October is supposed to be my favorite month. It’s half over. I haven’t gone to the pumpkin patch with my husband and baby girls. We haven’t taken any walks through crunchy leaves. And Halloween will not occur this year. We do have glow in the dark skeleton onesies…but, *sigh*
We are all running from something. Run. Run, girl as fast as you can and as hard as you can. Stop looking back and trying to re-write history. That history is important, but now is not the time for nostalgia. When the history stops driving you forward and starts to bog you down, perhaps it’s [...]
I want to say that there is nothing more dangerous than a beautiful mind in search of a seeker. But I suppose there are more dangerous things, like hand grenades, African killer bees or the Ebola virus.
“You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference [...]
Expensive, silly sweaters. In the same style, and lately [by lately, I mean within the past 18 months] in the same three colors. Black, grey, chartreuse. An occasional plum. I literally have an armoire full of black and grey sweaters. Varying sleeve lengths, but usually a bateau neckline. Black and grey are just such attractively [...]
My grandmother is losing the battle against pancreatic cancer. I haven’t mentioned it here, or anywhere, for the most part. A few weeks ago, she came home from hospice for a weekend and our enormous family gathered to throw a sort of, celebration party. The birth of my twin girls marked the beginning of four, [...]
I wear my heart on my sleeve, but my sleeve is not cotton. It’s not even a poly/blend. My sleeve is a tattoo composed of permanent ink embedded in flesh. By nature, I am a giver. But if you want a piece, you’ll have to draw blood. I’m eager to share these T H O [...]
The clock tells me it’s 7:56PM. Babies are sleeping, dishes are washed, somehow [again, like magic] I’ve pulled off a miracle whirlwind of feeding, bathing, cleaning and coddling. All in only an hour and a half. Time and I have always maintained a strange relationship. Obsessed. Beat the clock. Beat the clock. Beat yourself. Set [...]
I take chaos. Repackage it. Make it look attractive, neat, sensible. I pull energy from a dark place [I'd point to my chest, as this is where it manifests physically but know it's my head], and find solutions for others [occasionally myself] Then comes the race, to convince them, that they’ve come up with answers [...]
The question is…who is in my sight?
Hello. I'm Katelyn, a 25 year old wife, mother of twins, artist, and idea-factory. During the day, some might call me a "hit-the-ground-running" Administrative and Marketing Professional. In this space, I chronicle the nitty gritty details of balancing a full time career, new motherhood and all quirks of being a young wife in Ohio. I enjoy challenging the traditional views of a homemaker and my driving force is PASSION. If you enjoy random photos, digital media, moody quotes, or appreciate raw and witty sarcasm, you might want to stick around.