It was after having my firstborn that I realized I wasn’t ready to stay as I was, but how? I was already too far. That desperation hit hard and although I wanted out, I saw no way.

The me that remains without all the titles, the me that is worthy without any material value. The me that needs no justification to be loved and honored. The me that is both dark and light. Both a storm and the calm. Both emotional and level headed.

The pictures above are from this moment of choosing to prioritize what felt like my kids moment, but in actuality, it was mine. I had wanted to go out but I thought it made more sense to do it after everything else.

It’s so easy to postpone changes. Shoooooot even this blog had me really tryna hold off because my site isn’t perfect yet. I can think of 101 things to do and when that list is exhausted there will still be more.

Day 401 - I fear I have caught one of the most contagious psychological fevers this world has to offer and have been suffering from ‘Baby Fever’ for almost two rotations of the sun. Why must this fever torment me so?

I’ve spent much of my life not monitoring what I was eating. As someone constantly moving, doing sports, exercising, pretending to be an airplane (cough cough, college graduation ceremony), I assume I was always burning off what I ate and more, without being mindful about it. I mean I’d legit be running for absolutely no reason.

Welcome to my blog, where I will attempt to share things that I’ve gone through in hopes that maybe it will help a few people feel ‘normal’ not alone.

It was a dark and stormy night… well I’m reaching. It was a Tuesday that I came into this world, and it was a Tuesday that I finally decided on my website template.