I was chronically busy and it had to stop by Nesting Story

I was chronically busy and it had to stop

"How are you?" a friend asked me at a conference a couple weeks ago. I could feel an inner push and pull as to how to answer this question. I had just checked into the hotel and was crossing the threshold from frantically getting deadlines done, making lunches, breaking up my kids' fights, and keeping my home afloat, to two days away, to take a minute, reflect and reassess. "Truthfully," [...] Read more

neutral fall centrepiece

Neutral fall decor home tour

I really didn't like my old, weathered, brightly coloured fall decorations anymore. September had hit and everything pumpkin spiced had exploded everywhere, yet I couldn't drag myself to the bin in my basement which housed my fall decor. Then it dawned on me... we have hit this magical age with our kids, where I  can put something pretty on a table, or a shelf and tell my kids, "this is [...] Read more

Hiding from my kids

Week two of school and the honeymoon is over

Yesterday at 6pm I had enough. I had a decision to make, either I let the tears come, as I felt them bubble to the surface, hot behind my eyes, or I just walk away and hide from my family. I chose to walk away. I put down the cooked chicken I was cradling in my hands, turned and walked out of my kitchen, away from my family. I was [...] Read more

Carly, media curator of Nesting Story

Allow me to introduce myself… but who is Carly?

This is my usual work set-up, in front of a laptop, coffee in hand. Hello internet, my name is Carly. You may not have heard my name before or known that I was here, but if you’ve been keeping up with Nesting Story on social media you’ve probably seen something I’ve worked on. You see, I’m the one who’s been helping Joanna get her content out on Facebook and Pinterest, [...] Read more

Melasma Visia photos

Age spots and staining on my face? Nope, It’s Melasma

Ready for a confession? I sleep with my makeup on. Well, at least until a couple of days ago I slept with my makeup on. How did I get to a place where I did not care that I was going to bed with a full face of makeup, more times than not? I was waking up, dragging my finger under my eyes to get rid of any night-time smudging [...] Read more

Mother and four kids

Twins, four kids, the truth and why I’ve been afraid to say this out loud

A note to my readers... I have been sitting on this post for almost a year. I wrote it after a particular trying season, while taking a minute to breathe just outside of my daughter's dance class. I was resistant to share it. Maybe because I needed the clouds to part. Although this still rings true when things get tough, it's not such an overwhelming sensation anymore. I have updated [...] Read more