10/16/2025
I’m the mom you’ll see getting a new tattoo or a new piercing just because it makes me feel alive again.
The mom with long died hair, heavy eyeliner, and playlists full of metal and horror-movie soundtracks.
The one who lights fall candles in July and keeps Halloween décor up all year round.
I’m the mom who thrives in the chaos, who blares music while cleaning, who teaches her kids that self-expression isn’t rebellion—it’s freedom.
That you can love skulls, ghosts, and tattoos and still be the softest soul in the room when it comes to your babies.
I’m the mom who’s proof that you don’t have to lose yourself in motherhood—you can redefine it, ink and all. 🕯️🕸️