I’m not an octopus

Juliana and Hudson are my world, if you haven't already got that. But for the love of God, they are so needy, rightfully so. Being 3 and almost 5 is a hard job, trying to navigate your big feelings in this crazy chaotic pandemic of a world. Pandemic or not, being a toddler isn't all…

It pushes on the soul

Have you have had such big feelings that it pushes on your soul? Really really bad ones and really really good ones? I live for those good ones- the ones that make your soul jump into your heart. When you first find out you’re pregnant. When you first fall in love. When you’re with your…

I am

I am strong. I am sensitive. I am beautiful. I am allowed to feel EVERY emotion and not feel guilty. I am selfless and I will not let anyone tell me otherwise, no matter who you are. And if you are in my circle and you think I am not, then I have the power…

Dear Hudson

Today you are 3. Today you are my little boy instead of my baby and that makes me sad. But I swear to God I will always call you my baby forever and ever even when you hate it. Thank you for being my calm in this storm of life. I’m sorry that it was…

It’s all too much

How are you doing mamas? I am not well and I will admit it. As most of you know, I consider this my safe place to vent- a platform for mamas to share the good things, the bad things, and everything in between. We are living in an unprecedented time, a time where we have…

February sucks

Posting now, spell check later. I hate February. With a passion this year. I really wanted 2020 to start off with a bang and that it did. In the beginning of February we had a big scare with Hudson. Update: he’s doing great. We have been pricking his toe every morning and night to get…

Wild child don’t you cry

My daughter is everything I hate about me. I know that sounds horrible. I feel horrible writing it, but God it hits me hard. She's stubborn. I'm stubborn. She's OCD and gets stuck- just like me on a bad day. She's cranky as ever- so am I on a bad day. Sometimes she's a bully-…

My Last Summer

This may sound a little morbid, but this summer is hitting me really hard- the last summer of me. The last summer that I don't have to worry about my kids because they are still in daycare. The last summer I can sit on my unicorn float and read 3 books and day drink without…

What do you do?

I love. I mom. I run. I teach. I dream. I breathe. I dance. I feel. I get depressed. I feel run down. I cry. I compare. I get jealous. I feel. And guess what? That's okay. Why can't it be okay to feel all those feelings and have them sometimes overlap? Why do we…