I’m not a perfect mom, the one that forgets that it’s PJ day. Not a lifestyle guru. Not the full moon ritual type (though I’ve been chaotic enough to consider it).

What I am? Someone fully in the middle of life — messy mornings, beautiful moments, mom guilt, kitchen dance or sing parties, and brutally honest conversations with myself.

Most of my blogs are born on a beach walk, dictated into my phone. Raw. Real. Unfiltered.

Later, I give them a little polish (with a bit of help from a sidekick) so you can actually read them without getting seasick.

Everything you read here comes from the heart. Sometimes sharp, sometimes soft — but always honest.

Welcome to my world. Walk with me for a while.