The Trying Mama

07/08/2025

Y’all can keep your drama.
I don’t want to know.
I don’t care.
I don’t have the energy, the time, or the interest.

I’m not keeping up with who said what or who’s doing who wrong.
I’m too busy raising babies, trying to keep my home clean, and reheating my coffee for the sixth time.

I don’t want to gossip. I don’t want the tea.
I want peace. I want presence.
And the only opinions that hold weight in my world come from the little voices yelling “mama” down the hallway.

I don’t care what so-and-so is doing.
I don’t care what they said.
I don’t care how they feel about me.

Because I’m not living to be understood by people who were never meant to get me.
I’m living to raise good humans, love my family well, and protect the peace we’ve built.

06/23/2025

I’ve cut people off—
even family.
And I don’t regret it for a second.

Because once I became a parent, my priorities shifted.
It’s not about keeping the peace with others anymore—
it’s about protecting the peace within my home.

If your presence brings confusion, chaos, or pain into my child’s world—
you’re gone.
No second chances. No guilt. No apologies.

My kids will never have to unlearn what I allowed.
They will never question their worth, their safety, or their voice just to keep someone else comfortable.

Call it harsh. Call it dramatic.
But I call it being a cycle-breaker.
And I will never regret choosing them over anyone who couldn’t respect us.

06/15/2025

05/30/2025

Okur

05/27/2025

Zero points to prove. Just kids to raise and goals to meet 🤍

05/26/2025

Being a parent showed me how to shake anything off and get back to it. You got a few seconds to cry, be upset, angry & mad before you gotta pull it together for your kids that depend all on you💯🤍

05/22/2025

Thanks for the unsolicited parenting advice you gave me that I’m absolutely not going to use because I do not like the way you parent 😙

05/21/2025

“They won’t remember this.”

They say it when we plan the zoo trip, the beach day, the late-night rocking, the extra bedtime story.
And maybe they won’t.
Maybe they won’t remember the way I held them while pointing at giraffes,
or how I danced with them in the kitchen while dinner burned.

But I will.

Because their childhood is my motherhood.
And I’m living it now — in the mess, in the magic, in the in-between moments that don’t fit in baby books.

I’m not doing it so they remember.
I’m doing it because this is how I love them.
Because one day they’ll look back and just feel safe,
feel warm, feel like home —
and never question where that came from.

That’s motherhood.
Even when they won’t remember,
I always will.

05/21/2025

I married a man who would do anything for his family.

A man who doesn’t hesitate—he just does.
Who steps up, shows up, and handles what needs to be done.
Who works hard, sacrifices sleep, gives his time, his energy, and his whole heart to the people he loves.

He’ll fix what’s broken, carry what’s heavy, and figure it out when everything feels overwhelming.
He doesn’t complain—he protects.
He provides.
He leads with strength and loves with everything he has.

He’s the kind of dad our kids will remember as the rock.
The steady hands.
The laughter at bedtime.
The one who was always there.

He’s the reason I get to live this life with a little more peace, a little more joy, and a whole lot more love.
Because when he loves, he loves all in.

This is the kind of man I prayed for—
And somehow, I get to call him mine.

05/19/2025

I may not be able to protect you from the world, but I promise you I will be by your side through everything. I will always do my best to keep you safe, and remind you I’m always here❤️