About Me

I once heard Nate Berkus say that you should wait an uncomfortable amount of time searching for the perfect sofa for your living room. He said the quest should result in a piece that will “offer you comfort and tell a story to your guests.”

Well, this “about me page” has turned into my awkward and drawn out sofa search. It has taken me a month and nine days to think of what story I want this page to say to you, my guest.

So, here goes nothing. Nice to meet you if we haven’t. Or if we have, thank you for sharing this space withe me, time and time again. Below is a whole lot of rambling but a whole lot of true…if you care to know who the crazy woman behind the curtain is, read on.

I found my Sleepless in Seattle “magic” and married him.

October 6, 2007

First comes love, then comes marriage, next comes –RRRRRRRRrrrr. (Thats a record stopping). After two years of trying, a high risk pregnancy carrying triplets, eight weeks of bed-rest and a whole lotta cheeseburgers and prayin’ – it’s time to deliver at 36 weeks. Yep, not the prettiest, but hey.

On our way to deliver – Thursday December 16, 2010

Below is my heart and my home – no matter where I, or we may roam:

Gracie, Quinn & Harper. Two days old.

I had this disease called infertility. Looking back, it was a disease of the mind more than it was my body. If you need caught up, read here. May 2009.

This day was like candy from heaven. Maybe like taffy, wonderful but hard to chew and swallow. December 16, 2010.

Yeah, we were sort of surprised we had triplets, but in 2012, shock happened.

Baby number four … those two pink lines showed up one cold September morning like a dream. 41 weeks of pregnancy, 28 hours of labor and a whole lot of prayin’ and no drugs, may I add, later … Josie Rae showed up pink, perfect and screaming to the world. She was our missing link. We are complete.


I believe in Jesus, and know yes, he does love me – that part is easy; having faith in everything…not so easy for me.

My heart is swollen with admiration, awe and pride for four people under three.

I think rainbows have to be looked for. You don’t really just see them – they are made for you, if you look.

I sweat the minuscule stuff but am in good practice of remembering small things are the big things in the end.

I am a self proclaimed hypochondriac.

I love rain and get energy from thunderstorms.

I could swim in peanut butter. And float in coffee and red wine.

I wish I knew everything about each of my family members. I am grateful and love something different about each of them.

I wish I could have my wedding over and over again every year, adding on to the guest list with new friends…but keeping the old. Singing with the band again with that boy, in that dress.

Part of my heart was left in Italy. We are going back to rescue it soon. You may hear about the journey on something called the New York Times Best Sellers List… a girl can dream.

I hate the saying “Everything Happens for a Reason” but believe it.

I lived in Australia for a semester in college. Pretty sure that girl has left the building.

I love my girlfriends and need them more than I let on. Every single one of them. Past, present and future.

Song and smell speak louder than physical snapshots in my mind.

I’m wildly in love with health and nutrition. I am passionate about dumping health and nutrition for a good meal and a good memory, once in awhile.

I love yoga more than any other movement ever created.

I don’t believe in reincarnation, but I do, with steadfast belief, think that in another life I could have been a Deadhead barefoot dancing hippy.

I can’t listen to either of these two songs, from our delivery day playlist, without shutting my eyes and running my mind over the memory  like fingers on braille.   “Always” by Switchfoot and “Teach Your Children Well” by Crosby,Stills, Nash & Young

My mind is loud. I love when it gets out of the way so my heart can be heard.

Above all else, I have learned a couple things in my 32 years – 1) Youth is wasted on the young AND 2) Life gets better with age. I’m buckled in and ready for the ride. May I continue with gratitude and grace. May I know and learn from people like you.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for stopping by to sit on my sofa.

*photo credit: Footprints of Grace Photography*

With love,

Kristin Amanda



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