Author Archives: Ashlee

the year we didn’t sleep.

We didn’t see it coming, and that’s where the problem began. You see, it all boils down to one little word: expectations. And when your first kid sleeps through the night at three months like it ain’t no thing, well, that’s … Continue reading

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fall capsule wardrobe.

sheer cream tee (ThredUP) / mama bird tee (Bee & The Fox) / grey silk tank (Everlane) mint racerback (Banana Republic) / Splendid striped top (Stitch Fix) / grey knotted tee (Gap) woven back sweatshirt (Stitch Fix) / lush tunic (on … Continue reading

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to my baby boy on his first day of preschool.

Dear Everett, We made it. We did it. You and I, buddy. We survived 3.5 years at home together, and that was no small feat. By my calculations that’s something like 8,491 diapers changed and 1,542 goldfish crackers consumed, 981 times … Continue reading

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a break.

I have written and re-written this post in my head a dozen times. The long version. The short version. The dramatic version. The funny version. The I’m-having-an-identity-crisis version. The I’m-totally-burnt-out version. I can’t decide what to write, so I’m just … Continue reading

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a morning at home.

I’ve been trying to take more photos at home. Just us, our everyday, the things I want to remember. The IKEA train set, the rocket ship pajamas, the coffee that’s been reheated four times. Carson’s crazy hair. Everett’s incessant need … Continue reading

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