05/12/2025
This morning I woke up before Elwood, maybe the third time ever. I slipped out of our warm cuddle without him stirring, no cheeky little hippo smile waiting for me… yet. Just stillness. Quiet. Space to reflect.
Motherhood has stretched me in ways I never expected. Physically, emotionally, spiritually. And I know the stretching isn’t done. It’s wild, and raw, and beautiful. It’s lonely sometimes, and yet I’ve never felt more connected to something bigger.
Thank you, Elwood, for choosing me. My little Generator. We share the channel of tenacity—and I know in my bones this bond is karmic. Beyond grateful for this life with you in it.
Motherhood through the lens of our culture can feel so unbalanced. So heavy at times. And still—it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. The truest initiation.
To anyone mothering today, in any shape or form, I see you.
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