Hello friends! We love that you are here. Below is a list of school supplies most often needed for various age groups and teachers (thanks random websites!). Please let me know if there is anything else you think should be added to the list.

Back pack (New or Used)

#2 pencils

Colored pencils

A pencil sharpener (hand-held with a top to collect shavings)

A large pink eraser (The old-fashioned ones do the best erasing.)

Water-based markers

A four-ounce bottle of white glue

Highlighters (These are probably unnecessary for kids in kindergarten through second grade.)

Spiral-bound or composition notebooks

A three-ring binder

Loose-leaf notebook paper

Pocket folders

A ruler with English and metric measurements

A box of crayons

Drawing paper

Construction paper

Pencil box

Binder dividers

Three-ring binders

Folders that fit in binders

Pencil case that fits in binders

Red-ink pens

Index cards, ruled and unruled

    a box each of ink pens & pencils
    pens for grading in a variety of colors
    post-it notes
    file folders
    hole punch
    pencil sharpener
    paper clips
    a stapler & box of staples
    lined & blank paper
    reams of paper
    a bottle of waterless hand cleaner
    12″ and 3′ rulers
    gummed reinforcements for 3-holed paper
    pencil erasers
    a pencil holder
    a small clip board
      5×8 index cards


    hanging files
    push tacks
      teacher-tack (sticky stuff for bulletin boards- can be found at Longs or Albertsons)


    card stock scraps (found at PIP or Kinko’s-bindles for $1)
    two or three sets of punch-out letters for displays
    in/out stackable trays
    Post-it flag tags
    thank you notecards


Dear Jensen (Our First Month)

dear baby jj,

oh my sweet second born, where do we begin? every one warned me time goes so much quicker with your second, but i never thought it would feel this fast. it felt like yesterday that i was just meeting you and kissing those cheeks for the first time. now, you are one month old and turning into my tiny man.


you are your own little person, not like your brother at all. when you entered this world, you were ready to eat. such a little piggy! snorting to find your way to latch. boy, did you latch! you ate for a good hour and this mama was just so proud. it took you less than a week to gain your birth weight back and just kept on gaining. your cheeks show it, trust me. you have giant hands and your little feet are not so little. they do not fit in newborn sleepers and are a tight squeeze in 0-3 month old. you are a giant! i kind of really love it.


you started out sleeping great. i’d wake you to eat, nurse for about forty minutes (i feel like we skipped the whole brand new baby feeding stage), and went right back to sleep. it was so nice. lately, you have been a bit fussier at night. you really want to be in bed with us. sometimes, i get a little stressed out, but your face sets me straight. around midnight you are ready to go back to bed and sleep for a good four to five hours. a sleeping baby makes my heart melt, especially with the little suckling reflex.

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tummy time is a little different for you. if i lay you on your tummy, you turn to the side and either go to sleep or just stare into space. you really, really love that time. i try to put something in front of you to get some movement, but you really just turn the other way quickly and leave it at that. if you are laying on our chest though, your head is up. you are searching for your brother usually. daddy does this with you and you love it. if he does it while you are crying, you instantly stop. phew. at least we get a little tummy time in there.


bath time is your absolute favorite. you could sit in the bath (or shower) forever. you are calm, you are comfortable, and you are relaxed. you even love cuddling in your towel afterward. nothings but coos and smiles for mama then. the next best thing to a bath is having you next to me. you love your slings and your wraps. when in doubt, we just wear you and all is well. it literally soothes your soul.



you and your brother already have an amazing bond. i think that is a second time mama’s biggest worry, how the older one takes to the baby. jensen, there is no one in this world your brother loves more than you. you are his first priority in the morning and his last kiss at night. parker holds your hand every diaper change and says ‘shhh shh shh’ to soothe you. he lays next to you when you are doing tummy time and begs to hold you often. i hope this lasts forever.


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my little jj, thank you. you made this family bigger and better. you are the perfect addition to this little village and i am so excited to see you grow into this group. i am in constant awe of the love you bring out of people. keep it up, sweetheart.


love you forever.

Differences between Pre-Miscarriage and Post Miscarriage Pregnancies


i do not think you fully understand the differences between pregnancy before a miscarriage and pregnancy after a miscarriage until you really experience the whole pregnancy. you can assume that you’d have some of the basic fears of losing the baby again, but, if you are like me, you don’t expect it to last the entire pregnancy. i thought once we got to the “safe point” (about 12 weeks) I’d feel great. no. not true at all.

with parker, we had many scares. we had a doctor that assumed i had a disease that i did not have and told us i may not make it to twelve weeks. that fear was nothing compared to this. they found a foci on his heart and we had to get another ultrasound focusing on his heart. i started dilating very early too. my sister had a baby at thirty-one weeks and another at thirty-three and i feared the same with us.

but that is all nothing. maybe i have forgotten the fear because he was born healthy and happy.

the first fifteen weeks of this pregnancy were hell. not only was i sick, but i was going insane between appointments. i wanted to go to the doctor every day just to hear the heartbeat. i got lucky though, i got to SEE our baby move very early. those kicks are the most reassuring.

waiting for the eighteen week ultrasound felt like a life time. would they find an issue? would our dream crash again? it all sounds so dramatic, doesn’t it? i know i am not alone. i know that other women have been here and felt this. there is some comfort in knowing that, though i wish no one knew the pain. but we are never truly alone.

it did get easier. the more the wiggles came, the less my stress was. it felt great. the only difference was kick counting. they recommend it once in the morning, once at night. lay on your side, count the kicks. you need a certain amount in one hour to be considered normal.

i did it hourly. every hour of every day, i’d lay on my side and count my kicks. if i was out, i would sit with my hand on my belly, a bit disconnected from what was going on. if all kicks occurred in the first 15 minutes, great! i had 45 minutes until i had to do it again. sometimes, it took the whole hour. it was a very obsessive compulsive thing to do, but i found it so necessary and it helped soothe me.

these kick counts were detrimental though. i’d wake up at 12 am and count. sleep until 2 am and count. up again at 3:30 and count. i was up all hours of the night, counting and counting.

my toddler would wait patiently, but patience is not a toddlers forte. some days, he’d cuddle up and love it. other days, he’d be pulling me up and i’d get anxiety about the kicks. never really able to enjoy myself.

i had to let go. i had to trust God’s plan. this obsession was controlling me. i had to sit and tell myself that what happens will happen and i have no control. what would happen if i did not get my goal kick amount? of course i’d go to the emergency room, but, was there anything else to do? doctors don’t even have control.

i had to have faith. it is so difficult to focus on when in an upsetting situation, but it can change how you see everything. i have to put everything in HIS hands and trust HIM.

if you have experienced a miscarriage and subsequent pregnancy, how did you cope? what helped make the stress and anxiety easier? 

on the day you would have been born.

on the day you would have been born, i missed you.

i craved you in my arms, tiny baby that was never bigger than a blueberry.

i wondered if you would have had hair or if you would have been bald like your big brother.

would we be celebrating with pink or blue?

would we have struggled with a name? or would we already have it all picked out for your arrival?

today, i am wondering if this will forever be an anniversary or will this day come and go in the future? will your due date hit me hard forever?

on the day you would have been born, your little sibling is almost 33 weeks, nice and cozy in mama’s belly. your older brother is so in love.

my little blueberry, you are a blessing. you came, you took lots of your mama’s love, and you left us. something was wrong, you were too sick to make it earth side and your tiny spirit made room for your little sibling that we will be meeting soon. I do believe you have a spirit, despite only being eight weeks. you had fingers and toes. you had facial features. at one point, your heart was beating.

on the day you would have been born, i mourn what could have been, but i am thankful for what will be. i am thankful for the almost five weeks we celebrated and knew about you.

it is a hard day, but a day that is met with happiness. soon, your little baby brother or sister will be here because YOU made it happen.

love you, forever, my sweet baby. miss you always.

announcing a new addition

when it came to announcing a new little one, we waited. i was eighteen weeks before we finally told everyone. why? fear. fear of another loss. fear of disappointing people (i couldn’t face my nieces again). fear of having to explain. eighteen weeks seemed very safe for us. we were thrilled and we were bursting to tell all of our friends and family, but we just waited a little longer than the norm.

when trying to decide how to announce, i wanted something simple, but almost fairy-esque. like fairies should be frolicking around us. i know that is totally odd, but this baby was magical. we found out exactly one month after losing our sweet blueberry and hearts were cracked. but this news, it was magic. it was fate. it was exactly what God had wanted for us and the news was given to us on what would have been a terrible day.

we called our favorite photographer and i got to work on the very simple background. i used the “baby” letters i whipped up in less than an hour for eric’s surprise and bought a ton of ikea’s sheer curtains. just attached them to a photo backdrop and viola! a fun backdrop. the location i chose was muddy, mesquito-y, and parker was mega grumps, but we still managed to get a few photos!

Isn’t he a handsome dude?

Here you are, my sweet friends, our family in the outtakes and  a very big stick that kept a toddler happy.

Always running. 

That stick.