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Lately there's been a lot of time spent in my home with my family.

I love this. 

Very much.

 

Having a baby has been the perfect excuse to prioritize my relationships with my children and my husband again. 

That and the fact that it's an icebox outside. Someone should outlaw winter.
I've dove headfirst into purposefully making my house a home that serves my family well. 

 

And I am feeling rejuvenated and energized by it.

We're here, and we're loving, learning, and stretching each other bit by bit. And it feels so perfectly perfect even I admit it reeks of sentimentality, I just can't dismiss the feeling.