One week into our coronavirus quarantine, I’m not even sure what day it is! Between conference calls, screaming kids and my increasing anxiety about all of this uncertainty, it hasn’t been easy. My heart goes out to you because I can only imagine you’re all feeling the same way. In addition to today’s outfit post, I’m sharing an update today about of how it’s been going on our end. I hope these photos take your mind off of all the crazy–even if just for a few minutes!
This weekend, I celebrated International Women’s Day for the first time as a mama of two girls. Thanks to Daylight Savings, I got an extra hour of snuggle time with my two minis yesterday morning. I thought about how proud I am to be raising two girl bosses. I’m head over heels in love with being a girl mom and I can’t wait to see who these two grow up to be. Sharing some recent photos with my girls today as well as our outfits. Here’s to strong women. May we know them. May we raise them. May we be them.
Cashmere is having quite the moment in my closet right now. I scooped up a bunch of light, comfy sweaters from Everlane for spring and now I’m officially hooked. Sharing a pink cashmere look with you today which I paired with one of my favorite tulle skirts, a classic belt, nude heels and white jacket. Also sharing some recent photos of Naiya and Sadie. These two are truly growing a million miles per minute and the way they look at each other is officially melting my heart.
I can’t believe it’s already almost March and Sadie is officially four months old. I feel like I’ve known her for a lifetime and for a minute all at the same time and I’m savoring her ever-growing rolls that are truly expanding by the second. This month, Sadie truly grew exponentially. In fact, she may be one of the biggest four month olds I’ve ever seen. We learned today that she’s in the 97th percentile for height and weight and that she already weighs 18 pounds! I’m not sure what’s in my milk this time around but our pediatrician predicts she’ll be at least 5’9. Both of our girls may or may not be able to pick their mama up by kindergarten so I’m squeezing them in my arms while I still can.