Faith & Family, Home DecorFavorite Things Gallery Wall November 7, 2017 I know it’s been longer than usual without a post, friends, and this seems like a fitting one to start back with. As I said in our living room reveal post, we have so few walls for art in this house. It’s small and open, so I wanted to maximize what I could. So much of the goal for this house was purpose and meaning, so I knew I wanted meaningful art and more family photos than I’ve had in previous homes. I wanted this wall that welcomes you right inside the door and the main view from the living room to be filled with meaning for our family. I went back and forth between calling it My Favorite Things Wall and My Reminder Wall in my head because I really wanted it to be both: a wall filled with our favorite things BECAUSE of what they reminded us of. I decided to do this wall several months ago as we were moving in and God knew what He was doing. I was in a great place then, but I didn’t know a season was soon coming where I would cling to these reminders that filled this main wall of our home. It’s been a bit of a rough season these last few months. August was the first month where I started to really notice changes in my mood that I couldn’t seem to “fix.” Obviously, our family had a ton of change during the spring and summer, but all of it was behind us…so why was I just starting to struggle? I figured I was just tired. I mean we did some crazy things…sure they were worth it for many reasons, but crazy nonetheless. And I crashed. Since then, I’ve been on a bit of a roller coaster. I’ve had a lot of emotional ups and downs and keep telling Chris that I feel like I’m on a hamster wheel. I’ll “conquer” one thing and have a good day or two, then I’m right back down about the same things. I haven’t felt like myself in many ways for awhile now, or at least not for very long. I think what’s most upsetting is how I’ve started to question myself, what I know to be true, and how we felt certain God was using us as a family. In so many ways, I feel like I did after Rosie when my thyroid struggles began, but I keep having it checked and all of that is regulated this time around. After a lot of talking with other mama friends, I’ve realized that some level of postpartum depression/anxiety has set in. I’ve been broken down with my hormones all over the place and am weaker than usual to fight off the lies that always come. And during this season, they’ve wreaked havoc on me and where I find my value. So many lies and questions about my work mainly have flooded in. I have so much less time to devote to it now with two. It seems I’m often dropping balls everywhere and I just have such dreams for this baby of mine and so few are possible in this stage. With my dreamer nature, it’s hard to see purpose in something when I feel like I can barely chip away at the dream list. I’d spent a long time adjusting and accepting what little time I had for work after Rosie came and now with two, I’m realizing that’s cut in half. Also, coming on the heels of so much spiritual refining and changing of our hearts this last year (I detailed this in Our Story #5), a lot of doubts about the purpose of what I do have come as well. Why does this even matter? Is it just contributing to the rampant materialism and comparison our world is now filled with? Is there a shred of good in it? I’m sharing this today for a couple of reasons. First off, I’ve felt called from the very beginning to share our life and my heart with you. I feel like too often, we keep personal things too private. The problem with that arises when others with similar struggles feel isolated and alone. Our sharing can help create community and take that away. Also, I have to say thank you to all of you. Every single time that I’ve been in a really bad mental place with these lies, God has nudged one of you to send a comment about the purpose you’ve found here. It isn’t me. I gave up trying to write this thing a long time ago after failing miserably so many times. Anything that y’all find here is Jesus, pure and simple. I know I’m broken and don’t do a perfect job at this, but all I want is for Him to use it as He sees fit. The fact that it also helps put food on our table is a blessing that I really can’t wrap my head around. He’s just too good…more than we can imagine. I’ve saved those comments and have read many of them over and over. I’ve never seen your faces, I only know your names and the kind words you sent my way, but God used you to bring me out of dark moments and back into His truth-filled light. I’m grateful for the community God has woven together here and that even though none of you knew I was struggling in this way, He still used your words and hearts to remind me of His purpose and plan and the role this blog plays in that. I’ve sat down to write posts so many times throughout these last few weeks and just haven’t had the words. God is working on me so deeply through this time. He’s reminding me of my status as His chosen, beloved daughter. He’s reminding me of my extreme value to Him completely separate from anything I do for work. He’s reminding me that though I’m broken, drop balls, and do seemingly very little right these days, He is a steadfast provider who can take my broken shreds and turn them into a beautifully woven and complete tapestry that has purpose and that He uses to change lives in the name of Jesus. I’m trying to give myself a lot of grace and time, which isn’t the easiest thing for me to do. But while I’m walking through these dark days of questioning, as strange as it sounds, He’s used this wall in our living room to help get me through. When I look up at it, I see the wonder He’s filled my life with, the unique gifts He’s given me and tasked me to use for His glory, and I see the vision we feel He’s given us for our life. Here is what made it onto this reminder wall. They were first on the list to fill this wall. Photo after photo of this family God has entrusted to me and tasked me with caring for…it’s good stuff, y’all. I’ve always heard the design rule that you don’t use family photos in a well-designed room or in a living room. They’re for private spaces instead of where you would entertain guests. Really? Who are we designing our homes for? The funny thing is, I always thought that rule was dumb. I’ve never believed in or followed design rules and yet I’ve subscribed to this one without even meaning to. I’ve hardly ever used family photos in our homes. I love colorful art that is just perfect for a space and with my love of design, that’s always been my first go-to. It makes me so sad now reflecting back on all of the beautiful spaces I designed that we loved, but were lacking the faces of who I designed them for. No more. Looking up and seeing photos of my partner in this life, remembering how God brought us together and wrote a story of adventure with us we could’ve never dreamed up or planned on our own uplifts me. Seeing the faces of my two babies reminds me daily of my purpose in this season that I wouldn’t trade for anything. They are so worth it all. That sign at the top has our first address on it, the one where it all began. I made it for Chris for our first Christmas. I love having it here. It reminds me every time I look at it of the crazy adventure God sent us on that I still can’t believe when I look back at it. Recently with all I’ve been questioning about our life and my work, Chris has kept telling me to go back and watch The White Buffalo Story videos I did back in the spring. It’s funny, you wouldn’t think I’d need to re-watch those. I mean it’s our story after all. But wow. God’s used them in big ways this last week to remind me of how He’s gifted us and how He’s using us. He’s using them to reignite His purpose in my heart and this sign reminds me of all of it. Gifts, Calling, Purpose, Adventure, Freedom…the list goes on and on. This old painting of a little white church has long been a favorite of mine. Growing up, I remember always seeing it at my grandparents’ house and a few years ago, they gave it to me to have and to remember them by. While I love it just because it was theirs and it brings up a lot of happy childhood memories, it goes so much deeper than that. You see my grandparents are special, special people. My grandfather has been a pastor for 65 years. He’ll retire this year at the age of 83. The ministry they’ve had together is staggering. Their ministry has spanned states and people of all walks of life. They’re masters at taking churches in need and loving them back to a thriving place. But even more powerful to me than their ministry in churches is simply how they live every single day. Every single person they come into contact with they love on. They’re the people who literally never meet a stranger. Even now, when you go out to eat with them, within minutes they know the waitress’ name, her kids’ names, and a good bit of her life story. They look people in the eye, they ask questions, they tell them in love, “You matter.” They’re never in a hurry when it comes to loving on people, no matter who that person is. And that is something Chris and I both have been so touched by. It’s how we want to live, it’s how I want to see every single interaction God brings my way. I have a long, long way to go, but this is my prayer. They’re leaving a beautiful legacy of loving others and I love having this reminder here on this wall every time I leave the house. “Love others. They matter.” This blog wasn’t born out of a way to make money. It wasn’t born out of trying to follow trends or please readers. It was born out of a simple love of creating that God put firmly in my heart. I have loved the art of creating since I was young and as an adult trying to make our first home on nothing but pennies and a prayer, getting creative was a necessity. First off, that meant that my first choice for a space was hardly ever possible. I had to think outside the box. That tall abstract taped to the wall above? Yeah, that’s an Anthropologie shopping bag. I finished this entire wall with meaningful pieces and I was determined not to put anything up here because it looked pretty or filled a space if it didn’t mean something, if it didn’t spark something deep inside. But this long space was empty and driving me crazy! I bought a few dishtowels for the kitchen, (will be shared so soon! yay!) at Anthropologie and after bringing them home, couldn’t throw away the bag. I loved it so much. I had it sitting on this console for a few days and I realized how much I liked the colors in this space. Inspiration struck, I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut it open/apart. Wouldn’t you know it, it was the exact size and shape I needed. So I taped it up and have loved it…think outside the box. Y’all may remember that set of three blue abstracts up top from our Shed Turned Screened Porch. Those were a similar situation as the gift bag. The day before photographing the reveal, I couldn’t find anything to fill an empty space and I needed a set of three. I had some blank canvases, got outside that afternoon and had the absolute best time painting something for our space. I’ve never really taken art classes and don’t remotely claim to be an “artist”, but painting is something I’ve fallen in love with in recent years. It’s one thing I started doing just for me, just for the love of creating. And that floral. I love the changing seasons and I love florals. I decided to paint a new floral each season for this little spot to remind me to just create….not for the blog, not for a big reveal, but because it makes me feel like me, most in tune with who God, the ultimate creator, made me to be. Painting this cotton-filled floral for fall is some of the most fun I’ve had in months. I LOVE celebrating the change of seasons too, so this is a fun way for me to get in the spirit as well. So many pieces up here fit in this category. They spark special memories. But there are a few I want to touch on. Do y’all remember the “Waiting on Rosie” paintings? I got it in my head the afternoon before my water broke the next morning that our house had to have the abstract paintings I’d been envisioning for awhile. Like, she just couldn’t be born and live in a house that didn’t have that! Hello, last burst of crazy nesting energy! That was the first time I’d ever really painted and I spent an afternoon spread out on our backyard picnic table experimenting and creating with no pressure, no end goal in mind. It was beautiful and if I look back, I really believe that act started shaping how I viewed design thereafter…more meaning, less perfection. So seeing it there brings back a lot of good, inspiring memories. And that blue floral down in the corner. I bought that for Rosie’s nursery when I was expecting her. It was the first thing I found for our little girl and I actually found it before we knew she was a girl! But I was so drawn to it and I just felt this peace that it was hers. When I look at it, it reminds me so much of the girl I was before mama….the girl that dreamed of nothing more than having babies to love on each day, to raise up to know Jesus…pigtails to make and cookies to bake, tears to wipe and boo-boos to kiss. There was nothing I wanted more. Now, when I have hard days, remembering that girl and all of her motherhood dreams overwhelms me with so much gratitude. While the eternal impact and purpose of motherhood has been more and more revealed to me over time, I got it back then. And I craved it. And while there isn’t a day that goes by now without moments of pure bliss and thankfulness (though some days it may only be a fleeting second amidst the chaos), it’s so easy for the joy and purpose of what I’m doing to be lost. It’s so easy to resent my seemingly “on-hold” dreams. It’s so easy to miss the eternal impact in the mountain of diapers. And this reminds me. Being mama is my greatest calling and my greatest gift right now, and it is one I prayed for, longed for, and dreamed about for many years. At the end of the day, if not one thing on the to-do list is done but loving them well, we’re going to plop that day firmly in the WIN column. A few days ago, a new sweet friend at church asked me how I was doing. The usual me would give a forced smile and say “I’m good, doing just fine. How are you?” though I was crying out inside. And lately, God has been wrecking that keep it together part of me and saying “Be real!” Before I could answer her, I teared up and launched into a bit of what had been going on lately. She so lovingly encouraged me from her wise, mother-of-four perspective and I felt God moving and lifting the burden from my shoulders with each of her words. She said something so profound and it hit me deep down in the dark places we often don’t share with others…the places that say “Is this motherhood thing enough for me?” “Am I enough to do this well?” The place where the lies live and take root and grow if we let them… Her words of encouragement were water to my parched soul in that moment and I’ve been telling myself this over and over since. There is such beauty in this thing called motherhood, but it’s messy. It’s filled with crazy, raging hormones, tantrum-throwing toddlers seeking independence, endless crumbs on the floor…it isn’t pretty. But oh, it is just so beautiful. And this wall and the pieces of our life represented here reminds me just how beautiful it is. One thing I didn’t touch on that’s one of my very favorite things on the wall is my new letterboard! It’s the only thing I purchased for this wall (other than some plain white frames for family photos). I’ve wanted one for so long and I love having it here to change out the reminders over time for whatever we need: something seasonal, scripture, song lyrics, a poem…I found it on Amazon for a great price compared to others I’d seen! I had no clue how expensive these could be until I started searching for one. And now I need to change out that October quote…we’ll get there! It’s a journey, right? Maybe this new favorite quote above needs some time on the letterboard. Thanks so much, friends…for listening today and for being the vessels God used to encourage me. After weeks of not having words, this post sure felt good to write.
Jessica says November 7, 2017 at 7:45 pm This post is so similar to the feelings I had a couple years ago. A couple months before we turned 30, my husband got a job offer at his company that would move us from everyone and everything we knew in CA to New Jersey. We felt like it was the right decision and it ended up being the right move since his CA office was all laid off a few months after our move. We had a 3-year-old and a 7-month-old baby when we moved. My husband had to be in NJ a few months before me to start work and I stayed behind to sell our house and wrap up loose ends. We moved into a hotel for a month while closing on our house. That first 6 months were really hard and lonely. I felt like the move had taken up so much of our life that we missed out on a lot of the baby stage with my daughter. My husband worked crazy hours during that time and we lost a beloved parent during those first 6 months too. Looking back on it, I can’t imagine how we got through everything… but we did and we are so much stronger and happier now. We feel more and more with each day that this move was the best thing for us. So from a momma that’s on the other side (my baby is now almost 3!), I’m sending you lots of love and support. The rough periods make us so much stronger and cherish the good ones even more. Hang in there! xoxox Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 10:01 pm Thank you so much for sharing this Jessica! So many people have shared exactly what you did – seasons of struggle yield fruit. I love that you said that season was so hard, but you came out stronger and happier! That is amazing! It sounds like an incredibly rough season, but so happy that in the end, it was absolutely the right thing. Isn’t it funny when we can look back thankful for struggles that during them felt so hard and pointless? Already with some things that have happened, I am so grateful for this struggle because I feel God using it to shape me not into my old, pre-Dax self, but to something better, stronger, more assured of her talents and purpose and who she was created to be. It’s a wonderful feeling even though it’s taken a rough patch to get there. Reply
Jessica says November 9, 2017 at 8:20 am I’m so glad to hear it! Everything that has happened in our life so far, I’ve looked back and realized how purposeful and important these events were in shaping who we are and what our lives look like at this point. I realize, every single prayer I’ve said has been answered in a way that I couldn’t fathom but has always led to peace. Good luck on this ever-evolving journey! Reply
Christie says November 7, 2017 at 11:29 pm My kids are out of the baby years, but I learned to give myself much more grace as long as a little someone was in diapers, using a car seat, nursing, not sleeping through the night, unable to get their own drinking water, etc. An older mom told me when I had babies that we are just like our babies … we feel upset if we are hungry or tired. I read your blog because I think you are doing awesome things with your kids and with your home. The Lord will lead you … he gently leads those who have little ones. He knows how needy we are! Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 9:58 pm Thank you Christie! That is such a good reminder. I’m trying to remind myself that Dax is so little! He isn’t remotely sleeping through the night – crazy sleep regression these last three weeks, my hormones are still crazy I know, and this really different new phase is just beginning. I need to hear that! Those things take so much out of you – trying to give all the grace! Reply
Holly Sharp says November 8, 2017 at 6:54 am Lindsey! Transitioning from one to two kiddos is SO HARD. This was by far the hardest momma transition I’ve had yet. (We’re expecting #4, so I’ll get back to you if that holds up!). Keep listening to God; have grace with yourself; rely on your community. And remember that He didn’t make a mistake when he gave you the desires and gifts you have! Thanks for being honest and sharing. Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 9:57 pm Aww Holly, how did I miss y’all were expecting #4!!!! I hadn’t seen that announcement and that is so exciting! I am so happy for you! So many people have told me that was their hardest transition! It does make sense! 1 changes everything, but with Rosie, there were still pockets of time left. Now with two, there are none. Someone ALWAYS needs mama, sometimes two screaming someones do at the same time haha! So excited for your growing family and thank you so much for the encouragement today! Reply
cassie bustamante says November 8, 2017 at 9:27 am love this wall, and have been where you are and am kind of still there…. juggling so much and not really feeling like i am succeeding at anything. i am also doubting myself, my skills, and i am sure there are always so many people who are way better than me so then what do i do? i don’t know- still figuring it out! but like you, i believe sharing helps to get our feelings out, connect with people who feel the same and need to know they aren’t alone, and sometimes it helps to clear my head and make the path clearer. wishing you all the best- you’re a good person with so much to offer, but you are right to give what you have to the little people who need you most. 🙂 oh, and love the wall and all the meaning to it! Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 9:55 pm Cassie!!!! So happy to read this and girl, no one else does what you do! As long as I’ve known you, I’ve always thought you were so incredibly unique, so incredibly you. So few in this world we work in can say that! Seriously, you have a path all your own that I have no doubt is being used! Thanks so much for the encouragement and glad to know you! It’s been so long since we talked! Way too long 🙂 Reply
Hannah says November 8, 2017 at 9:54 am Hi Lindsay! I haven’t ever commented before but reading this post just drew me to let you know how much you have inspired me the last few months. 🙂 I don’t know you but I feel like we are in such a similar place. I have recently moved my family into a much MUCH smaller space about 7 hours from anyone we know and was so discouraged by the space set before me among all the other heavy thoughts that come with big changes and the searching they bring. I happened on your Instagram a couple of months ago which led me to your blog. I think I sat for several hours after bedtime that night and read all of your renovation posts (and felt like a creeper for doing so. Haha) Your honesty and openness has given me hope for my own situation and reminded me how important it is to create a home for my family to learn and grow and thrive. You have reminded me of my calling into this whole motherhood thing – with my own little blonde Rosie! For real, our shared daughters’ name was one of the first things that made me keep reading. I thought oh, this girl’s got taste in names! I am not a designer by any means but hearing your perspective makes me want to create a space of rest and renewal for the ones that I love. Sorry for rambling, just wanted to say thanks for reaching out even through your struggle. I appreciate you. 🙂 Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 9:53 pm Oh Hannah! I’m so so thankful that you decided to comment today! I needed to hear your sweet words so badly! I can’t believe you too have a blond Rosie! Oh my goodness, that warms my heart! Yay! Rosies are the best 🙂 And how cool that y’all are on a similar journey…it’s funny…it’s clearly been hard as I shared here, but man, it’s been amazing too. There’s so much I want to share about living smaller that I will soon. It’s surprised me how much I’ve liked it and how little I miss! Thank you so much, seriously. I feel like I don’t have words enough to tell you how much your sweet comment meant to me! Reply
Austin says November 8, 2017 at 11:41 am Sitting at my desk reading this, and tears filled my eyes. I’m not a mother, but I have struggled with anxiety for most of my life, more severely in the last few years, and I wouldn’t wish that experience on anyone. I want to firmly tell you (if we were together and close enough friends for this to be appropriate, I’d take your face in my hands ha ha) that this space you’ve created is GOOD. It has MEANING and PURPOSE. In so many ways, you inspire me for my future home while also helping me appreciate what I have. The deliberate choices you and Chris have made in living “small” and being good stewards are so convicting to me and help me, a new wife who’s also trying to make those decisions. I don’t feel less than or broken down after I read your posts like many others can cause me to feel (no offense to them). You truly bring joy to my days and encourage my own creativity. The Lord is clearly working so many things through you, and I can say with certainty He is using you to impact others. So much love for you, Internet friend. 🙂 Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 9:50 pm OH AUSTIN. And now I have tears sitting at my computer! Thank you, thank you, thank you. For so long, you have been the sweetest encouragement to me in this space and I cannot thank you enough for your kind words here. I know that we can’t fully control how others respond to something we post or say or do, I feel a big responsibility in it…do my part well with a pure heart and be aware of how people might respond to what I’m sharing. Hearing how you feel leaving this just kills me in the best way. It’s what I hope so deeply inside, but often don’t believe is happening. Satan is crafty like that. The fact you’ve felt that is 100% God moving and I am so grateful for that! Needed your sweet affirmation today and I’m just so grateful! Reply
Rachel Winchester says November 8, 2017 at 12:49 pm It’s so clear your words are heart felt as I have tears in my eyes from reading the bit about motherhood being beautiful but not pretty. Ever since you first shared this wall on IG, I’ve loved it and could tell it is full of meaning. So I especially love knowing all the details. Keep pressing on! And thank you for sharing the beauty of motherhood even when it doesn’t feel or look pretty up close. I’m right there with you and so appreciate what you said about the girl you were before babies. Yes yes yes! I often think about how these are the days I hoped and longed for for so many years and how easy it is to wish them away or be jaded by the difficulties that come with having babies and raising children. But it truly is a gift & reminders of that are so important to keep before us. Now, I especially want to have more family pictures up on our walls before baby #2 comes! Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 9:47 pm Yes, Rachel! Put those pictures up! I was doing this wall as you shared that photo on Instagram about how your mom always had family photos up and I loved it! Such good affirmation and those are the things that really count! So excited for y’all and this season expecting a sweet little girl! It’s funny. While this season has clearly been difficult in many ways, Dax is the brightest spot I could imagine. Every time I see him, I literally tear up. He is so wonderful, such a perfect addition to our family…I have no clue how we functioned without him! Isn’t it amazing how such complex emotions can all exist together? Anyway, your family has such wonder coming your way friend!!! Thank you for your encouragement! Reply
Lani says November 8, 2017 at 2:22 pm You and your blog have really inspired me this year – in many ways. As I expect our second baby to arrive in January (another girl!) I will remember your wall, your words, and that even in the hard days God is moving and making something beautiful. You are valued and making a difference! Even from afar. Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 9:45 pm OH Lani. Thank you so much for your heartfelt, kind words. It means so much to know that God is using this in some way…while I love it, it’s so hard to find time for it now and as I said in the post, I really struggle not doing things “well” in my mind. It’s been cool to see that God can multiply tiny little efforts and that He is working in the smallest things we’re able to do. Congratulations on your daughter! I SO thought Dax was a girl and while it’s weird to think about now because our family does feel perfect, I was really excited about having two little girls together – such a special relationship 🙂 Maybe one day! Treasure it!! Reply
Connie says November 8, 2017 at 6:24 pm I am a mother and grandmother. I still have some very long days where I wonder if I am enough. I have known for awhile that motherhood does not end when the children become adults. We are still needed to be there for them. The motherhood quote that you have shared is wonderful. It reminds me of somethings that my beautiful, new mom, working daughter-in-law is going through right now. I plan to share it with her. Thanks so much for your heartfelt post. Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 9:43 pm Aww Connie, that is so beautiful! Motherhood is forever 🙂 I can see that so clearly with how much I need my own mom! So happy that resonated with you and thank you so much for sharing this encouragement! Reply
Brooke says November 8, 2017 at 7:10 pm What a beautiful post! And I love that quote! Being a mama is so beautiful but so hard and messy sometimes. We have a 2.5 year old and a 4 month old and moved into a new house that we are renovating. So messy! It’s hard to find time to get things done around the house. You’re doing a great job….keep up the good work! Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 9:42 pm Oh Brooke, your life sounds eerily familiar to me hahaha! Exactly what we just did! Prayers for you girl! It really wasn’t bad in the moment and was like “wow, I’m handling all of this craziness so well, hahaha! Then I crashed 🙂 Reply
Deborah Delosreyes says November 8, 2017 at 8:33 pm I am so sorry you are dealing with PPD. I too had PPD after the birth of my 3rd child. Be kind to yourself, accept help and remember this too shall pass. Depression and anxiety can be tough and you need to listen to your body and take care of yourself. Hugs from VA. Reply
Lindsay says November 8, 2017 at 9:41 pm Thank you so much, Deborah! It’s so encouraging to hear from women who’ve struggled with similar things! 🙂 Reply
Holly says November 8, 2017 at 11:04 pm Lindsay, I think that the creativity that the Lord placed in you is all a means to serve and glorify Him… it’s all a representation of the things He made anyway right? It does have purpose! I have felt the same though, and that’s the response I keep coming back to. I too have two small ones, a barely three year old and an eighteen month old, and I know it’s so tough (but sweet). Hang in there because I can see these days flying past and know they’re such a gift! Your work is not for nothing! Reply
AmandaKB says November 9, 2017 at 6:05 pm Sorry I’m a little late on commenting. I just wanted to let you know that I so appreciate your honesty, and I love this blog. Girl, we are our own worst enemies sometimes, aren’t we? Why do we do that? Thinking we aren’t enough. We ARE enough. We all do the best we can. Our best one day won’t always be our best the next day or the day after that. And that’s okay! Each day, month, year, season comes with it’s unique triumphs and challenges. You are doing awesome things… doing your best to listen to God’s voice in your life, being a loving wife to Chris, raising those beautiful babes, creating beauty around you, and sharing your heart with all of us. As others have said above, I want you to know I appreciate it!!! Reply
Sandee says November 10, 2017 at 2:07 pm Lindsay,. I hope you are seeing a doctor for your PPD. I don’t have children but have suffered with depression for years. Please know how much joy your posts give me…..I love watching your family grow and appreciate your honesty. You and Chris are such special people…..I would be proud to call you my kids. Reply
Shea Harrigan says January 17, 2018 at 11:57 pm Beautiful, beautiful post ? So refreshing to read ? Thank you for being open! Reply