There are days when showing up feels impossible. The kids are calling your name nonstop. The laundry hasn’t folded itself (again). Your kids are fighting, dinner’s still a question mark, and you’re running on fumes; physically, emotionally, and sometimes mentally. And yet… you keep going. But what about you? Who’s showing up for you? I’ve asked myself that question a lot lately. And here’s what I’ve learned: Showing up for yourself doesn’t mean having it all together. It means choosing yourself; even in the smallest of ways; again and again. Redefining What It Means to “Show Up” I used to think showing up meant a full self-care day, an uninterrupted…

Peace used to feel like a luxury. Something I’d get to “one day” — when the house was clean, the kids were quiet, the laundry was folded, and I finally caught up on life. (Still waiting on that day, by the way) But what I’ve come to learn; slowly, and sometimes through tears is this: Peace isn’t a place you arrive at. It’s a posture you choose. Even in the chaos. Even when things are messy. Even when you’re not sure what’s next. So let’s talk about it. Let’s talk about what peace actually looks like in the real, unfiltered, busy life of a mom. Peace looks like… Waking up…

I used to think I was behind in motherhood. Behind on routines. Behind on goals. Behind on being the mom I thought I should be. But what I’ve realized? I’m not behind. I’m human. Let’s just get real for a second. If you’ve ever ended the day exhausted, looking around at the dishes, the unfolded laundry, and the unchecked to-do list; wondering if you’re the only one who can’t seem to keep up… This is for you. If you’ve ever thought: “I should be further along…” “I’m failing at this…” “I can’t do all of this…” This is for you. If you’ve ever smiled on the outside while quietly breaking…