I’m oscillating between panic, calming myself, gratitude and snark while trying to keep my toddler’s hands clean. How are you surviving the times?
“When a baby is born, so is a mother - each unsteady in their own way.” That’s for sure.
As I am grappling with how to find beauty, peace, and connection in what feels like a foreign place, I am relying on a few tools that I thought I'd share. They’re tools I have turned to again and again. Full disclosure, writing this blog post is one of them!
It's been six months since my last post. In that time, our world has shifted dramatically, and continues to do so, and my world has continued to transform on its own small scale...
