food · pregnancy · Uncategorized

Baked Banana Oatmeal

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Eating for four (ha, someone please get me a t-shirt that says that) has been a little more challenging than I first realized, considering I am supposed to be getting 900 extra calories a day (300/baby!).  Then considering much of that number ought to be protein, this Mama ends up eating non-stop peanut butter toast, eggs, nuts, lean meats, quinoa, etc.  This regimen allows for a pretty great recipe discovery curve, but after awhile (read: the bigger my belly gets) the more a girl just wants some staples to get her through.

One such staple that I’ve loved of late is this amazingly delicious, and equally simple to make baked banana oatmeal.  My husband loves it too!  This morning when I rolled out of a restless, uncomfortable big-belly sleep at about 5:30 AM, I knew what would be the perfect comfort– not to mention a good protein boost for the babies!  We a had torrential downpour last night that Arizonans like to call a “monsoon”, and the cozy moment of cool really put me in the mood for the smells of nutmeg and banana to float from my kitchen– enter the baked banana oatmeal.

All I can say is that you should make it.  The only recipe tweaks that I’d recommend are to cut the milk volume down a little (I used 1.5 cups instead of 2) and of course, to enjoy it with some heavy cream. Yum.

Recipe by Love Grows Wild, find it here.

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outfit · pregnancy · Thrifted · Uncategorized

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Here’s to easy (thrifted) clothes and barefoot toes, because some days are more challenging than others.

I’ve had such a great pregnancy thus far, that it’s surprised me a bit as my belly grows more uncomfortable with size (um, THREE babies, ya’ll). Sleep is the most challenging thing at the moment (Narcolepsy + pregnancy discomfort is an intense combo) so there are mornings when my fatigue overrides my resolve. In afternoon hindsight, it always reminds me of how grateful I am for a God who says that he will fight for me, and that I “only need be still”. ✨

Roughly 10 more weeks until we can meet these dear little ones that we love so much. Funny how God prepares us for things ahead (hi sleep deprivation x3) with the very weaknesses he allows us to endure.💙

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Dress – thrifted

Tee – thrifted

Necklace – handmade

Headband – DIY

outfit · personal style · pregnancy · reflection · Thrifted · Uncategorized

Thrice

Before 6 AM wake up, sitting in the morning light and shadow of our beautiful bougainvillea plant has become more and more normal for me these days— as has the expanding nature of my belly as our three (!) babies grow inside.  Change is a funny thing, and it’s in full bloom in my life of late.  This time last year, I was a brand new bride, a fresh transplant to my new home in Phoenix and not even close to being settled in (much less unpacked).  That was such a sweet time for both the husband and myself, but frankly, I’m so happy to be here, in this moment in time, instead.  Life has progressed both in change and opportunity, and what can I do but express total gratitude to the God who planned it all?  There have surely been challenges over this year of life– silly arguments, longing for home and good friends, missing the deep green and pleasant humidity of Midwestern terrain (including snow!).  Still, if you had told me then, that I’d be living in our first owned home, expecting triplets, and opening an AirBnb, I would have been a bit more than pleasantly surprised.  I could say that these things “just fall on us”, but they don’t really.  Despite the surprise that my year-ago-self would have felt, all of these things, God, home, children and vocation, have always been in my heart.  The God who cultivates those desires in us, is always faithful to us, if perhaps in ways and timing that we don’t see coming.  Never in the perfect ways that we imagine, but so much better for the growth that comes from worthy struggle that blooms beautifully in the end.

As we wait and actually begin to plan for our growing triplets, so many things have begun to take shape as to the reality ahead.  Becoming parents (times three) all at once is both exciting and shocking– I’m sure these littles are going to rock our notions of calm, patience and love, but I am so excited to begin that journey!  We’ve found three precious bassinets one at a time for the “nursery nook” in our bedroom, and each time I see them, I can’t help but imagine the unique little beings they will hold.  I know waiting to meet any child feels long at times, but my increasing size (and discomfort) sometimes makes me feel that much more eager for it to be October already– “wake me up when September ends”?  But no.  I know that these next months will be full of their own kind of wonder.  Even just today Jon and I felt the first real kicks (delayed due to my double anterior placenta– the third is posterior) from our babes.  They are getting bigger!  Just two and a half weeks ago, we found out that I was carrying not one, but three little ones.  A week later we found out how healthy and big they are (so so thankful!), weighing in at 13 oz, 14 oz, and 13 oz.

Something that I’ve found surprisingly fun and encouraging in this process is the experience I’ve had building a “maternity” wardrobe– don’t mind my quotes, I just am a believer that a lady does not need to buy specifically “maternity” clothes, just garments that are bigger enough to accommodate a baby belly!  My answer to this is thrifting! Second hand shopping is not a science.  So many lady friends have asked again and again how I find the things that I do at places like Goodwill, and the answer is two fold– patience and potential.  One must be willing to comb through (even if briefly) the whole rack/section, and be willing to pause on prints, colors or textures that catch your whimsy, all of this without any notions of perfectionism or negativity.  You also must (hear me: just do it!) try on potential options, even if you reject 50% of them (and you will).  The successful thrifter follows that notion of opportunity, discovery and “you never know until you try!”.  Also, having fun helps a ton!

These are some looks I’ve found at Goodwill of late, proof that 1) larger sized “normal” silhouettes are sufficient, cuter + better for pregnancy clothes than “maternity” wear, and 2) thrifting is all you need.

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Literally every item I’m wearing in all of these photos was procured second hand.  If that’s not proof that wasting money on “new” stuff is overrated, I don’t know what is.  I post this not only in hopes of encouraging others to save money (and stop putting cash into the pockets of Chinese + unethical manufacturing), but specifically to encourage Moms-to-be that you don’t have to break the bank to look cute.

I’ll be attempting to update pregnancy outfit pics more frequently (and individually) moving forward, as well as write a bit about the triplet journey– I’ve just not found a ton of info out there, and know there will be other Mom’s after me who might find it helpful.

Until next time!

outfit · pregnancy · Uncategorized

Loss + Aquisition

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As with all change, we tend to lose and gain in the face of new things.  I certainly have, and even the early beginnings of this thing called Motherhood has proven to be no different.

It may sound trite, but the biggest gain/loss that I’ve experienced thus far in my pregnancy (remember that I’m only 14 weeks, so plenty to come) is that of my wardrobe due to weight gain, and the identity implications that go along with that.  Though I’m gradually adding piece by piece to my maternity wardrobe, most mornings I still feel a sort of blank faced dread when facing my closet that I am not used to.  I’ve been told by other women that they’ve felt this way in everyday life, but until now I’ve never understood– when things don’t fit, sometimes you just want to wear clothes for crying out loud.  I have literally uttered this phrase in recent weeks, which is a big change for me.  Getting dressed in the morning has always been fun for me– but then, when things fit, options abound. And when options abound, there’s no stress in getting dressed.  Quite the opposite, as it becomes like playing!

The phrase “Necessity is the Mother of invention” has always been a dear one to me, and has been a sober reminder in some of my more frustrating moments (like literally busting zippers on some of my dresses, trying to get into them).  And so, I’m reinventing my wardrobe for now, and calling it an adventure.  Frankly, I somewhat envy those ladies who can just wear leggings and maternity clothes, but that just holds no joy for me.  My strategy thus far has been just purchasing normal style clothing in larger sizes, and thus far I’ve been pretty happy with it!  I can still squeeze into some things that were once big on me– this handmade veggie root skirt used to have to be safety pinned smaller whenever I wore it. Now I’m wearing it at full capacity of its girth!

If anyone who might be reading, has built a pregnancy wardrobe and managed to maintain your own style, I’d love to hear about it! 🙂

{ skirt } – handmade via Sophster Toaster 

{ tee } – thrifted + upcycled

{ necklace } – handmade

{ sandals } – Seychelles

 

outfit · personal style · Uncategorized · vintage

In + Out

16Oct4

You know how they say that Spring “comes in like a lion and out like a lamb”?  That may well be true in my native Chicago, but not so much here in the Sonoran Desert.  Truth be told, it’s April 11th and Spring is long since over.  Temps in the 90’s, sleeveless-ness, ice cold beverages and serious AC are the new normal until at least September here in Phoenix.  While I, the usually frozen vampire girl, love this, I do occasionally find myself longing for rain, crisp breezes and the enjoyment of budding trees and new plant growth.  Back home in the midwest, consistent “springy” weather would often hide its face until well into May (if not June), leaving the truly hot “dog days” of summer until July.

And so, with this abrupt passing of spring, I realized I hadn’t a chance yet to post any outfits from the truly “spring” weather that we briefly had from about January to March. Sweaters are now all abandoned, my closet cleaned out of anything with more than a tee sleeve, but still these looks needed documenting.  Hey, at least this is seasonally appropriate for the vast majority of anyone that would be reading this. 😉

Spring Look #1

{ sweater } – thrifted

{ skirt } – vintage 60’s, available in the shop!

{ socks } – ?

{ shoes } – vintage 70’s, thrifted

{ necklace } – handmade, Seven Finches

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Spring Look #2

{ dress } – Fair Trade, Mata Traders

{ sweater } – thrifted

{ boots } – Fiorentini & Baker

{ necklace } – handmade, Seven Finches

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Spring Look #3

{ dress } – fair trade, Mata Traders

{ top } – thrifted + upcycled

{ necklace } – vintage 40’s, inherited

{ boots } – Frye

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Spring Look #4

{ dress } – fair trade, Mata Traders

{ cardigan } – vintage 50’s, via Rabia Y Miel

{ tights } – ModCloth

{ boots } – Melissa

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In the future, I’ll try to keep up to speed a bit more.  Bring on summer, I suppose, because it has certainly arrived in my neck of the woods!

60s · 70's · styling · Uncategorized · vintage · vintage clothing

Little Bit ‘o Spring

My Spring fever is far more advanced this year than one would expect after a move to such warmer climes (Chicago transplant to Phoenix if you are just tuning in!), so I’m taking advantage of any and every nod to warmer weather that I can– especially now that it’s March!

Of all of the decades of recent fashion history, I have to say that the 60’s and 70’s really take the lead in warm weather wear– I can’t think of sunshine and iced tea without a bright print mini coming to mind.  I currently have several adorable dresses in the shop that fit this description, and will be listing one or two more in the coming week.  Check ’em out!

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One of my favorite ways to sport this coy style of dress in early spring is paired with knit tights for warmth and layered up with a sweater and jacket– this makes for a super comfortable and sharp look when the weather is a bit chilly yet for bare limbs.

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Outfit Details

{ dress } – vintage 60’s, in the shop!

{ sweater } – U.O.

{ tights } – Modcloth

{ jacket } – vintage 50’s, in the shop!

{ heels } – vintage 70’s, thrifted

50's · Enneagram · God · psychology · Uncategorized · vintage clothing

Nuance + Understanding

4Dec5

Warp speed has been achieved over the past couple of weeks, seemingly without any warning whatsoever.  In truth, this is something that I’ve prayed for– funny how bittersweet answered prayer sometimes is for us fickle humans.  Even after crying out to God for my own things going on here, now that reality is resembling that, I find myself glancing longingly back at my previous overabundance of time.  But then, would any circumstance ever satisfy?  For these reasons I am so thankful that I don’t need to find fulfillment in the temporary (as tempting as it is to try), busy or not.

Somehow I never shared this very cozy, wintery desert ensemble, though these photos are from November (I think?). There’s just something about velvet that is so easy and elegant– I’ve been pleased to see that it fits right in with the ruggedness of Arizona (or perhaps is a perfect balance to it?).  Maybe the fabric brings to mind times long past in these western territories– floor length velvet skirts, laced up leather boots… Yes, there’s something “old world” feeling about velvet.

Sometimes when I have these thoughts, there’s a flash of shame over anyone ever perceiving the above as superficial, because in reality it’s so much more than that for me.  There’s something about the way God designed my brain that seeks and senses balance, and understanding in all things– this includes aesthetics, but also things like relational dynamics, psychology and identity.  I find that my knack for mediating conflict, seeing potential in people/things and spotting missing pieces is fueled by the same part of me that notes the order in beauty, like the perfection that exists in the way soft wildflowers sidle up to hard, jagged rocks, and the way God’s word manifests in our very existence.  Perhaps it’s the logic of truth/balance that God wired into me?  I’ve spent many years sniffing around this natural tendency of mine, trying to pin it down or spell it out, and recently God has been nudging me more about it.  Last week alone I had two separate spontaneous conversations with friends that begged the question, “what purpose has God made you for?”  Even a Bible study that I am currently doing of the book of Daniel keeps peppering my mind with questions about discernment, wisdom and knowledge– the divine kind that only comes from the God of Everything.

Because I am an abundantly introspective person (I bet you couldn’t tell), I’ve spent plenty of time breaking down the mechanics of the way God designed my mind, and the potential of his design in all humans.  Be it through MBTI, Love Languages, Big Five, Enneagram or any other number of good tools, I’ve digested them all.  As they should, the pieces that each of these tools helped me to understand about myself correlate to the next– though measuring different things, they all agree at the end of the day about my general wiring.  These tools have helped confirm some overall truths about the way that I’m distinct from other humans, my sin patterns, and strengths, but they were never meant to determine or confirm something as great as God’s calling on our lives.  This is where I find myself at present.

Despite the fact that I believe God has made me to pursue understanding through the study of human motivations, I’m often frustrated with the way our culture clings to labels– perhaps its because true creation includes nuance; so a label is only a half truth (just the way C.S. Lewis said that Satan best deceives us). Humans seem to be desperate to categorize things into bite sized little boxes, in hopes of gaining control through total understanding.  This isn’t bad in and of itself, but expecting all things (including the supernatural) to fall into these strict categories can be.  As someone who has a radar and a constant thirst for understanding, I know this intimately– that if we are to truly receive these things, we must not make idols of, or seek to control them. This is a conclusion that I reached long ago in regards to Spiritual Gifts– that at the end of the day, we can identify patterns in the way that God uses us, but we must let go of our expectations + need to define in order to fully be the vessels that he desires us to be.

And introspection off. 😉 For now.

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D E T A I L S

{ d r e s s } – thrifted via Goodwill, vintage 50’s

{ t o p } – thrifted via Goodwill

{ n e c k l a c e } – handmade via Etsy

{ s h o e s } – thrifted via Poshmark