Solo parents are superheroes

Since my husband transitioned from active duty to the reserves last year, it’s been a while since I’ve activated solo mom mode for a moderately extended period of time.

LET IT BE KNOWN: My appreciation for ALL solo parents / primary caregivers, my past self and my fellow milspouses (who would consider this stretch of time a *blink*), and for my own husband grows by the HOUR / fresh load of toddler sheets, whichever comes first.

To those loving on / caring for / mentoring this generation of humans without a second grownup around:



We’ve got this

Raise your hand if you ran out of patience with your kiddo(s) at some point today 🙋🏻‍♀️

Raise your hand if you were kind of a jerk to yourself about it 🙋🏻‍♀️

Raise your hand if at least part of you knows that you’re def a better mom than you give yourself credit for … much like the one who’s reading this post and nodding along 🙋🏻‍♀️

We’ve got this, team. A solid dose of humility, some self compassion, a good night’s sleep, a few kid-friendly, education-flavored Netflix shows on deck for backup, and WE’VE GOT THIS. 🙋🏻‍♀️


re-entry is a B.

Yesterday’s caption (upon arriving home after my ridiculously magical 10ish-day solo trip):

There’s no place like home. ❤️

Today’s caption: Yes, totally, that, AND… reentry is a B. 🙃 .

I’ve spent a good chunk of the last 24 hours asnooze (thanks, husband!).

I’ve also already bumbled my way through a few heart-to-6.5yo-hearts around topics I should probably order / write children’s books on (<< the breadcrumbs are STRONG and persistent).

Lesson: Even an amazing holiday doesn’t guarantee you’ll transform into a super-energized, ultra-patient unicorn of a mother.

What you (we) REALLY need is an imperfect but consistent practice including support, rest, compassion, patience, caffeine, and milk chocolate coconut macadamia nuts.

Amiright, or amiRIGHT?


Anchor it in.


This week has been a dream sequence.

Part of me feels super obnoxious for sharing it (here in my Instastories + highlights) with extra cheese, but the wiser, truer part of me knows that extraordinary moments like this serve to recharge and sustain us for the everyday.

And so I anchor ‘em in.

In a few days I’ll be back home with my babies and my sexy boyfriend (Chief Daddy has been the real MVP this week!) — but for now they’re fine and I’m HERE, with plenty more magic to enjoy.

Let’s go. ⚓️✨


Project Reconnection – My Solo Trip to Hawaii


My overarching theme for this summer is RECONNECT.

  • With myself.
  • With my fam.
  • With my home.
  • With my friends.
  • With my mission.
  • With my community.
    (That’s you!) My first step in the process is the CLEARING – which is why this solo trip to Hawaii, when the volcano happens to be actively erupting… is total symbolic perfection. (We’re ending the summer with a bucket list fam trip to Alaska… I think that will be the real RECONNECT piece because we’ll be all up in each other’s faces for three weeks 🤪) But for now…. clearing.

While I’m over the rainbow I can clear thoughts / beliefs / old stories and physical tension.

And when I get HOME, no cabinet / drawer is safe.


What’s your mission this summer?

What / who would YOU love to reconnect to?

Own that goodness here in the comments!

#also: whether you’re in a clearing mood or NOT… join me on Instastories for more of this digi-helicopter ride to an *actively erupting* Kilauea vent (one of the most awe-inspiring things I’ve ever witnessed with my 33yo eyeballs).

I’m missing my boys big time AND also so grateful to have a few more days to enjoy this magic over the rainbow.

Bring on the new year.✨