Friday, December 27, 2013

the sling diaries volume iv: dreams

in the quiet of your heart, you will hear them.
little wild moments, free of judgement and fear.
they are authentic, sweet girls, and they are yours.
no need to be embarrassed; don't be pressured into shame.
deep, deep, desires and your hopes of life and change.
dreams in the night sky, dreams at the sun's rise.
twirling through your headspace,
everything your heart says,
v i b r a t i n g  w i d l y,
jotted down on a page.


i've been thinking a lot about my own dreams lately, the things i've been lucky enough to accomplish this year and everything i hope for 2014. the sling diaries experience has brought out the creative side of me that had been pushed to the back of my mind for a while. it has inspired me to bare everything - to have the confidence to believe in myself and manifest some of my own treasured visions to light. to contribute to something even bigger than myself. to help others. to believe that the only person standing in my way in this great big world is me. thank you, as always, for following our journey and listening to my words.

i'm wearing alba in the sakura bloom essential linen in blackberry/plum ~ similar here
photos by my love, erick

Thursday, December 26, 2013



"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Sofia- having a bit of fun playing around after our sling diaries shoot
Alba- also in on the aforementioned shenanigans ;)

Here we are, two portraits left until the end of the series. I'm a bit behind some of you still, but I feel proud as I near the end of this project that I know I will see to completion. I feel a book and some framed prints coming on!

Friday, December 20, 2013



"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Alba- most everyone thinks you're a serious baby, but I always see your smirks.
Sofia- wrapped up in linen, never too old to be worn - I'll treasure this photo forever.

I cannot believe we're almost done with this series! Only a few weeks left now. Just looking at this diptych I am reminded of how much my children have grown over the year. I can't keep thinking about it or I might get too teary... thank you all for letting me catch up these past few days. This blog of mine will be getting some much needed attention and care in the new year : ) 

Thursday, December 19, 2013



"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Sofia- the way you take your naps now makes me giggle! You don't seem to mind at all how uncomfortable this looks.
Alba- post-diaper changing session. It doesn't get much better than a tiny baby bum!

Wednesday, December 11, 2013



"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Sofia-  tiny dancer with sunlit toes.
Alba- (more chunky baby toes!) this time, within grabbing distance.

Wednesday, December 04, 2013

simple days

"best of all is to preserve everything in a pure, still heart,
and let there be for every pulse a thanksgiving,
and every breath a song"
- konrad van gesner

what we're up to / loving lately:

writing on leftovers for off switch
culture :  the sakura bloom sling diaries
beautiful post on monotony and sacred work
the deliciousness that was kinfolk australia

staying warm.
seeing family.
living well.

x x x

Friday, November 29, 2013

the sling diaries volume iv: culture

whether or not we were prepared for it, the chill of winter is here.
it bites and it stings, the kind of sharp air that burns your cheeks.

we can all feel the certain restlessness that accompanies these coming months. the sun sets early now and most days we stay in the comforts of home. it happens every year, i will find myself sitting at my desk tap-tap-tapping my pencil with eyes blankly staring at the wall in front of me, aching to be outside and trying to build up the nerve to bundle up. the temperatures hit the lowest they've been all season and my patience was dwindling, so your papa and I took you both to the hill we visited this past summer, dressed in as many layers as we could fit underneath your tiny bodies. we parked our car, you were both napping, rubbing your eyes you squealed in delight when you realized where we were. it amazes me how a such a tiny human can have the capacity  to remember moments you've only experienced once before.

stepping out onto the grass together, we realize we are alone. the park is completely empty and I can see my eldest daughter running with pure joy toward the top of the hill. it looks different now, the grass is beginning to die and the children playing soccer on the field below have all gone back to school. i carry my youngest close to my chest, and if I'm lucky, I will catch up to her sister before she races down again with complete abandon. the air is eventually so cold that we have to take shelter in our car. alba sleepily nurses until she's full. sofia requests bites of the marshmallows we brought as a snack.

erick, I, and our collective histories and childhoods have led us to this very moment.  this is a new journey that is truly all our own. the realizations become clear to me; so much of who we are is influenced by those that we spend our time with, the experiences we create, the languages we speak and the traditions and tiny nuances that come with raising your own family. when our daughters were born, it's as if we too were born again, this time with different names given that we've never been called before:


to our adventurous, curious girls, I wonder just how much of what we do will influence who you become. how the places we take you and things we teach you will become your normal, your culture. the way we carry you near us, feeling the gentle rhythm of our feet hitting the ground beneath us and our hips as they sway and stride across new land. will you remember? in the quiet of the night, I tip-toe to your sister's room and peek in at her sprawled across her bed. you're lying beside me, your breath still smells of milk and your tiny chest rises and falls as I try to take it all in. the weight of responsibility I feel toward these pure and delicate beings is unprecedented, their minds so malleable with the most innocent hearts. I know down to every last atom and cell in my body that there is no deeper love than what I have for them ~ I pour it every last thing that I do. looking up at the half-crescent sliver of a moon and the vast darkness of the universe, I find peace in this journey entrusted to me. tonight, that is enough.


i am incredibly honored to be amongst seventeen other inspiring mamas & papas, sharing my passion for babywearing in the sling diaries, volume iv. part of me is still in a happy, jumbled-up mix of excitement and disbelief... I swear I re-read my congratulatory invitation a million times over, (just to be sure!) thank you from the bottom of my heart for supporting us as our family embarks on this new journey together.

i wear alba in the sakura bloom essential linen in twilight/marine

and thank you, as always, to my love for taking such perfect photos.

Wednesday, November 27, 2013


this is a shot I never posted of you on your birthday in june.

you were tired. it was hot and windy that day. we spent hours at the museum and the pier, walked around until our feet were sore and we felt the ache in our calves when we woke.

(it was the best.)

Tuesday, November 26, 2013



"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Sofia- sweet and tired girl, rubbing your eyes in your favorite nook in your room
Alba- a friend of mine called you "pensive" ~ a beautiful adjective and I couldn't agree more!

Sunday, November 24, 2013

the bridge on madison

This woman and that smile right there.

El was absolutely infectious; her love, spirit and connectedness to her family are something I'll remember forever.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

alba avocado

November, 2013

I am trying to become better at documenting the every day things, the big things, like first bites of avocado. At the tail end of six months Alba started to show interest in what we were eating.  It started by reaching and grabbing, and now that she can sit unsupported and hold on to things fairly well, we let her take eating at her own pace and watched as she led the way. Skipping cereals and purees altogether, she'll grab and try things here and there as she feels like it. I had a bit of extra time to throw a quick edit together (and I am nowhere near as good as Erick) but still, it's simple and just the way I had imagined.

To keep a memory.

(I think she liked it!)

Tuesday, November 19, 2013


Hi, friends. It's been busy here! I haven't checked in much because I've been completely immersed in a few exciting projects that will be launching very soon. Normally, this time of year has a slow lull; my happy carefree mood from summer will typically fade to the background leaving me a bit blue when the air begins to turn cold. With the new moon / hybrid solar eclipse of November, I felt something shift inside of me ~ a new opportunity to shed any negative thoughts and feelings and truly let go. It was all encompassing, and still is vibrating within me, radiating from the inside out. Kindness is easy and the interconnectedness to those around me feels stronger than ever. I had said a few quiet prayers and manifested dreams to start becoming reality. It's taken some (a lot) of courage and loads of dedicated time, but I can feel the universe shifting... can you feel it too?

Thursday, November 14, 2013



" A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013. "

Sofia & Alba-  the crib is used more for play than it is for sleeping. You both still very much like to sleep nestled in with your parents, and frankly, OF COURSE I would rather have it this way! I love how concerned and protective Sofia is as she takes on her new role of big sister. We found a "big scary" bug flying around the house today and she immediately wanted to run into her room, jump in the crib with her sister and shield her from that curious critter. Such girls ; )

Can't believe we are wrapping up this year already...

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

back to basics

If you haven't had a chance to pop on over to Off Switch Blog recently, Katie has been up to a lot of fantastic things.  She launched her new paper goods and hand-knit shop and there are so many delightful goodies that I can't wait to get my hands on.  I've been writing bi-weekly over in her space for her brand new column, Back To Basics. Alongside some very fantastic company, the lovely Britty Wesely and Heather Zweig will be sharing their talents there too.

It's a lot of fun ~ we're stripping down everyday life and sharing words and photos in their most simplistic form.

Hoping you enjoy the new read!

Tuesday, November 12, 2013



" A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013. "

Sofia- jumping up and down with papa will never get old
Alba- a bit too young for the jumping, but very much in love with kisses from sister

Saturday, November 09, 2013



"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Alba-  asleep in the sling ~ they must ship these out with sleepy dust!
Sofia-  playing with new friends and feeling quite happy about it : )

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

guest post | ashley from stork & the beanstalk

Hey there, I'm Ashley and I write over on The Stork & The Beanstalk. I contacted Kate some time ago about doing a guest post over on my blog as I'm out recovering from some pretty major back surgery. Kate was kind enough to invite me to guest post here as well, so thank you, Kate, for having me on your lovely corner of the worldwide web.

Kate wrote a post a while back, prior to the birth of her beautiful Alba, about her fear of loving a second child. It was something that I related to so deeply to on so many levels as I had experienced the same fears. I am the mother of two boys; Hooper will be three in November and Van turned one in July.

Ready for a dose of honesty? It took me longer to love Van than it did Hooper. I was a bit surprised by it because everything I read, prior to giving birth, talked about how your love multiplies rather than divides and blah blah blah. It wasn’t like that for me; not right away, at least.

When I was handed Hooper, on the operating room table, I loved him instantly. I immediately felt protective. And despite his swollen face and cone shaped head, I thought he was the most beautiful thing alive.

None of this is to say that my love for Van wasn’t instant as well. It was. I felt protective of him too. But there was a difference.

I learned, through loving Hooper, that my capacity for love on the day he was born piddled in comparison to the love I had for him just a few months later. It’s like the song says, I love him more today than yesterday but not as much as tomorrow.

So when Van was born, I loved him, but I knew that love would only grow bigger; I knew the love I had that day was naive to the love it would grow to be.

And I was right. Because the love I have for this little guy today blows any emotion that I referred to as love before out of the water. Right around the third to fourth month of life, he stole my heart. And then, at six months, he owned me. And now, at a year, I can say my they were right all along; my love did multiply.
It multiplied so much so that I think I need to see a dentist because I'm constantly clinching my teeth together because my heart can barely stand it. 

What was your experience like with loving a second? Did it happen instantly or did it take some time for you as well?

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please join me in thanking ashley for posting here!
she has been recuperating from major surgery and we wish her the best.
lots of prayers and good vibes sent your way, lovely 

Wednesday, October 23, 2013



"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Sofia - forever my fearless, lone explorer.  There are no limits for you.
Alba - gifts from the sweetest of friends, finally cool enough to wear your toque.