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A Story For Mother’s Day

*This is a sponsored post by StoryWorth. All opinions are my own.

Our memories are the threads with, which create the fabric of our lives. Sewn together from birth to death. Creating this metaphorical quilt. A quilt that transcends time. Those threads and fabrics are the pieces that pull together our story. Our life story.

Think about it. I mean, really think about it. When a loved one passes away, how is it they are remember? How is it possible for their story to stay alive? To keep the threads of their quilt from unraveling, like aimless strings just dancing in the wind? From being forgotten?

Sharing our story.

As a kid, I lived for those family gathering! The ones that included ice cream, volleyball, water balloon tosses, and stories! Those were the best part! My cousins and I would always sit quietly during those picnic lunches. Listening to the adults recall the stories of their past. Or good ‘ol days, (as they so vibrantly put it!) Of course the stories themselves, were always up for debate. Once a story was told my mother or one of her siblings would quickly chime in with, “No, no, no! That is not how it happened! I will tell you how it really happened!” After about two or three family members debated the original story tellers account, they moved on to the next one. You never heard the same story twice or least in the same way.

Now that my cousins and I are all off leading our own lives, those stories are no longer told. Pieces of the past are drifting away, as the fabric begins to unravel…

I am lucky though. My mom is one of the most vibrant storytellers of the family. So I was fortunate enough to hear the stories of her life year round. In fact, she still shares the threads which bind her life quilt together on a regular basis.

As Mother’s Day approaches, I am reminded just how lucky I am to still have those daily opportunities. This won’t always be the case. Someday my sister and I will be tasked with the responsibility of recounting the stories of our mother’s life, so her quilt does not unravel. So she is not forgotten. As a daughter, this feels like a momentous task.

Luckily, with this in mind, a company has created the perfect product. And on the heels of Mother’s Day, is the perfect gift.


StoryWorth is a company dedicated to collecting family stories and placing them in a beautifully bound keepsake book. How is this done, you ask?

Choose a storyteller. A person whose stories will mean the most to you. Ensuring their legacy will live on for generations to come. Then, purchase a one year subscription from StoryWorth. What does a one year subscription include?

A one year subscription gives the storyteller of your choosing a years worth of story prompts to be bound in 1 hardcover book. StoryWorth gives you the option to choose your storyteller’s questions from their library or you can simply write your own. It’s entirely up to you!

What if your storyteller isn’t computer savvy? 

This is my FAVORITE part! StoryWorth has an audio option. The storyteller can simply click the link in their weekly e-mails, signaling the system to call the phone number saved in their file. They simply pick up the phone and share their story. The audio file will save it. It’s so easy!

Nick Baum is the mastermind and creator behind StoryWorth. He created this company in 2012, because he wanted to build a space that was easily accessible for his father and others like him, to record their stories.

So, as Mother’s Day approaches, whose stories do you want told? Whose life quilt do you want to remain intact for future generations- your mother, grandmother, aunt, or someone else? Make today the today, to give the best Mother’s Day gift to yourself and your loved ones. Make today a day StoryWorth day. Simply click on the link below to get started!

  • Preserve your mom’s stories for the next generation with a beautiful book!
  • Weekly story prompts make it easy.
  • Mother’s Day special: $20 off!






Third Trimester : {A Letter To My Unborn Daughter}

Dear Sweet Baby Girl #2,

Here we are in the third trimester. Where did the time go? Honestly baby girl, where did it go? I feel this pregnancy with you has gone so quickly, that I haven’t had much time to relish in these last few moments of carrying you under my heart. I just want time to stop, to keep you safe within my belly just a little bit longer…

So tonight, I am writing you this letter as a way to document our first nine months together. It’s my own way of freezing time with you. As if I am bottling it up in a time capsule, to keep forever.

I already know your a feisty little one. While I experienced small bouts of nauseous with your big sister, you have made your presents known from the very beginning. I could barely get off the couch for almost six weeks – living on Ritz Crackers and water. While I still cooked breakfast and lunches for your sister, Daddy has graciously taken over dinner. Maybe you knew how busy our lives would be and you wanted to make sure you didn’t get lost in the shuffle.

Trust me baby girl when I say that’s absolutely not possible. We have spent most days talking about you and preparing for your arrival. While things have started to come together, I must admit, I still feel completely unprepared. Honestly, its probably the hormones, but for some reason I feel I can’t make any decisions.

But here is what I do know:

  • I know that you will arrive even if we haven’t selected a name…
  • I know you will arrive even if your nursery isn’t finished…
  • I know you will arrive even if I can’t decide on an outfit for your newborn photos…
  • And I know that I already love you more than you will ever understand!

While I admit, many of these decisions are trivial, they are ones I enjoy contemplating. Although, it feels a little harder this time around. I think that’s because I want you to feel just as important and loved as your big sister.

I want your nursery to be a reflection of you, so you are given your own special touch. For you baby girl, I have chosen a grey and lavender color scheme with dragonflies. I wanted something that I felt could grow with you, making it the perfect choice. Finding the right decor is another story entirely…

It’s not just about getting everything ready for you, it’s also about you. I spend time dreaming you up in my mind. Will you be a blonde beauty like your big sister, a brunette like me, or will you get your fathers once bright red hair? Will you be a five pound peanut or chunky monkey? Will you be as wild and loud as I imagine? If so, should I choose a stronger name to match your spirit or a softer name for a delicate touch?

Since you no longer allow me to get much sleep at night, I have extra time to think about you and dream you up. Of course, nothing will be as good as finally getting to hold you in my arms!

Some last few details about this special time with you:

  • I have been able to eat meat this entire pregnancy (minus the nauseous phrase where every food imaginable sounded awful.)
  • Cheese has been a go to item! I often make myself a grilled cheese sandwich for lunch. Although I do crave cheese balls, mozzarella sticks, cheese fries, etc. (Luckily I have been good about only giving into those items a few times a month.)
  • Lately its all about chicken and your Dad couldn’t be happier! While I am a meat eater, beef has always been my go to. Chicken just wasn’t my thing, until now, that is! Now, I am all about chicken salads, wraps, and sandwiches.
  • The first time I felt you kick was in May. We were at the movie theater watching the Avengers: Age of Ultron.
  • I had the ultrasound tech check three times to make sure you were in fact a girl! I couldn’t believe God was blessing us with another beautiful princess!
  • You are an extremely active little girl, moving around all hours on the day and night! Kicking me harder than your sister ever did. Maybe that means you will be an amazing soccer player?! lol!
  • When we ask your big sister what we should name you, she thought her name would be the best choice! Although, now she has taken to calling you “carrot baby!” Hehehe!
  • Your big sister loves to rub my belly and bury her face in it to give you kisses!
  • Tonight she declared you will play tea party with her!

So sweet baby girl of mine, I am going to relish in these last few moments of carrying you under my heart. I am going to freeze this time and bottle it up, if only for a moment… Then I am going to wrap you in my arms and whisper, “I love you to the moon and back.” 

Copyrighted By: Boldly Bravely You

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