5 Things I'm Loving This Fall | Monday Musings

5 Things I'm Loving This Fall | Monday Musings

Fall is one of the absolute best times of the year. Between the cooler weather and lower humidity (I'm looking at you, Hampton Roads!), all things pumpkin (my favorite dessert in the world is pumpkin pie!), and the beauty of changing leaves, there's just so much to love. In fact, the only thing I don't love about the fall is that I know it's leading to winter!

Every once in awhile I like to share about things that I've been absolutely loving, in hopes that they point you in the right direction if you're looking for something new to try or add to your life. Between the best things about fall and the newness of motherhood, I've added a few recent favorites! Here are some must-haves for this fall - and all year long...

How a Baby Changed Our Marriage | Monday Musings

How a Baby Changed Our Marriage | Monday Musings

We heard it over and over again: a baby is one of the biggest stresses your marriage will have. It was something I worried about more when we were new into the adoption process, but as time passed I stopped thinking about how our marriage would change once we brought a baby home. When we finally adopted Willow, I did not have time to think about anything besides the immediate future in the whirlwind events that followed.

Once we were settled in, though, Nathan and I both realized how much our lives had changed already, and how much things would shift in the future. While I will never say that our lives revolve around our baby, she is certainly a huge part of our day-to-day and every decision we make, from our daily schedules to long-term plans. Only then did I begin to think about how a baby would change this 8-year relationship and what it would mean for us...

Becoming an Adult | Monday Musings

Becoming an Adult | Monday Musings

When I was in high school I flew by myself for the first time. I was going to visit my grandma and I had to make a few connecting flights. Because I was oh-so-responsible I stayed up far too late the night before and, as I sat in the terminal the next day, an announcement came on about a change in gates while I was fast asleep. I ended up missing my connecting flight and went into the bathroom to shed some tears. I remember feeling like such a small child, unable to even fly successfully by myself.

Eventually I got there, but I drank all kinds of coffee to prevent the same mistake on my return trip. I was so worried about getting myself from Point A to Point B that I couldn't think of anything else.

Four or five years later, when I got married, I was crippled by fear...