Knit with Love

In the little white casket sat a pair of blue booties, knit with love.

I was nineteen and in my second year of college. There was this certain, red headed boy that I’d been dating for a few months and I was busy working on my commercial pilots license. When we weren’t wandering our way through an Albertan blizzard, we spent a great amount of time trying to knit. Very few college students had managed to avoid the knitting fever – even the boys spent time “brocheting.” And so, when my roommate tossed me her old pair of knitting needles and a ball of yarn, I eagerly set to work.

Three failed attempts later, I’d finally completed my first project – a wobbly, lime green, garter stitched scarf.

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Swedish Pizza

In our house, following a tradition that dates back to my husband’s childhood, every Friday night is pizza night. The pizza itself isn’t intrinsically Swedish; it’s not a specific flavour or topping. More so, it derives its name from the fact that my husband and his family are so proud of their Scandinavian birthright that anything they touch turns Swedish. (My husband is like the Greek father in “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” – according to Andreas, just about everything comes from Sweden. Seatbelts, Angry Birds, dynamite… you name it…)

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My Top Ten Favourite Baby Gear

Hey you! I’m so glad that you’ve Pinterest’d your way over to my site. I am a mom blogger who writes about motherhood, miscarriage, faith, and life after loss. Motherhood can be challenging but we’re so much stronger when we walk it together. Follow along on Instagram or Facebook, and join me on this crazy but beautiful adventure.

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With six months of mommyhood under my belt, I’m obviously an all knowing fountain of knowledge about everything baby related. Right? The only appropriate response to that statement is laughter – and lots of it. Because I am far (oh so far!!!) from being a baby expert. (What’s the opposite of expert?) But while I’ve only been doing this for a few months, there are a few things that this first time momma found especially useful.

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6 Months Together. 6 Months Apart.

Today marks the six month birthday of our beautiful Alistair! Half a year with this little one.

My heart swells when I look at him and think of just how far along he’s come. Inquisitive and determined, always bursting with smiles, he’s the sweetest, funniest little man. With tiny feet that are now as long as his arm was at birth, he’s grown exponentially before our very eyes. His three month clothes are being packed away for a bigger size and our arm muscles quickly tire when snuggling all fifteen pounds of baby chub. Alistair loves to sing and squeal, coo and gurgle. He’s strong and has the most adorable, squishable, baby rolls.

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