Jacquelyn has a deep appreciation that life // grief // hard // joy is most often NOT linear and there will, undoubtedly, be growth + beauty somewhere along the journey. She has had a less-than-normal life and yet full and redemptive in its' entirety. She's a creative at her core; writing, building accent walls in her home by herself, and photographing + documenting her 4 sweet babies bring her the greatest joy. She married her college sweetheart and has a huge heart for adoption, authentic motherhood, pursuing and daily choosing your spouse, miscarriage/infant loss, and valuing others' stories and the journeys they are on - because, aren't we all?! You can follow her + her family on Instagram.
When my husband and I were first married, he worked for Ernst & Young and I was at Target. We were fresh out of college, rode the bus downtown together,...
The air is cooling off, the days are getting shorter, pumpkin spice lattes are in constant flow, and those beautiful MN fall colors are starting to pop. This is such...
Currently, I’m watching giant snowflakes that resemble ash flow down from the sky. Hard to be in the mood, a bit, to write about the upcoming swimsuit season. But,...
We would wake up super early on those spring Thursday mornings. You had to if you wanted to get the good stuff. With my purple wallet tucked safely inside my...
I have always been a morning person. I love waking up before my family, grabbing my hot cup of coffee and, with pen in hand, opening up my journal. I...
Moments captured by Noemi Photography While at a school function, I ran into an old college friend the other day and she introduced me to her boyfriend. I asked...
On your front door hangs a beautifully rustic green and red wreath. Your Christmas cards are in the mailbox, garland is wrapped around the stair banister, your Grandma’s favorite nativity...
The leaves crunch beneath my feet as I navigate the trail with my headlamp. A flash of bright pink on a small tree gives me my bearings. There is only...
I remember the feeling of cold. My body physically shaking, my soul defeated, the space seemingly void of warmth. It was 6AM and I was in a large room surrounded...
The last biological son I gave birth to was 9lbs 10oz so when the nurse told us we were being discharged the day after we met our daughter (who weighed...