motherhood has been without a doubt the most taxing, beautiful season of my life, and many times I feel as though it is a life I am completely undeserving of. Upon returning from maternity leave back to work where I always felt success awaited me, I found my thoughts somewhere else. I found my heart was somewhere else. No, my drive to feel accomplished or learning never changed, I just felt that somehow I wanted my daughter to be a part of it. 

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