hey gang. welcome to my little world. i figure i should introduce myself to you. before you start taking me too seriously . . . you need to know exactly who i am.

i am a single mama to three rascally. silly. wild. darling. dirty little boys. my oldest is patrick. he is six. my middle is pierce. he is four. and my little is penn. he is two. they are my world. they give me purpose. they give me laughter. they give me meltdowns. they give me exhaustion. but most of all. they give me love.

we spend a lot of our time together. in fact. i have them all but four days a month. thats when they go see their daddy. i say that so that you get a full understanding on why i drink entirely too much coffee #gimmeallthecoffee & why my hair is almost always messy.

i wouldn’t have it any other way. my days are crazy. and busy. in fact. they are down right crazy busy. but I couldn’t tell you where all my minutes go. i just know that being a mama. and building a business. and navigating this life steals minutes faster than i can say more coffee please.

but dang are those minutes good ones. they are filled with giggles. and wrestling matches. and sliding rascals across the kitchen floor. they are spent feeding their little bellies. and feeding their precious souls. they are spent teaching them the importance of being kind. and how to love all people. and that love is love. is love. is love. and everyone deserves love. they are spent folding endless piles of spiderman undies. and finding the match to a baseball sock. those minutes are spent baking cookies together. and having movie nights. and snuggle sessions. and girl. i would be lying if there were not minutes spent wondering how in the world can I run away and just be alone for a minute. but then those minutes. those wanna run away minutes slowly change to can I have this moment forever minutes when they walk up and squeeze my legs as tight as they can. ya. this mom life. its pretty spectacular. and its pretty hard. and we all just do the best we can.

the rest of my minutes. they are spent finding the fun in everything. finding cute outfits. and spending too much money at target. they are spent chatting over iced coffee with my best girls. they are spent perfecting cookie recipes. and eating all the cookie dough while standing barefoot. alone. in my kitchen. {that is most definitely not a complaint}. those minutes are spent creating. and planning. and building the life i have always dreamt of. one surrounded by family & friends. and fashion. and food. and a whole lotta fun.

that’s me. pretty much. i’ll be the best friend that you never knew you were missing. the one that tells you to eat a 7th cookie. and drink that dang diet coke. and buy that pair of sneaks. and encourage you to do anything that will make you happy. i will encourage you to be you. authentic. genuine. vulnerable you. and own that shit. i’ll encourage you to set boundaries that feel good to you. that protect you. that serve you. that heal you. i’ll encourage you to say no more often. and slow down. and stay in your own lane. it’s ok to be different. its ok to be weird. just be happy.

and eat that 8th cookie. i won’t judge you. promise.