PSS Dad Walk & Style Swap 2026
This morning we combined two PSS favorites into one event: our annual Dad Walk and Style Swap.
You can jump straight to the photo gallery here, or stay for a minute to read on and soak up a bit more about our fun day.
One of my favorite things about PSS is watching friendship form— not just between mothers, but between entire families. While the dads headed out for their walk with the kids, the moms gathered under the pavilion to sort, swap, and shop.
We had a few new faces join us today, which is always exciting. There is something special about finally meeting someone in person after seeing their name in our social community for weeks or months.
The dads seemed to hit it off right away, and it was fun to see some extended family members join in as well. Events like these remind me that what we’re building is beyond simple playdates.
As for the Style Swap— wow.
The tables were absolutely packed this year. Clothing, shoes, accessories, baby gear, postpartum essentials… there was so much good stuff. People brought in incredible hauls and went home with incredible hauls. I love seeing photos of what they snagged in their IG stories.
The best part is always watching items find a second life with another family. What no longer serves one season of motherhood becomes exactly what someone else needed.
What’s even more sweet— all remaining items (which is A LOT) are donated to Emily’s Place which serves women and children in need who have escaped situations of domestic violence and homelessness. We adore the team and families of Emily’s Place and have loved serving their community in this way.
Another good one for the books.
Thank you to everyone who came, swapped, walked, volunteered, and spent their morning with us.
Don’t forget— there are many more photos from today linked in our gallery. Click the link below to view and download.
See y’all soon, friends!
Love, Jenna
PSS Galentine’s Party
Some nights are fun.
Some nights are beautiful.
And then some nights feel iconic.
Galentine’s was iconic.
Nearly 100 women walking into one room — what could have felt overwhelming instead felt electric.
You could see it on some faces when they first walked in — that quick scan of the room, the “oh wow” moment. And then slowly, shoulders relaxed. Conversations sparked. Laughter grew louder.
New members who walked in unsure left glowing — settled into their place like they’d always belonged.
That’s the magic.
Friendships deepened. New ones formed.
The atmosphere held us perfectly. The Bloom Lounge’s florals woven into every corner, the tables lit just right, the staff moving through the room with warmth and ease — it gave us space to be present, to be loud, to be ourselves. The best brunch spot, yes. But now officially one of our favorite girls’ night backdrops too.
But the real headline?
The women.
The confidence.
The openness.
The way each one of them created something that felt bigger than a party.
Magnetic feels like the right word.
The gallery is ready — and I can’t wait for you to see just how powerful that room looked from the outside. 🤍
IYKYK.
Can’t wait to do it again next year.
Everything is just a phase.
“Everything is just a phase.”
Someone told me this when I was newly pregnant, and it’s stuck with me ever since.
At first, it was a quiet comfort through sleepless nights, endless feedings, bouts of fussiness, and moments of overwhelm. A reminder that the hard things would pass — that nothing stays forever. And, it’s true; those moments did pass.
But now, I hear those words and feel something deeper. They’re not just about surviving the hard parts, but about holding onto the beautiful ones too. The gummy smiles, the tiny fingers wrapped around mine, the way she fits just so in the crook of my arm — all of it, is just a phase.
Not to get all sappy on you guys, but motherhood moves fast. This little reminder helps me soften in the chaos, be present in the magic, and trust that whatever we’re walking through — the highs and the lows — it’s all part of something fleeting and sacred.
So if you’re in a tough season, let this be your gentle nudge: it’s just a phase. And if you’re in a sweet one? Soak it in to its fullest measure, mama.
Because, everything is just a phase.
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