Hello there stranger!
You may remember some of these faces from a little corner of the internet circa 2012 called Fingerprints on the Fridge. Where I wrote about my life as a stay at home mom, then a workin’ mom, then a single mom. Life kind of went a little bananas for a while but the beauty in the pain is what comes from the struggles am I right? Incase you don’t follow me on Insta.. here’s a briefing.
I went through a pretty rough divorce in 2013-2014. Lots of fighting, lots of struggles. Sharing kids sucks, let’s just get that one out there right away.
In 2015, after deciding that I would never ever ever get into a serious relationship ever again, I told this goober that I would let him take me out on a date. We moved in together 3 months later. Now, I know what you’re thinking– because I was too.. What in the friggin’ hell are you doing moving in with someone that soon!? Lord Jesus.
When you know you know? Sometimes I want to strangle him, but I’m still confident in that choice. Nine months or so later, came Carter. The wildest little man I’ve ever met in my life. He breaks me every day, and at the same time makes me the happiest I’ve ever been. Who knew our family was missing this kid? Life is crazy I tell ya.
A year ago I finally said goodbye to the house I spent the last 12 years of my life loving on– and we bought a Farmhouse! It’s 150 years old, full of charm and ugly wallpaper and big enough for lots of babies. Incase the universe decides that we need 7 or 8 more.
