About two years ago, I decided to start a blog. I had all these wonderful ideas of things I could talk about and beautiful images I could post on Instagram; sharing stories of our lives and travel. But I got completely overwhelmed with ideas and all the stuff and was almost paralyzed in this “brainstorming” phase. Then I started to panic, who do I think I am? Why would anyone care what I have to say? What if someone judges me? Or I’m not good enough? Or smart enough? Or pretty enough? Or my house isn’t just the right blend of whites and greys to look amazing on Insta? So, I decided it wasn’t for me. Decided that I couldn’t do it, before I even attempted to do it. What. A. Shame. I crushed my own dreams without even trying. Then we found out we were expecting our third daughter in as many years, and life just carried on. Now that baby is a year old, and I’ve decided I need something for me. I want to show my three girls that they can do whatever the heck they want and not let the fear of failure get in the way. So what if you fail? At least you tried. You keep going and figure out how to do better the next time. So, here goes nothing. Momma is going to try: try to put our stories out into the world, hope to inspire some other ladies, and share all the madness that is our day to day life.
Why Magnolia and Honey? Growing up in the south, there are magnolia trees everywhere. My grandmother had a huge magnolia tree just outside of her front door that was the most perfect climbing tree I had ever seen. Now, I am not outdoorsy by any stretch of the imagination, and I am pretty confident this is the only tree I have ever climbed in my life. There was just something about this tree, at her house, and running around outside with my cousins and climbing this tree. I have an incredibly vivid memory of being about 7 years old and climbing this tree with my dad, I can see it like a movie in my head. Every time I see a magnolia tree I smile and am taken back. And honey? I love it, I put a giant tablespoon of honey in my coffee every day and ask for it everywhere I go. I almost always get a weird face from waiters when I ask for a side of honey for my coffee at brunch. And I get super cranky if I am having coffee somewhere and they tell me they don’t have honey. Try it. You’ll love it. Promise.
