what the sad ending of kate spade’s life can teach us

The branding of Kate Spade’s bright colors and fun prints has been synonymous with happiness and fun. I remember getting my first Kate Spade accessory (a fedora) back in 2011 and it always made me feel like I was bound to have a special day just by wearing that hat. That’s the power fashion and looking nice can have on a girl. It can make her feel special and beautiful when all else fails. But is it enough?
Not by a long shot.
Today I heard the news about Kate Spade’s devastated end and it broke my heart. Though her death is still subject to investigation, it pains me to think she may have experienced depression and sorrow that led her to her end. Hers was a life still so full of potential, creativity, and — yes– the potential for hope.
But here’s the thing: looking cute and ‘having it all’ will never satisfy us. Our souls are meant for more than pretty things and having an Instagram- (or Pinterest) worthy life. We were created to serve a purpose, to serve God, and to realize that our place in this world is to love others, serve the needy, and fear God.
There’s more to happiness though. Sometimes mental health isn’t about making ourselves happy. Sometimes mental health problems are chemical or mineral and need to be dealt with accordingly. Sometimes we need to talk to someone we trust or to find a medication that helps us. And when that still doesn’t feel like enough? God is there. He will get you through. He won’t let you experience more than you can bear.
You know, the Bible says that Jesus — yup, the one who you think of as always smiling and saying, “let the little children come” — was tempted by every single thing we humans are tempted by. Do you know what that means? I’m pretty sure it means he also experienced the trial of what we nowadays call depression. But did it prevail? No! He still knew He had a purpose and that He had to accomplish the goals God set out for him to do.
“He’s Jesus,” you say. “That means he already knew his purpose… so it would have been easier for him to go on through depression.” But if that were the case, don’t you think he would have taken the easier way out and chosen to die a less horrific way than being slowly tortured and murdered?
If you don’t know how to have a life-changing relationship with God, I encourage you to watch this video from my college pastor at Hope Community Church here in Minneapolis. It explains a little of what we know about God from the Bible. Then go find a pastor or friend who actually believes in Jesus as Lord and Savior, and get connected with a church. God wants to work in your life today, to give you a hope and a future. Even through depression, failure, anxiety, or sadness.
As you go about your day, please keep in mind that the individual next to you at the mall, grocery store, workplace, sidewalk, or bedroom may be hurting with more intensity than you will ever know. So take a moment to pay attention to them, to love them, to treat them like the precious fellow human that they are. Human life is precious and fleeting so don’t let another one waste away without giving them love; even tough love when needed.
In love,
Kellie Witzke
Please say a prayer for her friends and family — notably her young daughter, Frances Beatrix Spade — who will be most horribly affected. For now, Kate Spade’s namesake company will live on under the Tapestry/Coach company, the fate of Frances Valentine, her current fashion label is unknown.

My first Kate Spade accessory, a hat.


why I almost didn’t post this picture and what we can learn from it.


Tonight I almost didn’t post this photo on here or on Instagram over a few shadows on my left leg. I didn’t want you to see that my legs are bumpy or that my hips are wide or that my belly is a lot bigger than it was last time I was 5 months pregnant.
And then I stopped to consciously correct myself on how I was thinking and remind myself that what matters is keeping in good health and being the best me that I can be instead of wishing I could look a different way.
I guess I’m sharing this because I wanted to encourage you if you’re going through something similar. Maybe you’re not pregnant, but it doesn’t matter. God doesn’t need you to be cellulite free, He just wants you to be loving, kind, and to fight for truth and justice.
So tonight please take a minute to take those areas in your life that you beat yourself up over and hand them over to the One who made you and who loves you just as you are.

Top: similar maternity here and regular size (with super cool sleeves) here| sunnies: Nordstrom (these are just $14 and I highly recommend them) | Belt: Hermès dupe again | shorts: target maternity, and a non maternity version here too | sandals: I couldn’t find anything super similar so I wanted to show you a pair that I would order if I needed a pair of cute flip flops… they are leopard print and so classic!| bag: similar concept from Sole Society that’s under $70!
I hope this post has helped you think about how to accept your dimples, pimples, and and quirks so you can better love yourself. Be your best you <3
Xo,
Kellie

Oh Baby Baby

Hey guys, today I am finally able to share our exciting news with you! And as you’ll see in the picture below we are so excited to announce that we will be a family of 4 in September!
Family photo copybeckett and me in photo together love!
This baby has been growing in me for 4 months (17 weeks in a few days) and we can’t believe how lucky we are to be able to add another member to our family. We started “trying” in July or August and found out we were pregnant in mid January. We felt like that was a long time, but know that isn’t really that long compared to a lot of people.


All I know is I can’t wait to find out this baby’s gender in a few weeks so we can start officially planning! I don’t care what gender our new baby is as long as he or she is healthy, but part of me is secretly hoping for another boy because I already know how to care for a baby boy. I know that sounds silly, but I’m actually terrified by the idea of raising a daughter in this world. I mean, I’m terrified of raising a son here and now too, but a daughter seems a heck of a lot scarier for some reason!

We are so excited and so in love with our new little Witzke on the way, but I still have my worries. I know people typically feel more confident about everything during the second pregnancy, but I think I’m just as scared and feel just as unprepared this time as I was with Wolfgang.
We can’t believe how our love has already grown, our hearts enlarged. I am excited to decorate the new baby’s room, to see W. become a big brother, and to see W. to teach the new baby everything he knows.
As a side note: you know those girls who love being pregnant, can I just ask WHY? I mean, the end result (a baby) is worth all of it, but I certainly don’t love pregnancy! When you’re pregnant you are constantly tired, get sick easier, have morning sickness, think less rationally than usual, have hormone issues, weird food cravings, your back hurts, and are generally just large and intrusive… And don’t get me started on people saying you “glow.” We all know that’s just because we’re sweaty and red in the face, right? lol I am happy for you if you’re one of those people who enjoys being preggers, but if you could please comment below and explain to me what you like about pregnancy I would be grateful. Because I 100% don’t understand it.

Wolfie was so uncooperative in these photos, but I just adore his little personality!!!

K thanks!
Xo,
Kellie

Science Museum Trip Takeaway: have fun, but watch your kids!

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Last week was our spring break so, being the party animals we are, we went to the Science Museum of Minnesota!!! I promised someone I would see how much admission is so I’ll tell you too: it was about $30 for our family to get in (under 3 is free).
Wolfie napped all the way there and was a little cranky at first because he didn’t get to sleep as much as normal. While we walked around, W. was moderately interested in the dinosaurs and various exhibits with lights and models, but he was upset he couldn’t touch everything. Beckett and I really enjoyed looking at everything and reading labels.
When we were almost done looking at everything we found the cardboard room and it was love at first sight!!!!
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The whole room was full of boxes, half-made forts, tape, scissors, markers, and all sorts of “treasures.” The whole scene kinda reminded me of the good old ball pits at McDonalds. What could be better to an almost-2-year-old!?!
We never exactly figured out why the box room existed, but I’m sure it has something to do with showing kids they can have fun and be imaginative, even if they aren’t glued to an iPad all day. A good lesson for us all.
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I had recently taught W. how to use some kids scissors so he was extra happy to find a pair of scissors on the floor of the room (not pictured). Of course, being the the mean mom I am, I immediately took them away because they were practically the Dial M for Murder kind.
At least there was plenty of tape to distract him!IMG_0146
As W. and B. were having the time of their lives, I was nervously noticing how easy it would be to lose track of a kid in that room! The scattered boxes were really quite disorientating! After all, the first kid we encountered upon entry was a lost toddler crying for his mom by the door. Being the concerned person I am, I started helping him look for her. She finally emerged from behind a pillar/a pile of boxes.
All I could think of was that if I were a bad guy I could have taken that kid easily. I was glad to see the mom come get him and keep him close after that.
We had fun putting W’s initials on the wall: WDW (pictured below) and Wolfie got in a fort and crawled around till he found tons of “treasures” in the form of crayons and one bandaid (eww, right?! But his excited face was adorable).
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At the same time B. was trying to take pictures of W. and me, I was still eyeing the creepy guy who had been taking pictures and videos of little girls on his phone. He looked to be in his 60s and seemed to be alone… and he was taking pictures of little girls. It was so odd. Not just because he seemed to be alone and taking pictures of other people’s kids, but also because he seemed to be trying to sneak them in quickly.
I kept trying to figure out if he was with someone in the room, but something about the way he kept moving around and reading signs in between creeping over and taking pictures of kids made me suspicious.
Finally the old guy tried to get MY son in a picture too and that threw my mom instincts into full force. I could have basically been in an exhibit as an angry mama bear about to attack. My mind was racing, trying to decide whether it would be better to confront the guy or run and get security.
I first tried to position myself in a way that would hide little W.’s face behind me and Beckett so the guy couldn’t get a good picture. To further complicate the situation, Beckett had been playing with W the whole time and didn’t realize the guy was trying to get W’s picture. I felt like I couldn’t tell Beckett why I was hiding W. because the guy was so close he would have heard me! It made me feel so helpless and frantic trying to figure out what to do.
Then the creepy guy then moved onto photographing some nearby girls playing on the floor who looked to be 7 or 8 years old. Trying to alert the girls’ moms, I ended up making weird faces and gestures to some ladies sitting talking nearby, assuming they were the girls’ moms. The moms made some faces and subtle gestures back at me and I wondered if they thought I was actually the creepy one in this situation or if they were trying to tell me they knew.
As soon as I told B what was happening, we packed up to leave the room. As we made our hasty exit, we encountered three museum workers running toward the room, walkie talkies out, and ponytails swooshing. I was glad to see that someone else must have noticed the unwanted paparazzi.
I wish I knew what happened for sure, but I felt pretty satisfied knowing the museum workers were in there and could monitor what was happening.
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I told you that odd little story to warn you moms and future moms to watch your kiddos. Have fun, go to the zoo, the museum, the park, but remember to watch your kids closely, even if you feel 100% safe and familiar there.
And if you think someone is taking pictures of your kids or following weirdly, notify security or the police. It’s ok to be a mama bear. You absolutely cannot be too cautious these days!
xo,
Kellie

My Outfit:

green sweater (H&M) — I got so many questions about this just walking around at the museum! It’s seriously so cozy and such a gorgeous color– my favorite! | Hi-Rise Jeggings (AE) | Platform Espadrilles (Sam Edelman)– pictured here

Beckett’s Outfit:

Jacket (similar) | Sweater (similar) | New shoes I just got him (not pictured) | jeans — but our favorite jeans for him are now Joes Jeans that we snagged at Nordstrom Rack, linked here! He likes them because they are super comfy and I like them because they show off his long legs and have a really clean look!

Wolfie’s Outfit:

Reversible matching pirate setshirt and pants— ( Mini Boden at Nordstrom); they also have a few other sets with patterns like sharks with red stripes!| Rhino shoes (Target)
I love putting Wolfie in these reversible sweats these days! Mostly because he seems so comfy in them, but also partly because it cuts down on the amount of clothes needed. It looks like a totally different outfit when reversed and I can also mix it up and reverse just the pants or just the top! Thank you, geniuses over at Mini Boden, for creating such useful clothes!