Behind the Boutique Kristina Nissen Cameral Roll

‘Just going through my camera roll with a heavy hand (the kind that is quick to delete), and thought I would share a few more from the last few days that I had on my camera. Evidently I already deleted the extra photos I had of my husband with the kids during bathtime 🙁 See?! Heavy hand. Roll the camera! View Post

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Behind the Boutique Kristina Nissen Mom-Wife Thoughts

I always think it’s great when mothers open up about the thoughts they have on motherhood and wifery (I don’t even know if that’s a word, but it sounds like “wizardry”, so I love it). We all sort of go about our day with the most intimate and comical thoughts swirling about in our heads, but they tend to stay in there. So the other day, I decided to record my thoughts on my phone. Honestly, I don’t know where I stand on the spectrum of “normal” mom-wife thoughts (something tells me I may be a few too many standard deviations away from the mean), and I’m totally okay with that! All I wanted to do was open up about what goes on in this brain, in the event it resonates with anyone else out there (Bueller?). So without further ado, enjoy my disaster head. I hope if nothing else, you’ll get a few laughs. All my love 🙂 View Post

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Rather than admit what my goals are for year 2017, I thought it would be more helpful to my readers if I discussed the biggest lessons I learned from 2016. The year 2016 was a big year of change for me professionally. I resigned from an alternative investment firm and started my own online boutique. My youngest went from being a baby, to being a toddler with the energy of a cheetah. My three-year-old daughter quite literally grew into her own person in 2016, and asks me questions that not even the Google Gods would know how to answer. Chris and I celebrated our sixth wedding anniversary, and have now been a couple for more than half our lives. So without further ado, these are the biggest lessons I learned in 2016 on business, mothering, and marriage. Enjoy! View Post

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Behind the Boutique Kristina Nissen Harsh Truths I wish I knew before becoming a mother

A couple of days ago my two-year-old son had the most (hopefully ever) cinematic meltdown at my daughter’s preschool. Between both of my kids, this was the first time I’ve ever experienced such a display in public. The words “hopelessly mortified and humiliated” couldn’t possibly begin to describe how I felt in that moment. If there was ever a time (so far) that I’ve wanted to sink into the ground as a parent, this was it. In this brief moment, my biggest priorities (addressing my son’s pleas/behavior and picking up my daughter from her classroom) were at complete odds with one another, and my options were so incredibly limited that I actually just had to stand there for a moment to comprehend what was even going on.

On the way home, I was a degree of livid that I haven’t experienced in a long time. The rational side of me knew and understood what caused this situation, but the emotional side of me was just exploding. I started thinking about all of the other times this motherhood thing has seriously sat me down. I started thinking about my friends who are pregnant with their first children. I started wondering how it was possible that there is this whole other side to being a mother that no one ever seems to talk about. Perhaps it’s because it’s so very private (it is). Or perhaps it’s because every mother experiences it differently in her own way, and it’s just a necessary step for us all to go through firsthand. There is so much good in being a mother, maybe it’s just easy for us to forget after a while.

Regardless, I felt compelled to speak to the major things I wish I knew before I became a mom. They are specific. They are intimate. I don’t care, I wish I knew them. View Post

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Behind the Boutique Kristina Nissen Last Nursing Session

I’ll always admit that it took me a while to find my groove becoming a Mom. I’m so in the thick of it now, that I tend to forget what a difficult adjustment it really was for me. This past weekend, while perusing through some old stuff, I found an old journal entry about my last nursing session (and breastfeeding relationship) with my first-born, Ellie. As I read through it now (three years later and with an additional toddler in the mix), I can’t help but smile at the sweet naivety and humbleness of my tone. I truly had no idea how much control I wouldn’t have being a parent. I thought I’d share my entry from that day here, in the event it strikes a chord with any other parent out there 🙂 Enjoy! View Post

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