Crispy Kale and Chickpea Bowls from The Faux Martha

This time around the new motherhood sun, I had plans to help myself succeed, plans I didn’t know to bother with the first time. You know, plans like childcare outside the house for Linnie and summer camp for Hal; plans like washing my face every day and ordering meal kits to make sure we eat at least one satisfying meal a day. Simple plans thwarted by COVID, all of them except ordering meal kits, which saved dinnertime the first two months as a family of 4, which also inspired this post and recipe for Crispy Kale and Chickpea Bowls now on regular rotation over here. (PS—We’re going a little crazy,  but I’m so thankful for all this extra time with my girls.)

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DIY no-sew crib skirt from the faux martha

After I assembled Hal’s crib, I was so disappointed to see this empty, unattended to space between the mattress and the base of the crib. The pictures I had seen of the crib were at the lowest setting, you know, where the mattress rests at the base of the crib, and, as a first-time mom, I didn’t consider how the mattress would look way up high for a really tiny baby. So I attended to the unattended to space and figured out how to make a crib skirt without a sewing machine or much skill. Six years later, I did the same for Linnie’s crib. If that space drives you crazy too, or if you’re just looking to add a pop of pattern, here’s a very simple DIY No-Sew Crib Skirt tutorial. Read more

Chipotle Kale Slaw Quesadillas from the faux martha

Dinnertime right now is a game of how fast can I get dinner on the table with enough vegetables tucked inside—because, have I gotten enough vegetables today?— before the baby wakes up. It’s also a game of how can I accessorize the same simple meal I’ve made a thousand times over the last couple of months into something new-ish. Just like adding a necklace to the same chambray dress, slaw can somehow dress up the same old same old quesadilla into something oh-my-gosh good. That and swapping your regular quesadilla cheese for something smoky and spicy. Tonight, I won with these Chipotle Kale Slaw Quesadillas. Read more

Bright Blueberry Lemon Overnight Oats from The Faux Martha

“Remember, this is supposed to be fun,” a much older and wiser friend told Kev during a recent conversation lamenting the hard parts about updating a 50-year-old cabin. This is a lesson we’ve learned over and over again in our young adult life—to remember to infuse the hard parts with something else. Read more

DIY baby mobile tutorial from the faux martha

We invested in a couple of pieces for Linnie’s room that would last deep into life. But I just couldn’t bring myself to invest in this cute $90 mobile that would only last months. Instead, I made a similar mobile for Linnie’s room for under $30. (We’ll turn those felted wool balls into a garland when she’s no longer enamored with lying on her back and looking up at the world.) If you’ve been dreaming of an easy tutorial for a DIY Baby Mobile, well, here it is. Read more

Linden's room with crib from The Faux Martha

From guest room to Linden’s nursery, the transformation is complete, minus a tinker here and a tinker there. (See the moodboard here.) It’s strange to design a space for someone you don’t know yet, but it’s also one of my favorite things to do in the last weeks of pregnancy—to create a space she’ll hopefully love to play in and sleep in. Please sleep, I prayed as I set the level on the shelf while Kev screwed it into the wall. Please be level, too. Made from shallow prayers, teamwork, hand-me-downs, so many stripes, and last-minute Target drive-up pick-ups (because COVID), I’d love to take you on a tour of Linnie’s room. Read more

Oh, hi. It’s me again. We’ve been getting a 9-hour stretch of sleep outta this baby for the last week (!!), something we didn’t get outta Hal until she was over a year. Things are starting to feel normal again. You know, new normal. With that, I’m wading my way back online. Though it shouldn’t go without mentioning, using the word normal about life feels strange right now, like it’s a word worth holding back on. Nothing is normal outside the walls of our house, neighborhood, and country between the centuries-long lack of basic human rights extended towards our Black neighbors and the months-long pandemic. If anything, a new normal, a more equitable normal, is in order here, too. It’s a heavy time to be dipping my toes back into this space. I’m not quite sure how to do it all and do it all well, but here I am, tripping along. Oh, hi. Read more

Hello. Hi! I didn’t mean to completely disappear. Or disappear without saying I was disappearing. I planned on taking a maternity leave, some time off and away from the internet. I also planned on mentioning it. And then one week went by, and then another and another, until we had ourselves an 7 8 week old (I started this post a week ago if that tells you anything about the state of things). I guess it goes without saying—she’s here! Linden June Coleman arrived on April 1st during a pandemic. After a couple days of consistent but false labor, very early on a Wednesday, we barely made it to the hospital in time to meet her. On the walk waddle from the triage room to the delivery room, mid-migraine, my water broke, and I went from 5 to 10 cm dilated. She was in our arms 10 minutes later, the longest, most painful 10 minutes later. Maybe she was in just as big of a rush to get home and quarantine as we were. Read more

 
 
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