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  • Expecting Eloise, Our Birth Story

    by Britt

    My sweet Eloise, As we approach your first birthday, I needed to take the time to write down what I remember of what it was like to wait for you, and record the details of the day you finally arrived. Before we know it, you’ll be one, five, eighteen, and that day will be a long ago memory, replaced with new ones of you…...

    March 11, 2019
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    Personal

  • The Good and Bad of Disneyland Paris

    by Britt

    What we loved and what we didn't.

    September 1, 2017
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    disney, europe, TRAVEL

  • Ode to Iceland

    by Britt

    Photo highlights from the Land of Fire and Ice

    August 18, 2017
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    europe, TRAVEL

  • 5 Days in London

    by Britt

    A photographic journey

    August 5, 2017
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    europe, TRAVEL

  • Warner Bros. Studio Tour London: The Making of Harry Potter

    by Britt

    A world of magic—and a film buff's dream.

    July 28, 2017
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    europe, TRAVEL, Uncategorized

  • Paris, Mon Amour: A Photo Diary

    by Britt

    A (briefly tumultuous) love story

    July 21, 2017
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    europe, TRAVEL

  • Exploring Montenegro by Car

    by Britt

    One week in Europe's hidden gem

    April 10, 2017
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    TRAVEL

  • The Blue Ridge Parkway in Photos

    by Britt

    Highlights from the ultimate road trip

    September 2, 2016
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    TRAVEL, United States

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Expecting Eloise, Our Birth Story

Published by Britt

My sweet Eloise, As we approach your first birthday, I needed to take the time to write down what I remember of what it was like to wait for...

March 11, 2019
Comments 0
Personal

The Good and Bad of Disneyland Paris

Published by Britt

What we loved and what we didn't.

September 1, 2017
Comments 0
disney, europe, TRAVEL

Ode to Iceland

Published by Britt

Photo highlights from the Land of Fire and Ice

August 18, 2017
Comment 1
europe, TRAVEL

5 Days in London

Published by Britt

A photographic journey

August 5, 2017
Comments 0
europe, TRAVEL

Warner Bros. Studio Tour London: The Making of Harry Potter

Published by Britt

A world of magic—and a film buff's dream.

July 28, 2017
Comment 1
europe, TRAVEL, Uncategorized

Paris, Mon Amour: A Photo Diary

Published by Britt

A (briefly tumultuous) love story

July 21, 2017
Comments 0
europe, TRAVEL

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Even the baby knows it’s Monday. 😴
It’s an amazing 75 DEGREES here in DC today, so we took Eloise to a playground close to our neighborhood that we’ve walked past countless times over the last eight years, but totally forgot about. When she saw the other babies, she was all like, “be cool Mom, my friends are here. Actually, why don’t you just come back and pick me up later.” 😂 🌸 #springindc #dcliving #babysimi
Today is brought to you by the letter E 🐘
I finally finished writing my birth story today, its details becoming less vivid as nearly a year has gone by. Looking through these images has me so weepy! It’s not that I’m not excited for Eloise to turn 1—my greatest wish for her is to grow and thrive, and it’s amazing to witness her becoming this little, world-discovering human. It’s just that I can’t believe how quickly it’s all gone by. Her birth up until now feels like one epically long, drawn out day. I’m having trouble reconciling that tiny red little newborn who absolutely needed me, with this rambunctious almost-toddler who is becoming more independent by the day. Sometimes I feel for the soft spot on her head, as a reminder that she’s still so little. Still a baby, though it feels like just barely. I think back on all the moments that I wished the time away: I can’t wait until she can hold her own head up, can’t wait for her to sit on her own, to crawl, to stand. Always the rush to the next milestone. I think I just wanted to know that she was OK, growing and learning as she was supposed to. These last few weeks, though, I’ll try hard not to rush. She can take her time learning to walk. I’ll stop (well, I’ll try to stop) looking to see if she’s cut any teeth. I plan to soak up every waking moment (and there are a lot of waking moments) of her infancy, because, in less than a month, she won’t be an infant, anymore. I’m excited for the next year ahead, but I’m so nostalgic—and grateful—for the year that was. 💕
Happy #internationalwomensday to my baby girl. May you grow STRONG and be filled with the kind of CONFIDENCE that inspires everyone around you. May you seek SUPPORT in a community of women, and offer that support in return. May you know your WORTH, and never let anyone make you question it. May you LOVE yourself, most of all, and spread love in return. Here’s to all the women, and especially my community of mamas out there. You make me feel strong and supported, and I hope I can do the same for you, too. 💕 #iwd2019
Our baby girl is eleven months old today. How?! It feels like she was born only yesterday (I really need to write down my birth story before I forget the details). Each day she greets us as a richer little person, always showing off something new. She’s perfected the art of the point, telling us where she wants to go, what she wants to play with, and, mostly, what she wants to eat (she knows where we keep the Cheerios, and if you utter that word during mealtime, forget whatever it is that mama has cooked). She’s SO mischievous—unapologetically so. She’ll look you right in the eye while she does something she knows she’s not supposed to. She’s still rocking that toothless grin, but can chew with the best of ‘em, and is beginning to make moves towards walking, though she’s not there quite yet. She refuses to say “mama,” though she definitely knows how, instead opting to call all of her favorite things “dada” (including her dad). She’s sassing me already, though if you ask my own mom, I probably deserve it. 😂 She watches Sesame Street while eating snacks on the couch, so I guess I’ve fully given in to that one (she looks so cute doing it, it’s tough to resist). She sleeps in our bed. 🤦🏻‍♀️ She terrorizes the cat. And she gives the world’s best, coziest snuggles. Oh how we love you, our sweet Eloise. What a joy it is to watch you grow! 💕
I love this photo of Eloise and her dad watching the Champions League game yesterday, but only posted it to my stories because lately I’ve been feeling ashamed that I allow her to watch TV. 📺 Being an at-home and working mom (I wouldn’t give up either for anything), combined with my priorities like ensuring all of Ellie’s meals are homemade and keeping a clean home (that one much less successfully, ask Jesse 😂), means that we’re familiarizing ourselves with Sesame Street a little earlier than planned. Tell me #mamatribe, does the mom guilt ever end? The answer is no, right? Still, I love the way she squeals when she sees Elmo, and I love that she’s keeping our dreams of being a soccer family (albeit rooting for different teams) alive ⚽️, so those moments—and capturing them on camera—make me feel just a bit better. (That was just a really long way of saying, this pic is just too good not to share 💕).
The Mama-Mini photos are coming along nicely. 🤦🏻‍♀️👶🏻
Narwhal: The Unicorn of the sea. 🦄 🌊

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