Oh, what magic happens when a little room is suddenly filled with purpose + love + soft-soled versions of adult sneakers. No longer standing in the doorway, imagining our life to come, we now stand in awe of this little miracle who burst his adorable little way into our selves-centered world + turned us into a family. Lucas Jon Bravo arrived with an immediacy + ease I can't fully articulate. And we couldn't be more in love. With our son's homecoming, his changing table final

40 weeks + we're still playing the waiting game. Le sigh. But we have trust that our little guy knows his birth date. We're just appreciating every quiet minute of our life-before-Lucas, while anxiously anticipating the storm of love + nappies that surely is to come. It's a pretty remarkable feeling, going through the preparatory motions of readying a room, transforming my private studio into a nursery + feeling like he's already here. Putting his own little style stamp on wh