Motherhood
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One Proud Mama
It’s easy to think that the big milestones are what define parenthood — the first steps, the first day of school, the big achievements we capture on camera. But lately, I’ve been realizing that it’s the quiet, unexpected moments that… Continue reading
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How my 1-year-old Taught me Resilience
2022 wasn’t the easiest chapter of my story, but it was the chapter of grace, growth, and resilience. I never asked for the fear, the anxiety, the anger, or the isolation. But when my life as I knew it flipped… Continue reading
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Raising Little Giants
Let’s not sugarcoat it: raising little kids is hard. Beautiful, yes. Meaningful, absolutely. But also really, really hard. Some mornings, it feels like I’m running a marathon before I’ve had a full cup of coffee. And yet, even in the… Continue reading
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The Mom in the Middle
Somewhere between the granola bars and the chicken nuggets, the nature hikes and the movie nights, the parenting books and the “I’m just winging it,” there’s me. Maybe that’s you too. We live in this strange space where we feel… Continue reading
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Campsite Magic
Side note before we dive into it: If you’re wondering what those dangly things are in the picture—yes, those are fishing hoochies. Odin has loved them since before he was even two. Forget stuffed animals… give that kid a tackle… Continue reading
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Where Grace Found Me
There was no loud revival or earth-shattering moment. Just quiet nudges. Gentle whispers. A slow rebuilding of trust and faith that came to me like a slow morning sunrise. For a while, I was in survival mode. Single motherhood has… Continue reading
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climbing trees, collecting rocks, & confidence building
There’s a unique magic in raising boys who are adventurous and borderline feral. The ones who climb trees, collect rocks, and find twenty-seven different uses for a stick. My house is filled with dirt, bruised knees, laughter, and endless questions… Continue reading
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Hi! It’s time I introduce myself
I’m a born-and-raised Alaskan girl who grew up in Ketchikan — where the rain never quits, the salmon runs are strong, and childhood means mud-stained softball pants, playing soccer in a rain storm, purple berry-picking fingers, and learning to drive… Continue reading
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Brave Beginnings
I found out I was pregnant with Odin in the very start of the COVID-19 pandemic—when the world had suddenly gone quiet, and fear flew in the air like a storm that would never pass. There was no celebrating with… Continue reading
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rich in love, laughter, and family
As a mother, there are days when I feel like I’m barely holding it all together. But when I take a step back, I’m overwhelmed not by the chaos, but by the gratitude I feel for the village that surrounds… Continue reading
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