diapers and skinny jeans

in the quiet of your heart, you will hear them. little wild moments, free of judgement and fear. they are authentic, sweet girls, and they are yours. no need to be embarrassed; don't be pressured into shame. deep, deep, desires and your hopes of life and change. dreams in the night sky, dreams at the sun's rise. twirling through your headspace, everything your heart says, v i b r a t i n g  w i d l y, jotted down on a page. ____  i've been thinking a lot about my own dreams lately, the things i've been lucky enough to accomplish this year and everything i hope for 2014. the sling diaries experience has brought out the creative side of me that had been pushed to the back of my mind for a while. it has inspired me to bare everything - to have the confidence to believe in myself and manifest some of my own treasured visions to light. to contribute to something even bigger t...

whether or not we were prepared for it, the chill of winter is here. it bites and it stings, the kind of sharp air that burns your cheeks. we can all feel the certain restlessness that accompanies these coming months. the sun sets early now and most days we stay in the comforts of home. it happens every year, i will find myself sitting at my desk tap-tap-tapping my pencil with eyes blankly staring at the wall in front of me, aching to be outside and trying to build up the nerve to bundle up. the temperatures hit the lowest they've been all season and my patience was dwindling, so your papa and I took you both to the hill we visited this past summer, dressed in as many layers as we could fit underneath your tiny bodies. we parked our car, you were both napping, rubbing your eyes you squealed in delight when you realized where we were. it amazes me how a such a tiny human can have the capacity  to remember moments you've ...