We are slowly settling into our new home, and I must admit that unpacking with a 6 month old is much harder than packing with a 4 month old. It's fun having a fresh start when you move into a new house, but it can definitely be overwhelming!

Things are still in transition over here, so I thought I'd start by sharing before pictures of the space. We started out with a dark and dated feeling living room, so I was excited to freshen it up with a fresh coat of paint! If you look closely you can see that they carried this awful yellow/ mustard colour all the way up to the ceiling. Despite how much I raved about this colour in my previous post, it's not a colour I wish to have on my walls.

Yellow can be intimidating, but there are so many beautiful shades to choose from and it's so versatile. It's a beautiful colour for fall, but can be worn any time of year! It's playful and fun, and is the perfect way to make a statement.

Here's a modern way to wear golden yellow, mustard, sunflower, marigold, mustard, saffron - whatever shade you fancy.

Being a mother is the most exhausting, exciting, and as cliche as it sounds - rewarding experience. My husband and I are constantly amazed at how much this little human has changed our lives and our hearts. I have written about my journey to motherhood, so I wanted to share some thoughts 6 months into this new gig.

The Dirty Truth
When it comes to housework, my house is definitely not as clean as it used to be and my clean laundry usually sits in the basket for a few days before I finally fold and put it away. Personal hygiene is a whole other story! I'd consider it a productive day if I actually brush my hair and put on mascara, and I currently only have one shaved leg because my daughter woke up from her nap in the middle of my shower yesterday.
It's funny how my standards have been lowered now that I am a mother, not because I don't care, but because my daughter is far more important than housework and shaved legs.


Motherhood has changed me in ways that I didn't expect it would. It has changed the way I see myself, the way I relate to others, and how I react to situations around me.
My husband says that I am a "no bullsh*t" kind of girl, which I am okay with. There is nothing more important to me than the well being of my family, and if anyone tries to mess with that, I am not afraid to say something. There is this innate instinct to protect those that I love, and it has become even more apparent now that I am a mother.