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The Mamahood Christmas Giveaway

December 12, 2016 in Love Notes

MAMAs!!! I’m trying not to shout, but I’m so excited! This is probably one of the biggest giveaways I’ve done and I’m so excited because I KNOW how much it’ll benefit one of you. And I get the chance to spoil one of you for Christmas (which really is the fun part for me)!

I put a lot of thought into this and wanted to do products that I’ve tested and LOVE as well as what I think any mama needs and would be thrilled to win!

So with that said, I picked my two favorite products and companies. The winner will get a Fawn Design bag + a clutch and stroller hooks, and a 2016 City Select stroller (which is the Ferrari of strollers) in Quartz from The Baby Cubby! (Total prize worth over $700)

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Here’s how it’s going to work:

  1. To enter post a recent picture (from today or tomorrow) on Instagram telling me why you want to win this giveaway. Use hashtag #spoilmethischristmas (If you are private you’ll need to tap on the (…) on the top right of your picture and e-mail it to me at themamahoodblog@gmail.com). Your picture can be of anything from a selfie with your kids, to your baby bump, or someone you would give it to if you won, or anything you can think. Just make sure to tell me why you want it! This is the first part of the giveaway and will close on December 13th at 11:59PM CST so make sure to post before then!
  2. 10 top contestants will be chosen and I will post them to my instagram account (@the.mamahood) on Wednesday, December 14th and the voting will begin! The person with the most likes on their photo by Friday the 16th at 11:59PM CST will be the WINNER!
  3. BONUS: to add 10 extra votes to your picture – just sign up for The Baby Cubby’s newsletter by clicking (HERE and scrolling to the bottom of the page to add your e-mail) To keep track of this please leave a comment on this post saying you did that along with what your instagram name is.

Please note: Only the likes on @the.mamahood instagram will count as votes for the finalists. US citizens only. Please no cheating or buying likes, ain’t nobody got time for that! This giveaway is sponsored by Fawn Design and The Baby Cubby. We want to give a huge THANK YOU to them for sponsoring such an awesome giveaway! Winner will get a 2016 City Select in Quartz and a color of their choice of what’s in stock of a Fawn Design bag (plus accessories).

Good Luck!!! So excited for this and can’t wait to spoil one of you this Christmas!

Xo,

Aubrey

 

 

The Moment He Called Me Mom

December 7, 2016 in For Mamas

I’m so excited to be collaborating with an amazing company called Stiry to help with these mama spotlights! They are ALL about sharing the good and sharing stories that stir.

Today we are spotlighting this sweet mama of a boy with Autism. Kristen is one of my dear friends and her little Nash just melts me. I remember talking with Kristen when she first realized that Nash had Autism and her strength blew me away. She’s a mom that gets up and tries her best over and over and over again and I’m so thankful for her beautiful example.

Here’s her story:

 

 

(to see more inspiring videos, head to Stiry on FB too!)

Xo,

Aubrey

Monday Mama: Jenna

November 14, 2016 in Love Notes / Monday Mama

You guys, I’m giddy!!! I haven’t done Monday Mama’s in SO long and after a popular vote, I decided to start back up again and start spotlighting moms on my blog. These stories are to help us find our own bravery in motherhood and I’ve found a handful of moms who have shown that and I can’t wait to share their stories with you.

Today’s post is near and dear to my heart because it involves a family that I love dearly.

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Today I am spotlighting cute Jenna Richards, who actually married one of my friends that grew up down the street from me. She is from Shelley, Idaho and after being married to Chase for just a short time, he passed away. She has been able to survive this heart-breaking time with her beautiful little boy named Jack and gave me permission to share her story with all of you.

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“I’ve only shared my story once, and to be honest, I don’t even know where to begin… But on April 2nd, 2016, my life forever changed.

On Saturday, April 2nd, my husband, Chase, was supposed to pick Jack and I up in Brigham City, UT.  We had been at my parents’ house, but we were going to meet Chase sometime around noon to eat at our favorite restaurant,  Maddox, and head back home. That morning I texted him at 7:30 to see if he was awake and ask what time I should head out. I didn’t hear anything back. By 9:30, I called and texted again, but still no word.  This wasn’t like him, but I still wasn’t too worried because I assumed he was sleeping in due to working early mornings all week.  By 11:00, and still no answer, I knew something was wrong. I then texted his Dad and asked if he’d heard anything from Chase.  He said no, but that he would go to our house and make sure everything was okay.  He went there with Chase’s brother, and soon after I received the worst phone call ever. His voice was frantic and he said, “Jenna, Chase is unconscious! We’ve called for an ambulance. Come right now!!” I was frantically running around bawling while trying to pack our bags as fast as I could before heading to Utah. Luckily, my Dad was able to drive us, since I was in no shape to be driving. Truthfully, I don’t remember the 3-hour drive all that much. I just remember getting updates, then that dreaded message from my Bishop saying Chase was being life-flighted  to SLC. Death still wasn’t on my mind.  I was thinking more about what we would possibly have to do for recovery, etc. As soon as we got into SLC though, the reality and panic set in and I immediately grabbed a bag and threw up. It felt like forever to get to the hospital, since it was Conference weekend and the streets were packed. I was getting frantic, wanting to scream out the window, “EVERYONE, PLEASE MOVE!! I started getting agitated and just wanted to get out of the car and start running. When we finally got to the hospital, I jumped out of the car, grabbed Jack, and ran into the lobby. As soon as I walked in, I instantly got dizzy and the nausea kicked back in. I handed Jack to my Dad, ran to the bathroom, and threw up one more time. Maybe deep down I knew it wasn’t going to be good, and I was scared to face reality. 

When I walked into Chase’s room, I was shocked and taken aback, and I knew immediately this was way worse than I could have ever imagined. Within 5 minutes of being there, Chase’s doctor walked in to let us all know things didn’t look good. It was such a strange feeling seeing someone say those words so calm and collected. Shouldn’t this guy be heartbroken to deliver such hard news? I didn’t want to believe his words, so I was grasping for straws at this point, begging people to tell me everything was going to be ok. Deep down I knew he probably wasn’t going to make it, but I refused to believe it and I was not ready to face that reality.

Chase was then placed in a hypothermic state.  The doctors decided they wouldn’t be doing any MRI’s or EEG’s for 24 hours to see if the brain swelling would go down. It was then we found out Chase had aspirated in his sleep, which deprived his brain and other organs of the oxygen they needed for many hours. The next 24 hours were hell. I felt helpless watching Chase hooked up to life support, his body quivering.  The sound of a machine pushing air into his lungs and the ominous, never-ending sound of beeping machines still haunts me. This is something nobody can prepare you for. 

One of my best friends, Kim, rushed to the hospital to take Jack for the night, and by midnight I decided to go sleep for a few hours at a hotel down the street so I could function and be prepared for the next day. On Sunday Chase’s vitals were all looking good, but he was still in a coma and we still had no idea how much brain damage had been done. By this time family and friends started pouring in and showing their support, which was a blessing. I couldn’t have done Sunday without some of my best friends and family by my side. It was a long, emotional and draining day. 

That night I got to spend some alone time with Chase and i just held his hand while I talked to him. I tickled his arm and kept telling him I was there and to not be scared, to just relax, I was right there next to him, and would be throughout everything. 

By Monday morning we knew we’d be getting the news soon on his brain function and I was physically sick. By this time I had hardly eaten in two days and I was exhausted and weak. At noon Elder Oaks came and gave him a beautiful blessing.  As soon as it was over, I knew in my heart Chase was not going to be with us much longer. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I just knew. 

Hours passed and, finally, the doctors pulled us into a room and delivered the news. Chase was showing no brain function. He was brain dead. After he said those words, I just zoned out. I don’t even remember anything else he said. At the end of the conversation, he brought up taking Chase off of life support and then looked at me to get the ok. I shook my head yes with tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t believe it. This was it. Chase was not going to be here much longer with us. 

Before the life support machines were turned off, we all took a turn being alone with him in his room for a private goodbye. I crawled into his bed, laid my head on his chest and sobbed. The tears couldn’t stop. All I could say was, “Chase, I love you so much. I love you so much.” I promised him I would always take good care of Jack and we would keep his memory alive. I apologized for all of the times I could have been a better wife, and then I gave him a final kiss on his lips. My sister then brought Jack in and we laid on the bed as a family one last time. I couldn’t believe this would be the last time our baby boy would see his Dad. My heart could hardly handle it. I just remember telling Chase that Jack would always know him, and to please take care of us. That final goodbye was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do because I knew this would be the last time Jack would ever see his Dad on this earth. 

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I walked out, handed Jack to my sister, then went into the corner of the hallway and lost it. I l felt like my life was over.  How was I ever going to overcome such a trial? I had never felt so such despair in my life. I couldn’t believe that this was actually happening to me.  I was angry, sad, and broken.

After everyone had their alone-time with him, we all gathered in the room.  Chase and I’s bishop gave a final prayer before we unplugged him from the machines. The doctor said Chase could go fairly quickly, but we were uncertain. By this time it was around 8pm. The nurses came in and unplugged everything.  Then we just sat around his bed, held his hand, and spoke to him, hoping he’d slip away peacefully. Quickly, his breathing became labored and he seemed uncomfortable. About every 30 minutes nurses would come in to give him more sedation and pain meds to make sure he was as comfortable as possible and to keep his body calm. Hours passed, and his body kept fighting. We even said two more prayers pleading with our Heavenly Father to take him, and that we would be ok.  Finally at 3:28am, after a 7-hour valiant fight, Chase took his last breath. I remember I was at the end of his bed and I thought I was going to collapse. I had never seen someone die, so to see my own husband pass on was more than I could see or take. My Mom quickly came to my side and held me as I was overcome with emotion. I couldn’t believe it. Just like that, he was gone. I kept saying over and over, “I can’t see him like this, Mom, I can’t see him dead.  Just take me home.” So we tiredly gathered up our things and went out to the car to head home. Since my Mom didn’t know her way around Salt Lake, I drove her car with her, and my Dad drove his own. I was so numb, I didn’t even know how to get to the freeway, even though I had done that route hundreds of times. Finally, clear out in West Valley, I got my bearings and made it back to the freeway. 

I remember walking in the house at around 4:15 am with the most empty feeling I had ever felt. I knew Jack would be waking in a few short hours and I wasn’t ready to face reality so soon. I went to our bathroom, filled up the tub, and sat in a hot bath as I cried the little bit of tears I had left.  Then I went to Chase’s closet, pulled out his favorite sweats and a big oversized sweater and crawled into bed with his pillow.  The sheets and everything smelled like him, and right then and there, I didn’t want to wake up. I just wanted to go. I know that sounds selfish, but I also wasn’t  thinking clearly and going on very little sleep and food. 

The next few days were a blur as we prepared for Chase’s funeral, picking out his casket, deciding what flowers, and a million other little things. I had no idea how much planning (and money) went into something so depressing. The morning of the viewing Chase’s parents, his brother, Preston, and sister, Laura, and I all gathered to see Chase’s body for the first time since he passed away.  I wasn’t sure if I was ready to see him like that, but I kind of had no choice at this point. We were led into a room where his peaceful body was laying, and I was immediately breathless, sick, and shaking. We said a prayer for peace, then dressed him slowly in his temple clothing that he would be buried in. That moment was surreal, and to be quite honest, one of the harder things I had to do that week. I wasn’t quite prepared for that moment. But then again, is anyone prepared for something like that?

Something life-changing happened when I left the funeral home that day. I remember pulling up to a red light right by Bingham High School and I looked to my right and I made eye contact with a guy in a truck next to me. I instantly thought, “this guy has no idea what I just had to do.” And right then and there I thought to myself, “how many people have I passed who were facing something so tragic in that very moment and I just walked by them not knowing?” Because of this experience, I try harder to be kinder and more patient with strangers. 

That night was Chase’s viewing.   He had such a huge turnout, along with the funeral the next day. So many people loved Chase and he made friends wherever he went. That was one of Chase’s greatest qualities. He made everyone feel like they were his best friend and always made everyone around him feel so comfortable and special. 

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After the funeral, graveside service, and luncheon, I went to our home, grabbed the last of our stuff, and got on the road to Idaho, since I would be moving back in with my parents so I could get some help with Jack and get back on my feet. 

Fast forward a few months, and here I am today.  Last Sep 6th would have actually been Chase and I’s 2-year anniversary. I can truthfully say the days are getting a little easier. I still have moments with major setbacks. But, for the most part, I am starting to slowly heal. I don’t have that panic like I did those first few months where I literally felt like my soul was broken. Not that I still don’t feel that way sometimes, but I am starting to take baby steps towards a new life without Chase. And that doesn’t mean I have to forget about him to start a new beginning, because he will always be in the back of my mind until the day I die.

I guess if I have learned one thing from this experience, it’s to always trust my Heavenly Father’s plan. His plan was obviously different than what I had in mind.   He sees the whole picture and I have to put my trust in his hands. After all, he gave his own life so I could endure this trial. My testimony has grown leaps and bounds since Chase’s passing, and sometimes I feel guilty that it took something so tragic to wake me up. But I am thankful for the many blessings and tender mercies that have come my way since April 2nd. So many life changes, mostly hard, but some, oh, so good and life altering.

 

Like Robert D. Hales said:

 

Won’t all of us, sometime, have reason to ask, “O God, where art thou?” Yes! When a spouse dies, a companion will wonder. When financial hardship befalls a family, a father will ask. When children wander from the path, a mother and father will cry out in sorrow. Yes, “weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.” Then, in the dawn of our increased faith and understanding, we arise and choose to wait upon the Lord, saying, “Thy will be done”.”

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Before Chase passed away, Jenna started Munchies which is a baby clothing company. Chase was the one who really pushed her to go for it. She has a passion for baby fashion and finding good deals so she created a company of cute affordable baby clothes. Her whole site and work has been dedicated to Chase since he was her motivation behind it and gave her the confidence to go for it. She knows that she has Chase watching over her and baby Jack for the rest of their lives and holds onto that.

 

(You can find her over at @jackandjennablog)

Xo,

Aubrey

 

 

FHE Toddler Edition: Lesson #5

August 15, 2016 in Family Home Evening Lessons

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Sorry I’m a little late posting this lesson! If you’re new around here, welcome! We are on lesson #5 of my toddler family home evenings and you can find more under the “family” tab! (and if you have no idea what FHE is go HERE). Remember, everything is linked up!

Lesson #5: Follow the Prophet

Opening Prayer

Opening Song: Follow the Prophet

Scripture: Amos 3:7  

Lesson: Explain what a prophet is and why it’s important to follow what he asks us to do. Tell the story of your favorite prophet in the scriptures and then tell how we have a current prophet. (Show a picture if possible)

Activity: Memorize the prophet’s name or other apostle’s names.

Closing Prayer

Treat: No-Bake Cookies (My healthy recipe is HERE)

 

Enjoy!

Xo,

Aubrey

 

God Needs Brave Moms

August 3, 2016 in Family / Love Notes

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The other morning I woke up with half of my mouth swollen. One of the joys of pregnancy is inflammation of your gums and they can easily get infection…so when I went in for an emergency dentist visit, that was my diagnosis.

“Are you sure you’re not pregnant?” she said.

“Nope. But I have been the passed year.”

I was calculating the other day how long my body has had pregnancy hormones. It’s been almost a year and my journey gets to continue. I don’t talk the details too much because I’m in the middle of it and it’s pretty tender to me, but this week I’ve had some kind of doctor appointment every day and Friday will be my 5th surgery this year. I’ve been told that my body can get pregnant easy but has a hard time carrying and might need medical intervention to get my babies here. We are currently waiting to hear back from some tests and know exactly which steps to take. It’s been quite a road for our little family.

But I’ve come to learn that it all really is okay.

Why?

Because God needs brave moms and if this is what I have to go through to become brave, I’ll do it.

So bring on more needles, surgeries, weight gain, more bad news and empty feelings. I got this. Being far from family has been difficult but we have a village here helping us every step of the way and my heart is filled to the brim with gratitude for those who have helped in so many different ways. (You know who you are, I love you!!)

EVERY mom person has some kind of “hard” to go through. My heart aches as I watch those who go through such heart breaking tragedies. I believe that our trials are tailored to us specifically and as I learn of what others go through, I gladly take my load because so many people have it pretty tough. You can’t compare trials but you can have compassion for others and gratitude for your own.

So maybe hard is okay. Maybe hard teaches us more than anything else would. Maybe it’s shaping us into someone better. And maybe… just maybe, all of this will teach me how to be brave.

Xo,

Aubrey

(These thoughts sparked after listening to a segment of THIS amazing talk.)

I’m back + 4th of July in Squares

July 12, 2016 in Family / Uncategorized

Hello world!

This blog has been on a pretty big break recently and I can’t say that I’m mad about it. It is exactly what I’ve been needing and has allowed me to get through a few things going on in our crazy busy lives recently.

In a nutshell, we travelled for about a month, sent Shey’s (my husband) parents off to be mission presidents in Mexico, celebrated my baby sister’s wedding, bought our first home in a small town in Texas, lost another pregnancy + found out some hard news that I’m not ready to talk about yet, started potty training, made homemade limeade everyday, and have had so many angels help us in so many different ways.

So I hope you’ll stick with me as I try to get back into the groove of writing again. The passed few years I’ve been writing about everything motherhood. I still will write about that since it’s a huge part of me and my little boy is my whole world, but that topic stings just a little bit right now. The passed few months I’ve had this nagging feeling to open up a little bit more about my family and the life we choose to live. It’s nothing extreme or out of the ordinary. It’s actually a pretty simple life. We find the biggest joys out of the smallest things and we choose to live a way that makes us happy.

If you’re new here, welcome! You will find that this blog is pretty raw, and as you get to know me I would love to get to know YOU. If you’ve been here awhile, I hope you like the new transition and would love to hear your feedback!

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I won’t lie, the time I miss home the most is the 4th of July. There’s something about Utah during that time that is so magical. (plus… the 24th is like round 2! Can’t beat it!) But this year ended up being so much fun. The day of the 4th a big Texas storm came rollin’ in, so we had a “re-do” with the parade and more fireworks on the 9th! Shey’s brother stayed with us one of the nights and we’ve been swimming our lives away! The city’s fireworks happen to be at a perfect view from our porch so it was the perfect ending to the best week!

Here was our 4th in squares:

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I hope you all had the best 4th of July!

Xo,

Aubrey

FHE Toddler Edition: Lesson #2

April 11, 2016 in Family Home Evening Lessons / For Kids / For Mamas

Hi sweet friends! I got some amazing feedback from last week so I figured I’d keep going with these little Family Home Evenings. Thank you all so much for sending me your messages and pictures of your activity last week! I loved seeing it! Here is this week’s lesson: (As usual, always very simple!)

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Lesson #2: My Heavenly Father Loves Me

Opening Prayer

Opening Song: My Heavenly Father Loves Me (music: HERE)

Scripture: 3 Nephi 17:11-12, 21-24 (scripture: HERE)

Lesson: Show a picture of Christ holding children (HERE) and talk about when Jesus taught the people he asked to bring their little ones to Him. (Point to little ones.) They sat on the ground around Him and Jesus knelt and prayed. (Show how we pray – kneel and bow heads) Then he blessed each child, one by one. Jesus did this because he loves his children. (hug themselves). Talk about the things we just sang about (birds, sky, lilac tree, etc.) and explain that Heavenly Father sends us those things to enjoy on the earth because He loves us. Explain to your child/children how much you love them and how much Heavenly Father loves them too.

Activity: Have them draw a picture of themselves inside a heart OR frost heart-shaped cookies.

Closing Prayer

Treat: Heart-shaped sugar cookies (click HERE for my swig recipe that you can use)

Let me know how this week goes!

Xo,

Aubrey

FHE: Toddler Edition

April 4, 2016 in Family Home Evening Lessons / For Kids / For Mamas

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Something that I always loved growing up was “Family Night”. My parents made it so fun. Whether it was a spiritual lesson, swimming, singing, making treats, a service project, weeding the backyard, or playing dodgeball on the tramp together-they made those times so special for us kids and it helped all of us become best of friends. I truly believe that we are really close because our parents put Family Home Evening as a priority in our lives. I’m LDS as mentioned before, and we are asked to set aside our lives and just be with our families every Monday night (or whatever works best in certain situations). I feel so grateful that my parents stuck with it, even on nights when all of us kids were fighting or when schedules were crazy, I don’t ever remember them saying “We’re gonna just skip FHE tonight”. They always did it, even when it was like pulling teeth. Those are some of my sweetest memories of my childhood.

Now that I’m on this side of things…having a lesson can be a bit tricky with a toddler… so sometimes our lessons have ended up with us doing a quick lesson and going out for ice cream, or a quick scripture and playing soccer in our living room. One night it was so chaotic we just did a quote while washing our toddler in the tub and getting him ready for bed.

So my husband and I sat down and decided we want to be better at teaching our children. We want what is being taught at home to be the primary source. So we created a Family Home Evening manual to use to help our toddler learn gospel principles in the home.

As I was trying to figure out how to teach him, the thought came that I should center it around primary songs. My little boy LOVES singing (as a lot of toddlers do), so each lesson is based off a primary song with gospel principles included.

DISCLAIMER: I’m all about simple. In fact, for me… the more simple the better! These lessons don’t take hours… little kids (and myself!) don’t have that long of an attention span. So you will find simple gospel principles, simple activities, and simple snack and treat ideas. I teach sunbeams, so a lot of the content is from there too. You will also most likely have all the supplies and everything you need at home!

*Direct links for more sources on words w/ all caps (still working on fixing that on my site!)*

 

 

Lesson #1: I am a Child of God

Opening Prayer

Opening Song: I AM A CHILD OF GOD

Scripture: PSALM 82:6

Lesson: Show a picture of Mary, Joseph, and Baby Jesus (here) and talk about how Jesus was once a baby.

Explain how Heavenly Father was Jesus’ dad and that he is our dad too. That’s what it means when we say “I am a child of God”.

Share your feelings about how much you love your kid(s) and why they mean so much to you.

Activity: Make painted handprints on card stock and write “I am a child of God” next to it.

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Closing Prayer

Treat: No-Bakes (my recipe is HERE)

Free Printable: (Click HERE)

 

Let me know if you end up doing this with your family! I’ll post more lessons on Mondays!

Xo,

Aubrey

25 Acts of Service (You can do with your kids!)

December 3, 2015 in DIY

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When we first got married we wanted to start all these new traditions. Some of them didn’t stick, but my favorite one we do every Christmas (or try to at least)! We call it: 12 Days of Service. It’s just a spin off of 12 Days of Christmas. We pick 12 people we want to serve… it can be people we know, or strangers on the street. It kinda came to us because we were both going to school and were so broke but wanted to share the Christmas spirit somehow! It has been a huge blessing to our little family and I hope that we can keep it up in the coming years.

If you want to join our family this year here are some ideas we’ve come up with and a few we’ve done that have made our Christmas season that much sweeter. They don’t have to be anything extravagant, in fact the more simple the better. I also feel like it’s a wonderful lesson to teach our kids in the midst of their long lists they write up for Santa. 😉

Here are a few ideas:

  1. Leave coins in a zip-lock bag taped to a washer/dryer at the laundry mat.
  2. Bring dinner to a widow or neighbor you don’t know.
  3. Free hot chocolate stand.
  4. Pay for someone’s food behind you at the drive-through.
  5. Write love notes (or for little ones color pictures) for family and friends.
  6. Pick a family to do Sub for Santa for.
  7. Pay for someone’s Redbox.
  8. Donate toys or books.
  9. Read to the kids at a Children’s hospital.
  10. Play bingo with the elderly at a nursing home.
  11. Return a stranger’s shopping cart for them.
  12. Bring flowers to your neighbors or someone who is having a rough day.
  13. Sit by someone who looks lonely.
  14. Compliment or smile at a stranger.
  15. Stop by grandparent’s just to say hi.
  16. Offer to babysit for a stressed out mom.
  17. Create “care” baskets for tired parents at the NICU.
  18. Help a friend clean out their house or organize a room.
  19. Make meals for a mom who just had a baby.
  20. Go to the dollar store and have your toddler pick out all their favorite toys to give to another friend who is adapting to a new sibling.
  21. Leave a note or treat in your mailbox for the mailman.
  22. Make sugar cookies and go caroling to your neighbors.
  23. Bring in all the trash cans in the neighborhood.
  24. Write thank you notes to give to your nearest fire station or police station.
  25. Make a jar of “Gifts to Jesus” with goals and service you want to do in the coming year.

I also love the idea of turning all of these into an advent calendar to do for the whole month of December! If you join in, use hashtag #12daysofservice to share your ideas!

(I also just recently discovered The Giving Manger which is a similar concept that I’m all for. Check them out!)

What are some of your favorite Christmas (or other holiday) traditions? Would love to hear!

 

Xo,

Aubrey

1 Day Old.

October 19, 2015 in Photography

It’s been a few weeks since I did this session at the hospital for my cute friend and I still am in love. There is nothing sweeter than seeing a sibling love on their one day old brother. (For those of you wondering about my “Mamahood Gallery” — I am working on a photography portfolio because I love capturing and celebrating motherhood (obvi.) and families! I don’t claim to be an amazing pro that makes millions and travels the world, I have so much to learn and I’m excited about it! I know it’s one more hobby to add to my crazy long list, but it’s been so fun and there’s always a tender feeling in the hospital when I take these kinds of pics, there’s nothing like it!)

Also excited to let you in on all the “Must-Haves” for your hospital bag if you are having a baby soon – stay tuned!

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Xo,

Aubrey

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