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I love being able to experience my daughter grow up. She is getting so much better at telling stories too. She gets all animated and expressive that Andrew and I can't help but laugh. Her personality is really coming through and it's a privilege to watch. Ryan-Kate and I recently took some Mommy  and Me photos for a swim suit line called SwimZip. They have tons of cute options for you and your little. I am already eyeing my next one! The one that RK and I are sporting is their new line that is launching this Friday. It is along sleeve surf suit, but seeing as I have never surfed I love it for those days when maybe the sun is just too intense. I also discovered after I took on this project that SwimZip was recently on ABC's Shark Tank! Check them out!

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Luna

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Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. 
I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   
But when I start to tell them, 
They think I’m telling lies. 
I say, 
It’s in the reach of my arms, 
The span of my hips,   
The stride of my step,   
The curl of my lips.   
I’m a woman 
Phenomenally. 
Phenomenal woman,   
That’s me. 

I walk into a room 
Just as cool as you please,   
And to a man, 
The fellows stand or 
Fall down on their knees.   
Then they swarm around me, 
A hive of honey bees.   
I say, 
It’s the fire in my eyes,   
And the flash of my teeth,   
The swing in my waist,   
And the joy in my feet.   
I’m a woman 
Phenomenally. 
Phenomenal woman, 
That’s me. 

Men themselves have wondered   
What they see in me. 
They try so much 
But they can’t touch 
My inner mystery. 
When I try to show them,   
They say they still can’t see.   
I say, 
It’s in the arch of my back,   
The sun of my smile, 
The ride of my breasts, 
The grace of my style. 
I’m a woman 
Phenomenally. 
Phenomenal woman, 
That’s me. 

Now you understand 
Just why my head’s not bowed.   
I don’t shout or jump about 
Or have to talk real loud.   
When you see me passing, 
It ought to make you proud. 
I say, 
It’s in the click of my heels,   
The bend of my hair,   
the palm of my hand,   
The need for my care.   
’Cause I’m a woman 
Phenomenally. 
Phenomenal woman, 
That’s me.
- Maya Angelou

Outfit Details:  Overalls- Madewell // Top- Madewell (similar) // Clogs- Topshop (Old) // Bag- Madewell (old)
Ryan-Kate:  Jumper- Nel&Witt // Shoes- H&M // Bow- Chico Rose

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 As I watch Ryan-Kate grow, I am learning more to appreciate the mess that surrounds a growing girl. She was always been happy and full of life and watching her grow has been on of the best experiences in my life. It not easy one hundred percent of the time, but it's still beautiful. When the house is a mess- clothes on the floor, toys sprinkled all over the house, books everywhere but the book case. It all represents something. 
She's learning, playing, and growing. And the mess? That's proof of life. 
The books everywhere means that she she was eager to learn that day. The clothes on the floor means that she got her hands dirty exploring her senses. The toys on the ground means she's playing and interacting with the world around her. 
There is beauty in  the mess, and I am realizing that it is all about my perspective. I am learning more from Ryan-Kate to appreciate the life that is happening around me, and not be so concerned about the mess.
 Outfit Details: Blouse- Zara // Cropped Flare Jeans- Target // Sandals- Sam Edleman 



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In honor of it being RK's Birthday month, I thought I would share her birth story. She was born December 26th, the day immediately after Christmas. Which means that she will forever be living in the shadow of Christmas.
Thanks a lot Jesus. 
Just kidding.
Several days before Ryan-Kate was born, I had a doctors appointment to see how my final few weeks of pregnancy were going. I was about 38 weeks pregnant with a tired body, swollen feet and hands, and (im)patiently waiting to meet our baby girl. When I went in for my checkup, the doctor checked my blood pressure which seemed higher than average. I was told to make another appointment for a few days after to make sure I wasn't going to have to be induced because of my stress levels. The next couple of days my blood pressure went back to normal.
Close call.
Within those days, I felt normal. I noticed my ribs had more room like she dropped, which doctors confirmed at my appointment. Other than that, I had no idea when she was going to come because I was still 38 weeks pregnant, with two more weeks to go until my due date. We had family in town because I couldn't travel for obvious reasons. We celebrated our Christmas Eve by opening presents and then attending a Christmas Eve service at church. Just very normal stuff.
It was around 8pm, everyone was eating dinner, and I decided not to eat because I still felt full from lunch. I decided, instead, to put together a gift that Andrew got me. It was a poster with the quote "If you want to change the world, go home and love your family." By Mother Theresa. As I was getting the poster in a frame, I sort of accidentally peed myself. I remember thinking, this can't be my water breaking, right? I just didn't know what to look for- I felt so unprepared. I decided to empty my bladder and change my shorts, but then it happened again, and I had to change my shorts. Again. Yet still I was unsure if my water had just broke. It was nothing like the movies. 
Meanwhile everyone decided to watch a movie while I laid down upstairs. I told Andrew I was pretty sure my water had just broke but I didn't feel anything different- some just decided to wait for a bit. I didn't have much knowledge about bitting a life, but I did know that it could be a long process and we didn't want to excite them incase I was really in labor or it would be another 10 hours or something.
8:30pm- My contractions start. At this point I am pretty sure I am going into labor. They were so far apart, but I knew we would have to get to the doctor when they started getting closer. 
9:00pm- I start to panicky text my sister and mom letting them know what is going on. The contractions  are closer. I also start to google lamaze classes and breathing techniques. You see, I never even took a class. 
9:30pm- Contractions are about 15 minutes apart. I tell Andrew we need to go, and he asks me if he can finish his movie (a movie he had already seen several times, mind you). I say yes. I do my makeup and finish packing. 
10:15pm- The movie finishes an we get ready to leave. Andrew's parents decide to tag along. My contractions are now10 minutes apart. 
10:45pm- The nurse confirms that I am in labor and I get moved to another room. My contractions are so painful, it hurts to think. 
11:30pm- A nurse checks me again. RK wasn't all the dilated, so I was told walking around helps. I don't even make it to the door, my contractions were so bad. On top of that, I have already thrown up all over the floor. 
12am- My contractions are so bad that I think I might die. I tell Andrew several times that I don't think I can do it- that it is too painful. 
1am- I get the epidural. 
My epidermal finally kicks it, and I can start to feel the pain dull. At this point I was so exhausted that I start to fall asleep. In between dozing in and out my beautiful nurses check in on me and are so helpful and kind. My room feels peaceful and quiet. Andrew is sleeping on a couch next to me. Neither of us knew what was about to happen or how our little girl would change our lives. We were excited and scared and anxious and nervous and all sorts of emotions. 
6am-  a nurse checks me and lets me know that the baby is fully dilated. She told me to hang tight for one more hour to see if the baby drops any more.
7am- Nurses and doctors are in the room and it's time to start pushing. So I push and push, and until..
7:45am- They tell me to stop. I can hear her. She's on my chest, crying. I start to talk to her and she quiets down. She recognizes my voice. I'm overwhelmed and Andrew can't stop crying.
Ryan-Kate Justice Nemeth
5lbs 15oz
Born on December 26, 2015 at 7:45am

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