For The Love Of Conviction


I still remember the guilt and worry that consumed me as a child when I found out my sister was smoking. I was about ten years old when for whatever reason she showed me the cigarettes she had in her room. She had started smoking and thought it would be fun to tell ME out of all people! And of course, she told me NOT to tell our parents. It’s as if she did this just to torture me. I tossed and turned all night long wrestling with this new truth, until finally in the middle of the night I went to my parent’s room and woke up my mom. I was in tears as I told her the news. It was as if I was holding on to this tragic thing that I couldn’t hold onto any longer. The thought of this is pretty funny to me now, but at the time it was serious business! It seems I was born with a huge conscience. I used to wish I wasn’t so sensitive to things, but these days I’ve grown to love my convictions because they are a sign of growth.

When all of a sudden I’m getting a check in my Spirit after I do or say something, then I know the Lord is slowly working on me in a certain area. I want to be willing to be worked on. Instead of ignoring the Holy Spirit when He’s talking to me, I allow Him to lead.

Some of the things I’ve felt conviction for lately are things that didn’t convict me before and I’m encouraged by that. The more we follow the Lord, making Him priority, the more He is able to mold us into His image. It’s such a natural progression and nothing that feels like rules, pressure, or being good to measure up.

Here’s how conviction plays out in my life.

The other day I was about to send a sarcastic text (I am naturally sarcastic. Nothing wrong with that, except for when It’s wrong :)) to a friend the other day. But, right before I pushed send, the phrase, “Blessed are the peacekeepers” popped into my mind. Then the scripture-

 “Pursue peace with all people, and holiness, without which no one will see the Lord” Hebrews 12:14

Instantly I felt guided. I felt convicted. But not in a negative way; A loving reminder kind of way.

Before I sent that “not so peace making” text message, I put the phone down and resisted the possible text convo that usually doesn’t result in bringing about peace. Let’s admit, sometimes we want to send that text or make that call to a friend to vent…but if we’re honest it probably isn’t going to bring about any good and especially not peace.

Let’s seek peace. Let’s allow the Holy Spirit to mold us into that perfect vessel so that we can see the Lord so clearly. Once we see and know His beauty, we can’t help but be transformed.



Friends, I can promise you one thing–this seemingly perfect playhouse never looks as clean and organized as it does in these photos. On a typical day there are plates and play food covering the floor all while our dogs join in on the chaos by coming in to shake off their pool water!

All that to say, messy or not, this cute little playhouse is a spot I had the vision for years ago when my children were infants. I purposed to create a fun space for my children and their little friends to play, imagine, and explore. A spot where sweet memories are created often and laughs are always present. I just love knowing my children will cherish these memories when they look back on their childhood.

Play Kitchen, Shopping Basket/vintage, Rug, Wall baskets, Wooden play food, Hanging plant holder, Succulent bowl, Metal pots and pans.

I originally sketched out my vision for this house with our contractor on the chalkboard wall of our kid’s playroom inside our home. It’s a good thing Billy, our friend and contractor is just as much a dreamer and creative as I am. We made a great team. In the end, the roof took on a slant to match the structure already present in our yard, and the “small, basic” playhouse got a loft, stairs, and flower bed! Ha! What can I say? Once you start building, things just evolve.

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The numerous windows are great for letting lots of light and cool breeze in on a hot South Texas day! The windows are also created with shutters that raise up to resemble a café window the kids can serve food from.

The wooden chairs are vintage, painted and distressed. For shelving, I used spice racks from Ikea, painted them white and then distressed them using sandpaper. They are inexpensive and the perfect size to display a few special items, making it super easy for littles to see and reach.  Wooden bowls, Cafe menus, Wooden garland, Pot + Succulent, Serving trays

 Now, for the outside of the playhouse, I wanted to create more spaces for fun! In the back of the house we purchased material and supplies from Home Depot to create a play zone. The outside area includes a DIY double swing, sand pit, play telescope + steering wheel, and a small flower and herb garden that my daughter is in charge of maintaining 🙂

Here are some of the building process. The kids were super excited as their playhouse came to life. I’m pretty sure they asked, “Is our playhouse done?” just about every day!

Java, our goldendoodle was under the impression that the house was just for her. 

I’m sure I am leaving out details, but I would love to hear from you! Please let me know if you have any questions. I tried my best to list all sources, but I am sure I left some out. 

We created this house in a way that will allow us to use it as a pool house once the children are older. I love to make things practical and look at the long term picture. 

Here’s to many days of outside play, imagination and laughs to come! And to letting them be little as long as possible. 

Who says your life is mediocre?


I recently read a blog that was shared thousands of times in which the writer asks the question, “What if I’m okay with a mediocre life?”

However, in all the ways she spelled out her life as mediocre, I found it to be quite the contrary.


of only moderate quality; not very good.

Since when did living a life that doesn’t include fame or huge and very visible things mean that our lives are mediocre? Since when did being a mom, wife and sister equate to not being enough? Who says bigger is always better? Who says having a not too big and not too small, but somewhere in the middle-sized body is mediocre?  Yet, her questions and writing resounded with so many women. That must mean so many of us feel this tension inside. The need to be more, the feelings of not being enough, and the pressure to strive.

So, what if you aren’t traveling and speaking to thousands, but you do invest in individuals? What if you’re not on leadership at a church, but you make a positive impact within the church body? What if your body isn’t what it used to be before having children and you’re ok with that? What if you don’t start an orphanage in Africa, yet you love and give locally? What if your home is never decorated like so many beautiful homes we see on social media or in magazines, but it’s just right for your family? What if you can’t always keep up with feeding your family super healthy or organic meals and every now and then you enjoy pizza with them instead?

Who says this way of life is mediocre? Who says it’s not enough or you’re not enough?

The world may scream at us to hustle or strive and measure up, but not even the world can steal the peace and wholeness that resides in a women who knows who and whose she is.

The truth is, not one person has it all together at all times. When we see the perfect homes in magazines or social media, we must know that to get a perfect picture of one room, all the other rooms are most likely in complete disarray. When we see a mom or wife that travels often or works most of the week, we must know that they have help with their children and time away from their family is required. Because nobody can do all and be all things to the fullest and we were never called to. I once found myself giving into that lie that we must be all things and do all things to perfection.  In the end, living that lie left me so exhausted and anxious.

True rest comes when we embrace our identity as His children; His beloved. 

Lately I’ve found myself living life at such a calm, peaceful pace. Finally coming to this place of contentment. This place of knowing that I do not need to rush, or hurry to make anything happen in my life. A place where days of rest, quality time, and putting energy and time towards life giving things bring such fullness. I’m content in my role as a mom, wife, and friend. I am content praying and helping others, worshipping, writing from my heart, loving well, and just being His. I’m content, but I am also not allowing myself to stay comfortable. 

While it is true that we are loved and we are enough, we can’t stop there. As much as the Lord loves us just as we are, His love still calls us to the more.  I believe the blog resonated with so many because it allowed us to take a big sigh of relief.  Deep down, we want permission to just be enough and to just stop there.

The thing is, the times I’ve grown the most were when I stepped out onto the water and far away from the boat–the place that keeps me safe and comfortable. 

It’s His love that calls us to the more. The more will look different for everyone, but there is always, always more. The more may seem like too much, but we can do hard or big things with His grace. I believe we can step out into the more He has for us and still live life from a calm, simple and peaceful position. But, if we stay comfortable, we aren’t growing. It’s His good pleasure to give, guide and watch us grow into fullness; and there’s nothing mediocre about a life lived only to follow His lead.

Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God [set aside self-righteous pride], so that He may exalt you [to a place of honor in His service] at the appropriate time, casting all your cares [all your anxieties, all your worries, and all your concerns, once and for all] on Him, for He cares about you [with deepest affection, and watches over you very carefully]. 1 Peter 5:6-7Amplified Bible (AMP)




I remember feeling so confused and discouraged the first time I read the book of Ecclesiastes. Solomon wrote Ecclesiastes from a void in his life and a search for meaning. He reflects on the major accomplishments in his life in light of the reality of our lives being but a vapor.

Solomon writes,

That which has been is what will be,
That which is done is what will be done,
And there is nothing new under the sun.

Ecclesiastes 1:9

That verse isn’t the most motivational for sure. The reader is left with the thought, “Then what’s the point of even trying?” I dug deeper to find his ultimate message is to encourage us to not waste our lives trying to justify our existence with pursuits that ultimately mean nothing. Instead, he prompts us to make our lives count for eternity.

When we love and serve Jesus fully, we are doing the same thing today that we will do for eternity. We are making the ways of Heaven known on earth.  This is the way the Lord intended us to live when He said, “On earth as it is in Heaven”.  Even if what we are called to has been done so many times before, there’s still great purpose in it. Purpose that will count for not only this life time, but for eternity.

Have you ever wanted to try something, but never did due to the thought, “What can I say or do that hasn’t been done already?”

I believe when we are putting Jesus first, He will start leading us to use what He has put in us for His glory.  Whatever that thing is. The thing that you enjoy, feel called to, or do well. That thing that makes your heart come alive. It may be singing, helping others in the medical world, playing an instrument, crunching numbers, painting, photography, writing or speaking. You fill in the blank. Yet, so many of us aren’t using our gifts to make Jesus known in the earth.

It’s true; there really is nothing new under the sun. No matter what your talent or gifting is, it most likely has been done before in some form. History does repeat itself.

But the thing is, the sun is huge,

and there is room for us all to live out our dreams under it.

We need you to do your thing.

We need you to be fully you while you’re doing it.

We can’t do what we are called to fully, if you’re not doing your thing.

We are all meant to play a unique chord in life that certain people will identify with more than they would with any other chord.

What happens when you get under your chord?

Someone else could be great at what you’re great at, but only you can do that thing in the unique way you were created to do it. God created us each with a blue print unlike anyone else in the earth.

I think if we all begin to appreciate the full, complete, and multi-faceted body of Christ, comparison would disappear!

Lisa Bevere speaks such truth when she says, “There’s enough glory to go around for each of us, and when we’re all operating in our created purpose, together we are the most glorious. Paul taught us that Christ’s Body is made up of many members that have different functions.”

These verses are so rich with truth!

“For even as the body is one and yet has many members, and all the members of the body, though they are many, are one body, so also is Christ…. For the body is not one member, but many. If the foot says, “Because I am not a hand, I am not a part of the body,” it is not for this reason any the less a part of the body. And if the ear says, “Because I am not an eye, I am not a part of the body,” it is not for this reason any the less a part of the body. If the whole body were an eye, where would the hearing be? If the whole were hearing, where would the sense of smell be? But now God has placed the members, each one of them, in the body, just as He desired. If they were all one member, where would the body be? But now there are many members, but one body. And the eye cannot say to the hand, “I have no need of you”; or again the head to the feet, “I have no need of you”

1 Corinthians 12:12-21

What is your function? He wired each of us so uniquely to function as only we can. Maybe you’re not surrounded by others who see your wiring and encourage you to function. It’s so important to find a church where they see your wiring and set you in place to function well.  A church full of family who love you, see what is in you and encourage you to try something new and uncomfortable.

As Kevin Leal says, “If the gift is not expressed, the person becomes depressed.” We are the most alive and joy-filled when we’re doing what we are called to.

I don’t know about you, but I’m super grateful the Lord made this a team effort. I’m glad that I don’t need to function in all things well, I just need to do what I am called to.

Thankfully, the Lord gives us grace for the place and things He calls us to. I know I’m not in place when the grace isn’t there and I’m having to try too hard. If the grace is there you’re in place.

Let’s find our place and make our lives count for eternity!

Coffee Shop Design


I’m so excited to share all of the design details within the Coffee Waves Flour Bluff expansion. Design (well, anything creative really) is something I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE. So getting to design this coffee shop was a ton of fun for me!

Originally, when we first opened we had only about 1500 sq. ft. of total space. This meant seating was super limited. With the expansion, we doubled in size! My main goal was to create various options for seating. From the large group to the one person coming in to work on their laptop, there are plenty of options to choose from!

Some of my favorite additions to the shop are:  The conference room (Which was totally my husband’s idea! ) is available for booking meetings, the stage which is great for comedy night or live music, and last but not least…THE PLANTS!!

The conference room has light grey textured walls, a large wooden meeting table, and couches. A printer and television are also available for customers booking the meeting space. We are pretty excited about this neat space as we know meeting spaces are limited and needed within the city.

The long cushioned booth along the wall is ideal for maximizing seating. The walls are black with a heavy texture. At one point during remodel, all I could see was black, which made the space super dark. It was a tad frightening!

But, I still had faith it would all come together, and gosh, I’m SO glad it did! A few main things brought in more warm and diversity. Mainly, PLANTS, PLANTS, and more PLANTS! Really, how can you go wrong with greenery?! By adding shelving above the entrance as well as above the bench seating, we were able to display various plants that only require minimum sunlight. The white subway tile also helped break up the black!

We love to support local businesses and talent! All tables and chairs were built by Mr. Lancaster, a super talented craftsmen @ H Lancaster Co. 


Some of the other details that give the shop some flare are the unique light fixtures, textured walls, open shelving, chalkboard wall art, fun bathroom wallpaper, and various local artwork displayed.

If you are ever in the Corpus Christi area or if you are a local, but haven’t came to visit, please do. We would love to meet you!


I did not go into too much detail, but if you have any questions regarding any items you see in this post, please don’t hesitate to ask.  Here are a few main sources:

Bathroom wallpaper: Hygge & West

Plant Services: Green Things Interiorscapes

(minus all pictures of construction & my little ones which were taken by yours truly)

Billy Placker with J&B Remodeling did an amazing job making my vision coming to life!



You know those times when it’s a struggle to find happiness even when, by most standards, you should be happy?  You know, those seasons or days in life when things are going well enough and nothing bad in particular is happening, but at the same time nothing extremely great is happening either? It’s as if life just seems to be on coast mode– an endless repeat of the same routine. Of course, It’s easy to be happy when something phenomenal happens, but what about the mundane seasons, the seasons of waiting, the seasons when your prayers don’t seem to be getting answered and dreams aren’t coming true? Those are the times in life when if you let it,  despair easily takes the place of joy.

I’ve found myself in that place of despair too often to admit. I never stopped having faith, hoping for the best or attending church, but then again, we all know plenty of Christians who have faith and go to church, yet still live unhappy and discontent lives.

I started to wonder why I kept finding myself in this place where feelings of boredom, discontentment and being unfulfilled ruled my life. I wondered what was wrong with me. How could I have so many great things going for me, yet still be unhappy? How was this cycle repeating when I knew the Truth and loved Jesus?

Eventually I caught on. I realized that the same exact things happened each time to get me to that place, and I was allowing it to happen every time. It always started (and still does try) with my lack of patience for His timing and process.  When things weren’t happening the way I thought they should or as quickly as I thought they should, I would slowly let my discontentment lead the way. And it led right into checking out on social media or TV, staying busy and not making time with Jesus a priority. In turn, my joy and motivation for much of anything started lacking.  Once my joy was gone and discontentment filled my soul, thankfulness was nowhere to be found.

Once I recognized the pattern, I started to make changes. Through it all,  I found that being intentionally thankful made the biggest impact.

It helps to remember we give thanks to God not because of how we feel, but because of who He is.

Practically speaking, I made effort in various ways.

Choosing stillness instead of busy,

Speaking positive statements instead of complaints,

Posting His promises around my home and saying them out loud,

Choosing a great book or His word over social media,

Going for a run while listening to worship, podcasts, and praying.

Eventually, His truth becomes our new reality and He fills us with true and lasting joy. The kind of joy nothing else in this world can offer. It really is the most fulfilling way to live.

“You make known to me the path of life; in your presence there is fullness of joy; at your right hand are pleasures forevermore.”  Psalm 16:11

Could I encourage you today to find joy even in the process, the waiting and the not so exciting seasons?

God is working in our waiting.

There is purpose in the process.

The harder seasons are the ones that make us ready for the great ones to come!



The promise in the Garden

infant loss

It has been 6 months since I last held my baby girl, Eden Grace; she was already with Jesus when I met her. I’ve been on a journey of healing and growing each day since she passed away. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of her and see her sweet face in my mind. With every month comes a new level of realization. Each time I get away to be alone with Jesus, to just bring him all of my thoughts and feelings, I always leave with even more understanding and peace.


I write often, but not often do I write about our sweet Eden. Writing about her requires so much from me. But, I’m always willing to do hard things, especially if my story and message helps just one person.

I choose to share this part of my journey to say–God is with us in every season.

I share this particular part of my journey as proof that doing life with Jesus is the best way. It is not a religion. It is not a Sunday morning routine. It is not a memorized prayer. It is a true relationship. And through this relationship and time seeking Him, listening, reading His word, and letting Him guide me, He reveals Himself throughout my life.

I share to show just how personal a relationship with Jesus can be. He wants to be part of every single area of our lives. He wants to show Himself to us all.

I share to shine some light on a different perspective of loss.  I hear the questions, “Well, if God is good, why did He allow death? Why doesn’t He always intervene? Why does He heal some and not others?” so often, but for me, instead of needing all of the answers, I choose to have faith in a God I know to be real. A God who is active in my life. A God who never promised a life without hard times, but does promise to comfort and redeem what has been lost. As I tell parts of my healing process and story, I do hope to share the ways in which He has been active in my life and just how much He has come through on His promises to never leave or forsake.

I think about so many people who go through such great loss, but lack Jesus in the midst of it all. I simply can’t imagine relying on time as the only source for healing.

Many people have told me since her passing, “give it time’ or “time will heal you.” To that I say—“No, Time itself isn’t what I’m depending on. Time doesn’t comfort. Time doesn’t speak. Time doesn’t heal. Time doesn’t bring revelation.”

Instead, I rely solely on Jesus, and I focus on the path He has for me. What does this path look like right now? Well, for me it looks like a garden. Let me explain in a moment.

But, before I explain let me first say that I do not believe in coincidence. When things happen that, in the natural seem like a coincidence, I know better than that. I know it was God’s hand.

While I was pregnant with Eden, the Lord so clearly gave me her first and middle name as well as her life scripture.

For the Lord will comfort Zion,
He will comfort all her waste places;
He will make her wilderness like Eden,
And her desert like the garden of the Lord;
Joy and gladness will be found in it,
Thanksgiving and the voice of melody.

Isaiah 51:3

To read more on that, feel free to read this post. I cannot say I knew just how significant her life scripture would eventually be to us.  This scripture is now a life scripture for my husband and I– A scripture we can hold on to and be encouraged by. He knows exactly what we need before we ever know. He knew that scripture would bring comfort.

Eden means “delight” and also refers to the Garden of Eden in the Bible. From her nursery, her baby shower, and her memorial service, “garden” has been the theme for all of the decor.  Now, within my life since losing her, “garden” remains the theme in different ways.

The Lord continues to speak to me through the significance of her name. The Garden of Eden was a beautiful garden, full of color, flowers, fruits and vegetables and wildlife. It was a place of delight, pleasure and friendship with the Lord. But, most importantly to me, the garden represents new life!

It just so happened (not by coincidence) that Kari Jobe released a song called “The Garden” shortly after Eden’s passing.

I had all
But given up
Desperate for it
A sign from love
Something good
Something kind
Bringing peace to every corner of my mind

Then I saw the garden
Hope had come to me
To sweep away the ashes
And wake me from my sleep

I realized
You never left
And for this moment
You planned ahead
That I would see
Your faithfulness in all of the green

I can see the ivy
Growing through the wall
‘Cause You will stop at nothing
To heal my broken soul

I can see the ivy
Reaching through the wall
‘Cause You will stop at nothing
To heal my broken soul

Ohh, You’re healing broken souls
Ohh, You’re healing broken souls

Faith is rising up like ivy
Reaching for the light
Hope is stirring deep inside me
Making all things right

Love is lifting me from sorrow
Catching every tear
Dispelling every lie and torment
Crushing all my fears

You crush all my fears
You crush all my fears
With Your perfect love
Ohh-ohhh, with Your perfect love

Now I see redemption
Growing in the trees
The death and resurrection
In every single seed.

Oh how I see His faithfulness. I see how He planned ahead for me.

Most importantly this song brought this realization—

It was when I was pregnant with Eden that the idea to blog came to me. So much creativity and vision for my life came during that time. It could have come at any other time in my life, but it came then. (not a coincidence) While pregnant, I began to write, to dream and to take the risk to blog which meant putting myself out there for others to judge my words, my thoughts and even my home and how I design it. Now, after losing Eden, I am filled with desire to encourage and inspire others to live life to the fullest, relying on Jesus in all seasons… the valleys and the mountain tops.

I do not believe she had to die in order for these things to happen, but I do believe that the Lord is making beauty from ashes. He is birthing new things in me, restoring me and redeeming what was lost.

What does the garden mean to me?

New life, fresh vision, increased creativity and passion— the God kind of life we can all experience!

May I inspire you to live in the garden? Where even in death, new and beautiful things come forth. Where relationship with the Lord and tending to what He has given you is the main focus. It really is such a delight.

Don’t like where you live? Here’s your solution.


So often I hear locals within my city complaining or throwing out sarcastic jabs about the city I call home. The people who were born and raised here cannot wait to leave town after high school, only to return years later in many cases. People who arrived due to work relocation or an avenue other than a desire to come usually aren’t too thrilled to live here. I on the other hand love, love, love the city and people who call this place home.

When I say that I love my city, it is not due to a naive view. It isn’t a blind love. I very clearly see the flaws within our city government, the mindset and lifestyle of so many locals, the crime, the high teen pregnancy rate, the constant water contamination, and the list goes on. Yet, despite it all, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. Why? Well, because I’m called here.

You see, when you know that you know that God has called you somewhere, you aren’t restless and discontent. You are secure and full of belonging.

I didn’t get to this mindset over night, believe me, it was a process. For years I talked of moving somewhere “better”. Yet over the years as I’ve traveled and tasted what other states and countries have to offer, I’ve realized that the grass isn’t always greener somewhere else. You can’t buy contentment, true community and belonging. No matter how pretty, shiny, and happening the other place seems.

So, if you’re struggling with the current place you live, here are some steps towards your solution:

Ask God a few questions. “Why am I here?” and “What do you want to teach me in this place?” Once you have resolved to the fact that the Lord has called you to a place, ask Him to give you a love for the people! By falling in love with the people, you open yourself up for making the most impact.

Complaining only reveals a deeper issue of discontentment within ourselves. The Greek word “complainer” literally means “one who is discontented with his lot in life.” By complaining, we improve nothing. If you find yourself complaining often, try digging a little deeper to find the root cause for the discontentment. We know as Christians that we can speak things into existence with our words. (Prov. 18:21) It’s important to put a positive spin on what comes out of your mouth. Even if it doesn’t line up with our thoughts or the literal view we may be taking in. In my case, it’s often cloudy drinking water. But hey, they’ll get it right one day, right?

Help fix broken. Do you see various issues within your city? Find a way to get involved and help! Be the change agent. Be part of the solution and not the problem. If we get passionate enough to see change, we might just consider doing something about it. And by this, I am not referring to Facebook rants or videos stating our opinions or complaints. By this, I do mean voting, volunteering, speaking positive, funding the programs you believe in or by actually helping and loving people right where they are. The quickest way to resolve being discontent is by getting the focus off of yourself. You won’t however, be extremely motivated to give of yourself or help others if you don’t first have a love for the people.

Whatever concerns you the most should be the place where you start.

Build community. I believe the people we build relationships with and do life with are what make a place home. If you aren’t involved in a church, volunteering, a job, moms group, whatever it may be, you will lack a sense of belonging. Having community is vital.

Take my husband for example. Before we met he was living in another state and moved to the city I was living in to take a job. When he first arrived he did not like the city. He found two things missing–community and great coffee. So, he decided to open a coffee shop. Over the years, there are now three coffee shops, we met and married and our cup now runs over with community. He now talks about how much he loves our city and the people in it. Now not everyone can just go open a coffee shop, but to some extent everyone can create the community they long for. It all starts with putting yourself out there.

Some cities are darker and harder than others. Yet, all cities have some level of brokenness whether it is hidden or in the light. The most important thing we can do as Christians is to remember our true purpose here on earth. Life isn’t always comfortable like a fluffy down comforter. It’s often times more like a prickly wool blanket. We are supposed to be the light in the darkness.

If we all went where the light is bright and life is easy and pretty, then we leave the dark places with no amount of contrast. Leaving only a grey area with no difference being made.

Leaving a place lacking in hope, progress, change and most importantly love.

“You are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hidden.” Matthew 5:14

Let us consider being the light in the dark places.

Brother & Sister Shared Bedroom


I had just finished my son’s big boy room and loved it, but in the end he only cared to be in his sister’s room. I realized over time that his room was basically only being used to sleep in.  I was hesitant to have them share a room because I still wanted them to have their own individual spaces that felt “boyish” for him and “girly” for her, but in the end I love how it turned out. Most importantly, they love sharing a room! 

I decided to go as simple and neutral as possible for this shared space. Most of their toys are now in their playhouse or play room down stairs. Cozy, warm and inviting was the feel I was going for. Their room is mainly for reading, snuggles and sleepy time.

My parents are super talented. My dad built the house bed frames and the book ledges for me and my mom refurbished the dresser they’re sharing. I found this dresser years ago at a antique shop. Their dresser is in their closet to free up wall space.

The book ledges are so ideal for the kids, especially at their current ages (2.5 and 4). They can reach and see each book easily.

Between their beds I wanted something that identified their beds without necessarily saying their names. I decided to create silhouettes for each of them. To create these I followed this simple tutorial I found on Pinterest.

The two hanging posters were created on a word document in basic, “Times New Roman” font and printed locally. Poster hangers were purchased on Amazon. Each of my children have a “life scripture” I was given while pregnant with each of them. For more on the meaning or reason behind the scripture, see my previous post, “Whats in a name?”.


Please let me know if you have any questions and I love hearing from you all! All sources are listed below.


Mountain pillow: TheUrbanHedgehog

Pom pom garland over book ledges: Theblushingfig

Pom Pom Garland on bed frame: ThreeChicGirlsDesign

Star pillow and toddler sized quilts on each bed: Land of the Nod

Flag banner: Whatshesgot

Cloud pillow: ProstoConcept

Duvet covers: Target

Lamp, table and Sheepskin rug: Home Goods

Wooden Mountains: HarpAndLyreCo