Unpluggled: Y'all... for REAL

I totally got wrapped up in the kids, yesterday. Forgive me. ;)

So, I'll share my Truth and my Unplugged post with y'all, today! Thank you for the readers who have been sticking with me through my endless transition on this blog. I'm a spaz. I totally miss my outfit posts, but let's be real. You don't wanna see my collection of leggings, nursing tanks, and oversized long sleeved t-shirts, right?

Anyway, here's yesterday's truth. And it's a very sad one, at that:

Your eyes don't deceive you. My brand spankin' new iPhone 5 is shattered. SHATTERED, I tell you! Serves me right for thinking I was above getting a case. Ahem. Read: I couldn't afford a case. (You might find that contradictory to my having a brand spankin' new iPhone 5, but I sold my 4 for $16 less than I bought this one, so I barely paid for it!) I had it in my hand as I was getting Norah out of her car seat on Tuesday and, well, she thought it looked pretty awesome and knocked it out of my hand... to its driveway demise. I cried. A lot. My husband told me to calm down and that it's just a phone. Which, now, I'm dealing with it pretty well. In the moment, I said, "Seriously? Are you kidding me? If this was you, you'd be flipping out right now!" And he would have been because he's an Apple snob and a technology freakazoid. Love you, babe. So, yeah. That happened. After a few shards of glass getting stuck in my fingertips, I've decided to keep the phone AWAY from the kids and use Siri as much as possible so I can avoid typing on it. I was going to go to the Apple store this afternoon to see if they would do that one time replacement "We're Awesome" thing, but I have a conference at church, tonight, and can't make it. So.... a case? I guess.

And let's get unplugged with some verses that have really helped me through this week.

"Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and nights. No one said a word to Job, for they saw that his suffering was too great for words."

- Job 2:13

Y'all, sometimes stuff is just too much. Sometimes we just need to listen and be present for our loved ones. We want to talk everything into the ground and say all the words we can think of to make someone feel better, but when the pain is too big, only God can handle it.

"No one lights a lamp and then puts it under a basket. Instead, a lamp is placed on a stand, where it gives light to everyone in the house." 

- Matthew 5:15

I have some wonderful girlfriends who have been lamps in my life, lately. And I'm reminded that I can be the light in others' lives as long as I put God first and do everything in His name.

"And why worry about your clothing? Look at the lilies of the field and how they grow. They don't work or make their clothing." 

- Matthew 6:28

Give it to God. He'll do the rest.

"The righteous man walks in his integrity, his children are blessed after him."

- Proverbs 20:7

Give your children the gift of integrity so they learn to live with integrity.

... and the one that sticks with me each day...

"He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us."

- 2 Corinthians 1:4

I'm blessed with friends and family who have been constant support and comfort during a rough time in my life. I am so happy that they have lifted me back to the surface, reminding me of my blessings and that this season is only temporary. It is my job to continue the pattern and bless others with comfort and support.

If you're reading this, and you know who you all are, thank you for comforting me and supporting me over these last few weeks of hurdles. Coming out on top, walking alongside The Lord is pretty much the best feeling I've ever had. Ever.

And since we're keeping it so real around here, Norah and I are looking super sexyfied on this cold, rainy day!

Happy Friday! I hope everyone has a fun, safe weekend!

Something I Ate: Zoe's Kitchen

For the love of all delicious things... There's a restaurant called Zoe's Kitchen that we just got down here. Apparently it's a pretty big chain. I'm so glad it made its way to my little city, because OH.MY.GOSH. Can we say, "Yummy?" This is the orzo tabouli salad with veggie kebabs. My mouth is watering and I had it two days ago. I want to go back and try everything on the menu, including their fresh, in-house hummus. LOVE some good hummus! 

It's been a rough week, friends. Between not sleeping much, struggling to keep up with the house, finding out Norah is cutting her first two teeth (I literally just found them this morning), and breaking a very special piece of my every day life (that'll be tomorrow's Truth post), I was so thankful that my husband took a night off last night and took care of the girls so I could go out with my friends. It was a much needed evening away from my usual responsibilities and a great way to get even a tiny grasp on my entire identity. 

Do you ever lose yourself?

The Girls

These little muffins are hard work. But I love them so, so much. They make my reason for being on this earth so apparent. Norah is sleep training right now, which if you've ever had to do it with your kids, you know it's hell and you know I'm exhausted. Thank goodness for coffee from E on my doorstep last night. The decaf isn't gonna get me through this business.

Apparently the decaf isn't working for her, either...

Diapers, diapers, diapers... Last night, amidst the sleep training madness, soothing, crying, soothing, nursing, rocking, singing, rocking... I forgot I had to do diaper laundry. At 11pm, I remembered we had no clean diapers left. This was my pile of work at 2am. 

And Sadie girl... Oh, Sadie. Pearls to school, today. And dogs in the car, clearly. She has a different buddy in the car every morning, but poodle (to her left, your right) is consistent.

Happy Tuesday!

Something I Wore: Momiform

Sorry for my week-long, unintended hiatus last week. We're sleep training Norah and it.is.HARD. Sadie was such a great sleeper from the beginning and, well, Norah is the opposite. Sadie also didn't nurse. I have my own theories about that, four years later. But with her, I pumped for 12 months. Dedication, I tell ya. Norah is pretty much attached to me from the time she starts getting drowsy until she's passed out. And if I pull her away any earlier, she screams. The second I lay her down in the crib, she screams. I don't mean tired whimpering or even normal, fussy crying. I mean SCREAMING. I'm not built for that business. Cannot do "Cry it Out." I don't think it's mean or anything. And if it works for your family, that's perfect. Lucky you. My nerves don't go there.

Another thing my nerves don't do is get dressed in the morning. You know, because I'm up with ze small one all night. Sleep training is not restful for parents. That said, this is how I DO get dressed. I have 2-3 of these lumberjackie looking deals that are super warm and comfortable. They each get worn at least once a week with which ever pair of jeans is closest to arm's reach while I'm readying two small children. Voila. I'm dressed. I guess this is sort of a confession of sorts, huh?

Forgive me.

 shirt & jeans: Old Navy, shoes: Toms, necklace: heirloom, smile: fake (because I'm really sleeping)

Oh, all of the unflattery... This shirt does NOTHING for my curves. But, like I said, it sure is warm and cozy. Happy Monday to you all! Hopefully you got your pick-me-up this morning. I waited in line at Starbucks for my skinny vanilla latte until the little one decided she just wasn't having it anymore. I left after waiting for too long and I was empty-handed. All I've got at home is decaf. Yay.