Week 36: Once in a Lifetime.

Blue Cicada Maternity Racheal Joseph Kwacz

I gasped a little as our app updated last night, our little poppyseed is so so so close to being full term and my heart, oh my heart.

The dr is working on her “cooking” for at least 2 more weeks and hopefully I will go into labor naturally without much intervention.

J and I are absolutely over the moon.

We are nervous, in awe, mesmerized, insanely terrified but mostly so so very excited to meet her.

To get to know her. To hold her. To love love love on her.

To think that just in a blink of an eye, 36 weeks have passed and here we are.


We are so so so close it’s almost tangible and so very real as we continue finding the courage to let go, let God, and to embrace it all.

Blue Cicada Maternity Racheal Joseph Kwacz

Yesterday, as J tucked us in, he said “Goodnight mama and baby, daddy loves you

Oh, to be able to bottle up the magic of how precious it is to see the man you adore come into his own.

Our dear sweet little girl, mama and daddy can’t wait to meet you!


p/s These beautiful photos were taken as part of a series ( –>MORE HERE!!<–) by the incredibly talented Caroline Cuinet-Wellings from Blue Cicada Photography for her heart exploding #oneyearatatime project.

We are forever grateful for her gift and talent of capturing this season of our once in a lifetime.

Thank you, thank you, thank you. 


Week 9: Just Breathe and Let Go(d).

I know this picture doesn't make sense but I took it before we left for the dr's.   I couldn't say so much and I couldn't talk about the so many fears, so instead, I sent my bffs bedroom selfies of a new haircut and they sent love and sunshine and laughter when I needed it the most but couldn't find my words to ask.

I know this picture doesn’t make sense but I took it before we left for the dr’s.
I couldn’t say so much and I couldn’t talk about the so many fears, so instead, I sent my bffs bedroom selfies of a new haircut and they sent love and sunshine and laughter when I needed it the most but couldn’t find my words to ask.

My biggest fear in this season is losing our little baby we’ve fallen head over heels in love with and having to put all the broken pieces back together again.

We are just shy of nine weeks today, and it is both terrifying and so very exciting.

I feel, with each week, I get bolder and bolder and I find myself wanting to share this precious news with more and more people.

My best friend is partially surprised that I haven’t shouted it from the rooftops, because I am the girl that cannot keep a secret especially if it’s a heart happy one

I couldn’t tell her the reason for a long time because I couldn’t even get the words out, afraid that a sobbing dam would be released and I wouldn’t be able to take it all back.

I can’t tell my Amie I’m pregnant with the child we prepared for because I am so afraid she will get so excited and we might lose this child and I would break some more her already broken heart.

It’s so stupid, I tell Arch. And I tell her I know it’s stupid and an irrational fear and that Amie would be sadder she didn’t know than if she did.

But I can’t.

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mr & mrs.

We took a month break and traveled back to the country where we first met, the country we fell in love in, the country we learned to dream big dreams in and in that little city that we used to call home, I learned again and again the depth of the man I am privileged to call my husband.

So excited to share these photos and this story with you this morning.


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Day 9-16: Celebrate! #100happydays

Love Heals #100happydays | wanderkateThis week held so much fun and happy that just putting together this post made my heart smile and mouth water all over again! 🙂

Yay #100happydays!

Day 9: 

We celebrated a special birthday boy with a yearly tradition of cake at midnight!

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Love Heals. #100happydays

Love Heals #100happydays | wanderkate

Hi friends,

I promise I have not fallen off the face of earth, well, I lie, this last week I really thought I was dying a slow death from the plague.

I’m a dramatic whine-a-lot when I am sick, and there is no better cure than the people you love attending your pity party of one. 🙂

My ridiculously gorgeous BFF in Springfield is the best at this.

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Day 5: SURPRISE!!!!!!!! #100happydays

Day 5: SURPRISE!!!!!!!! #100happydays | wander.kate

Guess which lucky aunt and uncle got to spend a couple of precious hours with their favorite littles?!

Holy moly is there a God in the details, in a missed flight and an unexpected layover, a surprise at our doorstep of His plans that are always so infinitely better.

Because the so big hugs and surprise squeals, the “Uncle Joe look what I can do!” and the “Aunt Racheal look how tall I am“?

It was like extra cherries and whipped cream and hot fudge with glitter sprinkles on a sundae and OH MY HAPPY all rolled into one.

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