Yesterday we started our morning with church. Briton slept through 2 hrs on a rocking chair in nursery, it was adorable. We then went to Park City and got Holland a new snowsuit, like Brooklyn, she too had a growth spurt. We tried going skiing on Saturday and noticed that her pants hit just below her knee caps and the sleeves on her coat touched the top of her gloves. We then met up with our friends from Florida, well be coming back up this week for some slumber parties. And I can’t wait. Lets make this new week a great one!
Just got done decorating and baking a cake for our leprechaun, this is how the kids are trapping him tonight they want his feet to get stuck in the frosting.
How lucky are we that we get to celebrate St. Patricks day two days in a row. The kids did their festivities at school the day before and now we get to celebrate tomorrow as a family.
Wishing you all a lovely weekend and a wonderful St. Patricks Day.
marble desk (down east -these are on of a kind so you have to call the stores individually and see if they have them, similar joss and main , another option ) / pink velvet chairs (joss and main) / black velvet chair (joss and main) / kids monogrammed pencil holder (pottery barn kids) / shelves (wayfair)
It’s been such a great week getting back on top of life. I had a few questions regarding my new office so I went ahead and linked it all above.
This space used to be our families nursery. It’s crazy that I
a. have an office after all these years
b. don’t have a nursery anymore
It’s been a weird week and my emotions have been all over the place knowing if this is really the end of the baby stage.
Brooklyn turns one next month – still trying to wrap my head around that. And I have ALWAYS been pregnant with my next baby by the time my youngest has their first birthday, always. So this is weird to me to not be and potentially to not ever be again.
Before we made the office an office we sold all our nursery furniture, all but our first crib that is. That was sold for a min. and then Dallin had a bidding war with the buyer and Dallin bought it back from him. WTFreak! -that was a funny story but I almost feel like you had to have been there to get the full effect. The guy who wanted to buy was like is this really happening? And I guess it really did lol so now I have a lovely crib just sitting in the middle of my gym.
Homework has all been caught up on, we were so behind and missed lots of school for Hudsons appendix and some traveling.
Briton & “Brooklyn” (Brooklyn really isn’t potty training we just like to see him crawl around the house in his little tightie whities) have been potty training themselves and its been so great. All except Briton streaking in the grocery store yelling I gotta PEE and running back into the bathroom for a second time, literally leaving a trail of clothing behind him. Buns out and all.
I never go into grocery stores anymore let alone with my children but we needed some St. Patricks Day decor, food coloring, more undies the works so I braved it. Ended up calling my husband to save me and he had to come help me, mostly because I needed help keeping the Britsy dressed in public.
Its been fun getting back into the swing of things and to have my instagram and blog back, unfortunately when I posted about my instagram I had thousands of failed attempts trying to get into my blog and one IP from Sweden snuck in grrrrr…….. they put a pop up add on my site. It’s been a headache and a half just to get it all cleaned up. I have had my blog completely secured, refreshed and on lock down since the incident.
I’m just excited to have my husband back in town, my blog and instagram all cleaned up and running smoothly and to be moving forward.
Many times this week I have reminded myself that its easy to smile in the high times of life, you know those little squares that I share all over my instagram feed. But the real test is being able to smile and get through the low times too. That is when your true colors show and what shapes us. They may not be documented and photographed, but those are the times in my life that make the pictures and highlights of my life that much more meaningful to me.
I hope you all have a great weekend and a Happy St. Patricks Day!!!
Feel free to share your favorite St. Patricks Day tradition with me as I am now trying to create memorable traditions for my young family.
Love you all!
New week, same me! The travels are on a hold for a minute and I am spending the day spring cleaning, potty training and the kids are catching up on some serious amounts of homework.
This morning it felt so great to wake up and start the week fresh, starting with my face. I have been using my new PMD CLEAN while traveling and I have been noticing amazing results. For once feel like I am getting all my makeup off when I wash my face. The gentle vibrations feel amazing on my face & I can visually see and feel the scillicon bristiles cleaning out all the makeup out of my pores, especially around my nose.
If you scroll down you will see how different my face looks before I use my PMD CLEAN, with makeup on, and after I use my PMD CLEAN. This is my first time EVER posting a no makeup picture on my blog, EVER!
Move brush head in circular motions, cleansing entire face. It is safe to spend more time in areas that may be of personal concern.
I hope you have a great Monday and start to your week, lets make it a great one!
*** I’m sharing my experience in hopes that you will never have to go through what I did.
I get back from my trip and I receive this email.
Now I do not think I am blue check mark material, but my views did about double while in Cancun & Las Vegas.
Just my instagram numbers in a WEEK! were as visible and got as many impressions as 36 Utah Billboards do in a MONTH, all combined.
So I think well, just maybe???? And I click on the link and I was hacked!!!!!!!!
I was driving home from a photoshoot and Instagram notified me. I was paralyzed. Everything I built, everyone I met, taken from me.
5 pregnancies , 4 babies, the highs, the lows, I shared it all. And I had no idea if it was coming back.
Instagram sent me a code which I had to write on a piece of paper take a pic of me holding the numbers to verify that the account actually belong to me.
Then silence lasted a painful 23 hrs.
And I am so happy that I am in again. @birdalamode is rightfully MINE!!!! again.
I had to sign in as if I was the hacker (using his name he changed it to) quickly change all the passwords and then turn two-factor notification on. Locking him out for good and recovering what “it/he/she” undid.
So now you know everything. And I hope you learn from it. It was so scary to be locked out and watch it all get taken from me.
We had really hard conversations. What are we going to do. Do I rebuild or call it a loss. Do I find a new outlet, do I work, do I learn to live smaller and rely more on my husband. It was a dark place to be in and it felt like the entire wold was sitting on top of me.
It was like one day I’m on top of the world and the next it’s sitting on top of me.
I wish this on NO ONE!!!
So please turn on two-factor authentication and be oh so careful!!!
And then I died.
There was no more @birdalamode on instagram. It was taken from me by a hacker.
After 23 hrs of waiting my husband said its probably time for a HARD TALK!
Whats our next steps from here.
With mascara all over my face and desperate to get it back, I replied I STOP.
I’ve been robbed of something I’ve fought for and built for 6 plus years and just like that it’s gone.
I felt paralyzed, sick! It was disturbing. We went to a Wrinkle in Time and got Sushi, I always love this but I couldn’t stop the tears from coming.
My mom calls me asking if we were coming to my grandmothers 90th birthday party. I tell her I cannot. My parents don’t do instagram so I wasn’t expecting much sympathy, but I was shocked by her response.
My mom was just as upset as I was. She was crying I was crying it was a nightmare. She told me I needed to call Kim K and ask her what she would do lol my mom is so cute 🙂 I honestly don’t even think she knows exactly who she is other than I was saying I was a nobody and not Kim K. so she was like well call Kim K. and she was serious :)! She then told me she had to go because she needed to pray. And about 10 mins later I got an email from instagram telling me I could log in again.
You guys this was a miracle. I had spoken to numerous people telling me they never got their accounts back, or that it took them weeks to retrieve. And less than 24 hrs later mine was back.
Because of my mothers prayer, I just know it!!!
To Be Continued ……..