How on earth did I get here?

Me looking tired af at the beach in a sweater. Sometimes life is like that.

When you become a mother, life takes you in various directions. And if you let it, it takes you places you never imagined.

When I graduated college in 1996, I moved to Kansas City to be a commercial interior designer (tried my hand with residential and it’s just not me so I’m not the one to ask which pillows work on your sofa). My plan was to work there for a few years and then move to Chicago where I really planned to be a single woman til I was 40. It was progressive for the 90s.

But one morning in Overland Park, Kansas, I was frying my eggs alone in my one bedroom apartment before my 35 minute commute to work and I said out loud, “God, I just want a family to take care of.”

Boom.

5 months later I was pregnant.

Okay then. Grabbed my list of intentions and scratched off “be a single woman til 40.”

The next 12 years were wild. As the highlight reel plays in my head, I laugh and actually almost cry at the same time.

Two beautiful births, a much needed divorce, a big move to Long Beach, California, and the intense need to be with my children more led me to quit interior design and focus on being a childbirth educator and birth doula.

Chicago is still on the list. :)