Two Thanksgivings and Still Married
Well, we did it. Our first married Thanksgiving, which apparently means doing double duty at both familiesβ tables. I think I ate my weight in turk...
Well, we did it. Our first married Thanksgiving, which apparently means doing double duty at both familiesβ tables. I think I ate my weight in turk...
So I did it. After four years of βElena Unfiltered,β Iβm officially changing the name to βThe Hartwells.β
Itβs been two weeks since the wedding and I keep catching myself staring at my ring. Not in a vain way (okay, maybe a little in a vain way), but in...
I canβt believe itβs been five years since I walked down the aisle toward this man who started crying before I even made it halfway. The Merrimon-W...
So here I am at 10 AM on a Sunday, eating cookie dough straight from the bowl while surrounded by wedding planning papers that have officially take...
Today Iβm twenty-three. The last birthday before I become someoneβs wife next month. When I was eighteen, I thought Iβd have it all figured out by ...
Yβall. The seating chart is trying to murder me.
Six months postpartum and Iβve decided to become a runner. This is hilarious because I have never been a runner. In high school I faked my period t...
We had such high hopes for Sophieβs first Fourth of July. I packed the diaper bag with snacks, sunscreen, and enough wipes to clean a small army. M...
How is my baby one year old? I swear she was just this tiny thing that made me question everything I thought I knew about sleep, about my body, abo...