Hi, I'm Christine
I'd like to start this post off with a big thank you! If you've made it this far to read my post, supporting my attempt at blogging (again) it means the world to me. When I worked in the music industry, I used to have a blog where I would cover concerts and interview music artists. I love writing and I enjoyed connecting with people through music. However I have a family now and I have since kissed the music industry goodbye because I cherish my nights with the kids.
I've always wanted to start blogging again in a more family-oriented way, but I was so used to writing about others that I wasn't super confident in throwing myself out there. After a lot of thought and encouragement from my friends and family, I've decided to be vulnerable and dive in. I really hope you enjoy this experience with me.
For those who don't know me personally, my name is Christine. I am a wife and a mother. I have two beautiful (polar opposite) children. My son Noah (9) is a super laid-back, not easily over-excited kid. He excels in school and can usually be found with a football in-hand or on a football field if he's not in class. Noah and I have a really special bond. We were a team of two. I was a single mother for the first five years of his life (I'll save the details for another post down the road). He has no idea how much he has inspired me just through his existence. When Noah was 5, I met Nathan who fell in love equally with both of us. Nathan and I got married when Noah was 7 and I'm so grateful he scooped us up as his own because that brings us to my daughter. Kingsley (14 months) is my firecracker. She is as spunky as they come. I am learning what it means to be the mother of a strong-willed wild child. I always wanted to be a boy mom, but I know now Kingsley is everything I never knew I needed. I have fallen in love with having a girl. She is walking, learning to talk (she mostly growls, is that normal?), and keeping us on our toes quite literally. I'm looking forward to sharing more of my family with you on the blog in the future
I settled on the name Cake for Breakfast because it's playful, but also not far from the truth. I consider myself to be a pretty good mom, I think we all like to think that of ourselves. I only buy organic food, with the exception of the occasional Chick-Fil-A drive through (if anyone from Chick-Fil-A is reading this, holla at ya girl), I am religious about the kids vitamins and fish oil, and they are reminded daily they are loved unconditionally. You know, all things good moms do. But let's be real, I have totally given the kids cake for breakfast before. Maybe even more than once, but who's counting. Motherhood is beautiful, but is definitely no walk in the park. It's hard not to compare yourself to the next mom who looks like a total Mary Poppins when you may or may not have a bra on and only look half-way put together because you have a sweatshirt and hat covering up last night's pajamas. I think it's important for me to be real and raw with my blog so moms (and dads) know they're not alone.
If you've gotten this far and you're still reading this, thanks for joining me, I love you and I hope you have cake for breakfast tomorrow!
Photography by Rachel Ridings