Without that hard year, without that time in the trenches, I wouldn’t be able to recognize how far we’ve come.
I’m learning to cherish my daughter’s larger-than-life spirit and mission.
Black stretchy pants don’t judge.
The first year of baby’s life is epic—for mama.
You’re not going to feel “caught up” for a very long time. If you accept that—you’ll find new freedom.
I sat down and mapped out a life plan, and so far it looks like I will be late for approximately 15 more years.
Because sometimes it takes courage to be the kind one.
My number one priority these days will be to help my little one to feel strong in this new world.
Doing “nothing” is doing enough. More than enough.
It is daunting to bring a little human heart into this world, knowing all this world can contain.
Mommy needs a time out, to rest and recharge. And she deserves it.
I’ve decided these are the only rules I’m really going to care about this summer.
In our modern world, I need to work a little harder to create my village.
What if we decided that good-enough, is actually enough?
Be present during the joy, be present during the frustration. Be present. Be present without expectation.
I have learned that my life is much more meaningful when I say yes to hard work with intention and purpose.
Wiser words have never been spoken, mama.
In the times of ease, I am their perfect mother. In the times of challenge, I am their perfect mother.