I gave birth to my son during Covid-19, it saved my life and I’m grateful I did.

I wish you would have just asked me for some fucking pussy.

Pain isn’t always something to run from.

What a paint and sip revealed to me about my crippling relationship with perfectionism.

What having the same casual lover, for ten years, has taught me about love.

So we made gnocchi

How I baked my way through winter time postpartum blues.

Humble Pie

Working out and Working it out.

Heels and Healing

Blending In

Backseat Mom