Monday, November 28, 2016

Justine from Little Dove {The Mommylogues Series}

I'm so glad Justine is my newest Mommylogues Series guest! Not only is she a wonderful blogger but she is also an awesome designer and I have no shame in asking her for custom orders pretty regularly because she is that good.
Hi there, I’m Justine! Wife to Mike (my best friend, editor, and human selfie stick), mom to four little cuties under the age of seven (official models and taste testers), lover of Diet Coke and chocolate cake, nerdy game and nap time enthusiast, avid DIYer and baker, fan of using too many commas, wanna-be running rockstar, and supermom in training. I blog at Little Dove and have been for 6 years now! In fact, I'm running a giveaway right now over on Instagram to celebrate and I'd love for y'all to have a chance to win. I am so excited to be writing a guest post for Whitney today—she truly is one of my favorite bloggers (and best customers, wink wink). Dear kiddos, I'm sorry Dear kiddos, 

I'm sorry mommy is tired. That my temper is short and my patience is thin. That some days I function purely in "survivor mode", "auto pilot", whatever you want to call it. My main objective on those days is to make sure that you are all still alive and fed by the time that your dad gets home from work. Bonus points if the house is still intact. Gold star-level rockstar status if I'm wearing actual clothes and a little makeup by that time. 

I'm sorry mommy is so busy. All the time. The laundry is never-ending, the cleaning is never-ending, the errands are never-ending. Some days I'm so busy that you're cooped up inside all day while I try frantically to catch up on cleaning. Some days I'm so busy that you spend the entire day being shuttled in and out of the car while we run one errand after another. And as much fun as that is for ME to take four young children on a six hour day of errands, I'm sure it's even more fun for YOU. No wonder by the end of the day we all resemble POWs. 

I'm sorry mommy is forgetful. And I don't mean that I forget to make you hot chocolate like I said I would (although I am), or that one time I forgot to pack you a lunch (Hey, I remembered in time to bring it to you later that day! Crisis averted.). No, I mean sometimes I forget that being your mom comes first. Before being a blogger, before being a small business owner, and right on par with being someone's wife. 

I am human. Imperfect. A work in progress. And yet, you all love me anyway. Your love seems to be unconditional, from sun up to sun down. Being the tired, busy, forgetful mom to you four has taught me so much about love and about what's really important. But, like I said, I'm a work in progress so I often need reminding. Also, mom brain is really real—see point number three above. 

But thank you, thank you for being able to see past all of that and know how much I love all of you. Because my love for each of you is also unconditional. I never knew how much I could love someone I had just met until I became a mom for the first time, and then I continued to be astonished how much my love just continued to grow with each of you that came along. I want to be the best mom I can for you because I know that you all are the best kids for me. So I will continue to work on my patience, my priorities, and my memory. No promises on that last one though—again, mom brain.     

Thanks so much to Whitney for having me over today, and thanks y'all for reading! You can find me over on my blog, and you can also pin me, tweet me, gram me, and face me. Wait, that doesn't sound right... 





  1. I love this!! Justine hit the nail on the head with her letter. I feel that way so often and it's always nice to hear that someone else does too.

  2. This had me in tears! Thank you so much for sharing this Justine. You read my mind.

  3. This, this was just what I needed to read today. Thanks you Justine.

  4. Love, love, love Justine! And this post could not have been better timed. Today my patience has been tried more times than I can count, and tears may have been shed (by me). Yet, no matter how much I falter, those babes of mine still love me fiercely.


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