You may remember my post a year ago regarding mom jewelry and how it used to kind of scare me to death. Then I realized that I could have jewelry that I like that is simply representative of my kids, not necessarily caricatures of my kids dangling precariously from my neck and my wrist.
Behold: Three rose gold stackable rings--two with white stones to represent my two girls and one with black stones to represent my big boy.
Worn on my left hand because I'm still terrified of cutting Lydia's little thigh with the solitaire of my wedding ring. :)
Yay. I love their sparkliness. But mostly I love the loves they represent.
Have a lovely day.