I’ve always loved connecting with people—listening to their stories, sharing my own, and finding those beautiful threads of commonality that remind us we’re not alone. But I’ve realized I’m not always at my best in high-pressure, on-the-spot conversations, especially when the stakes feel high. In the back of my mind, I’m often trying to say the “right” thing to avoid a clickbait article that takes my words out of context or a video clip that strips away the emotion and authenticity behind an hour-long conversation. These situations can feel overwhelming, and as I’ve leaned into a quieter life, I’ve found they sometimes bring me a lot more anxiousness than I need or want.

It’s a skill I’m working to develop or re-develop, but it’s also part of why I’ve chosen to step back from podcasting for now.

During my short time trying my hand at podcasting, I quickly learned something important about myself: I want to share my story—my journey through motherhood, marriage, life, and my reflections on growing up—but I want to do it in my way.

I want to share the triumphs and struggles of raising a child with “a little extra sparkle” and how those experiences have empowered and reshaped me. I want to encourage other moms to find their own inner courage—to know they can bring life into this world and emerge stronger for it. I want them to know they can break generational cycles and come out better for it on the other side. They can raise those beautiful lives without feeling alone or as if they’re drowning in motherhood. I want to build connection, not division.

I also realized how difficult it is to articulate all of this clearly in the heat of a conversation, especially under bright lights and cameras. While I loved hearing my co-host’s perspectives, I often struggled to express my own in a way that felt true to me, because of nerves and overthinking. And in a world so quick to reduce meaningful conversations to clickbait headlines, I found myself frustrated and disheartened.

That’s not the legacy I want to leave behind. I want to share my story—not to spark headlines or give gossip blogs a fleeting click, but to foster connection.

Over the years, I’ve received countless messages from moms, daughters, and women who see pieces of their own lives in mine. Those connections have reminded me that we’re all navigating this messy, beautiful journey together.

For now, I’m stepping back into the written word, where I feel most comfortable—and, let’s be real, I can wear leggings and oversized sweatshirts, that probably have a little bit of baby snot on them.

Writing allows me to share my thoughts without the pressure of getting them “just right” on the spot. It gives me the space to process, reflect, and tell my story in a way that’s both honest and healing.

I hope these words bring comfort, connection, and maybe even a little inspiration to your day.

I’ll be sharing the wonderful, the beautiful, the difficult, and the downright hard parts of life here—all with the hope of creating a space where we can feel a little less alone in this often-sterile world.

If you have made it this far, thank you! I hope you enjoy.