This is my very first blog post and I’m not super sure what to write but some article on the internet told me it’s important to have an introductory post, even if it’s long and rambling and probably sucks. So here it is!
Sometimes I worry that the way that I write online or via text comes across super nerdy or goofy, but I think that’s actually just the way I sound in real life, so who cares. (Also, if you’re reading this on your phone, I can’t quite get the site and the logo to look quite right but I’ll just straighten it out eventually. My husband and sister-in-law told me to just MAKE IT HAPPEN regardless so who cares again.)
Okay, so about me – My name is Carlee, and I’m a mama and wife and I love birth ( a lot), babies, clothing (a lot), cooking, making a home. I’m basically the opposite of what you think a stereotypical feminist is, because my entire life revolves solely around everything that is traditionally a woman’s role or interest, but I still consider myself a femininst. I am 1000% a woman’s woman, and I love to surround myself with women who are strong and kind and who love Jesus. I believe the hand that rocks the cradle rules the world, and that “women’s work” is the most important kind. Men and women together, equal, make the family, the community, the church, the world. We cannot thrive, or even survive, without each other. Real strong belief over here, having little women to raise and all.
I’m married to a really cool man named Dete who’s extroverted and inherently popular and frustratingly good at everything, but we still get along (usually, haha). He is the best girl dad there is, he puts up with my type 4/type 7 personality, and loves us really well.
He’s hot, I know. He’s a carpenter and site super for a commercial construction company *insert hammer emoji* who works like 1,000 hours a week but has somehow managed to find time to be my baby daddy.
Our two babies are called Esme and Blaire. They are adorable and gorgeous and hilarious and also the cause of 95% of my tears, stretch marks, stress, and anger (that’s you, almost 3 year old Esme). We, like, realllllly love them. I mean, they both have dimples. It’s intense.
I stay home with them, and right now and for the last few months we travel out of town a lot for Dete’s work, and that’s hard. Before that, he would go out of town without us, and that was harder. Dete missed a lot of both of my pregnancies and a lot of Esme’s first year of life. He was there for the best bits though, the births and the newborn stages and the birthdays and Christmases, and that time I miscarried (not a best bit, but an important one to be there for). We know a lot about compromise and hard stuff for only 5+ years of marriage. Doesn’t everyone though?
Anyway, we live in a small city in a house built in 1912, that I’ll probably show lots of on this blog because we’re always halfway through a reno on it. #oldhouseprobs
We are NOT outdoorsy (I grew up on a horse farm so I still get the street cred ), but we’re like…. half crunchy. We recycle religiously and don’t own a microwave, but we still eat hamburgers and stuff. In Dete’s very limited free time, if our children sleep and leave us to ourselves, we can usually be found doing face masks, zoning out on our phones, and cooking great food, and sometimes not great at all food. Like I said.. not outdoorsy.
We really love Jesus and I hope that shows through in this space. I hope that you connect to anything I write, if it’s just about decor or something really deep, like love and loss and the Gospel. I know there’s this weird internet rule that you’re supposed to assign a “niche” to your blog, but I am muuuulllllti-passionate (is that the word?) and this is my real life, so screw that. Also, I’ve been wanting to start this blog since July 2018 but I just couldn’t get my stuff together and allow myself to be a beginner and not amazing at something but I’ve finally just DONE it! If you like life and love and birth and clothing and children and homemaking and pretty stuff, then I hope you think this is cool and you connect with me in any way.
OKAY THAT’S OVER THANKS BYE!