Beautiful baby keepsakes for Mothers: MyKeepSet

I am a total sucker for baby keepsakes. There is something about capturing memories about my child that makes my heart all warm and fuzzy. Every year I have made it a habit to make a family photo album for Christmas. I love knowing that I can share these precious moments with my daughter for the years to come.


Today I am thrilled to share with my readers a sweet new memory keepsake. MyKeepSet is a beautiful memory kit perfect for busy moms just like me. I came across this set recently and am SO impressed by how adorable the design is! The set is perfect to record little one’s pictures and memories from conception to preschool.

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Each set comes with the following:

  • (1) Baby Memory Book Of Firsts with room for a Big front cover picture – guided journal with colorful illustrations

  • (1) 9-inch picture frame box – to safely store & display the Baby Memory Book

  • (1) No-mess Air Dry Material Clay – hand or foot print keepsake

  • (10) DIY picture hanging frames – exciting way to hang the baby pictures


I found the set really cute and gender neutral and thought it would make a wonderful gift for an expecting mother. In fact,  intend to gift one to my sister in law with some other cute baby items such as a super adorable baby beanie and a board book. I LOVE the DIY paper photo hanging frames and think they are perfect for a birthday party! Of course, the clay hand print keepsake is just precious and every mother should have one if possible! I still have one I use as a Christmas ornament every year.

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Capturing memories in my daughter’s life is one of my favorite things to do, and I love baby books. It is such an amazing gift to pass along to a child down the road or cherish together at bedtime. I think this set is just perfect for baby’s first memories.


If you are interested in snagging your own MyKeepSet, here is a coupon code just for you!

-Exclusive 15% Off Coupon Code: DWELLINGTREE15
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***I am also thrilled to be giving away (1) sets of MyKeepSet to my readers!
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For all the momma’s feeling worn down



Are you a burnt out momma? I am. I am not ashamed to admit this in my moment of honesty.

Today I had a chance to break away for a few hours without my daughter. I love her with all my heart. Still, here I am, recharging my writing a blog post about her. What gives? Where is the break? (Ha!)

I left my house in a frenzy. Behind I left a kitchen counter cluttered with peanut butter, dirty spoons, and some random objects… a necklace, screwdrivers, a dirty coffee cup. I had time to throw some fresh clean clothes on the bed. Then I literally grabbed my purse and ran away from my home as quick as I could to the nearby coffee shop. No dirty dishes to stare at and feel guilty. Nope. My alone time would be my alone time.

Yet here I am, thinking about motherhood, fascinated by how it encompasses every part of my life, every fiber, through my bones, and deep into my heart.

I think back to my twenties when I carelessly floated from one activity to another. Kickball, happy hour, shopping, haircuts, weekends in the mountains. Now I am running ragged and hardly making it to doctor appointments, swimming lessons, and work appointments.

I am so tired. Let me restate that. I am SO tired!

And guess what else? I am hardly doing “motherhood” well. I have a few books half read. A chore chart we never started. My daughter is starting to defy me, talk back to me, and do things I thought would never happen. It is mass chaos in our home! Our bedtime routine is currently completely off as my kid is almost going to bed at 10pm each night. The only decent thing we are doing right now is praying together (because man do I need to pray daily), and eat well. But, that is about it.

Example. The other day I was the hot mess mom running into swim lessons 15 minutes late. My purse falling off my shoulder, my daughter trying to keep up with me as I run in, “We are here, so sorry!”. All the other moms staring at me. Why did I come so late? There was only 15 minutes left. My daughter didn’t even have her swimsuit on!

But this is the dirty little secret: I know I am not alone. I have authentic friends who will tell me their kids drive them crazy. They scream into pillows. Most days they are juggling and dropping balls. Some cannot wait until that glass of wine after bedtime, or the quiet drive into work after dropping the kids off.

I get it.

No one gives us some handbook on parenting when we leave the hospital. We train hard for jobs and careers which hardly press us the way these little ones do. They pull on our heartstrings and hammer us purely mad.

But the catch is this: this crazy, messy, sometimes terrible season is just a season. A glorious, messy, fantastic season. A season in which my emotions are on some wild rollercoaster. Up, around, upside down. I’ve never cried so much, laughed so much, or slammed the door so much.

Parenting is hard. Of course it is. It is sacrifice at it’s finest. It is collaboration, constant brainstorming. It is in the moment teaching. It is in the moment training, too. Every bit of it monumental and fleeting. Each thing I do or say leaving an imprint in my child’s heart and mine.

Not too long ago I ran a half marathon. The training was awful. I hate running. Every time I ran I wondered what the hell I was doing. I slowly grew to love it. I fell a few times, swallowed mouthfuls of bugs, ran in the rain and mud, strained my muscles, and got overheated. Some runs were beautiful, the weather was perfect and playlist spot on and I felt just right. The day of the half marathon came, and I was all full of nerves and felt like I was going to throw up. I ran it, and all my training had paid off. And just like that it was over. And guess what? I missed the training. I missed running! I was actually so sad.

In a teeny, tiny way parenting is much like this. The day-to-day seems unbearable. The sleepless nights, the days of changing diapers over and over again. The time-out’s that never seem to end. The tension headaches. The fighting with your spouse over how and why and when to discipline. The practices and driving here and from. The food and crap everywhere, always… the dirty socks all over the floor… when will it end?

And then it will. Just like that. My daughter will be packing up her car to drive to school out-of-state. Or another scenario. But it will be done. And I will miss it. But I will always have those special memories and more importantly, a new special relationship with her and a new season.

So, I try to always remember the big picture. Relationship trumps rules. Love never fails. Yes, the day-to-day is grinding. But it is all so very important. And everything is happening for a reason, shaping and molding me to be more patient, more tolerable, more kind, and less controlling. Parenting is the best crash course in growing my faith and character I’ve ever had.

My little girl turned four!

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It is official! My little girl turned four a few days ago. Seems like just yesterday I brought her home from the hospital. I still remember sitting in the back sit next to her, marveling at her tiny fingers. My husband drove us home ever so caustiosly and were listening to Mumford and Sons. Time seemed to stand still that day. Everything seemed brand new. The whole world lit up with so many different sights, sounds and colors. Playgrounds came alive to me. My imagination sparked anew.

Wonder, joy, and adventure is exactly what this little girl has brought into our lives. Along with many sleepless nights, moments of fear beyond comprehension, and a new recognition of many emotions I never thought I had. The past four years have been delightful. They have gone too quickly. They have been hard. I have lost my patience too many times to count, but laughed more than I have in my whole life.

Full. That is the word I would used to describe my heart today. Full. Of joy, love, and hope.  Full of plans and dreams. Full because when I step back and look at all that we have, the most important things I have are not things at all. They are the two people in my home that bring wrinkles of joy to my eyes and cause both tears of happiness and sadness to flow out. They keep me on my toes, keep me real, and keep me pushing on throughout the days I wanna throw in the towel.

Miss Lillian- you have brought delight into this momma’s heart. Every day watching you grow has been amazing. From your first day in our home, to the many nights I rocked you to sleep, you have stolen this heart. I look at you and see such immense beauty my eyes can hardly take it all in. God created you perfectly and wonderfully. He has crafted your heart in such a lovely fashion. Watching your emotions grow more complicated each day is like watching a garden of wildflowers- beautiful, unique, and ever changing. Four years could not have gone faster or changed me more. I look forward to each passing day I get to be your Momma, read you bedtime stories, play My Little Pony in our living room, and watch you try on dresses and high heels. 

With Love,