I am a one and done mom and this choice wasn’t selfish…it was selfcare.
Suddenly, the tiny house idea wasn’t so crazy anymore.
A poem for all of you momma’s who sometimes forget how much you are admired by your children. And also for you ladies who sometimes need a reminder of how amazing your mom is.
It was a constant fight with my otherwise calm and sweet kid so eventually I realized you should let your kid wear whatever they want.
The fear isn’t really about the investment, the stuff or the space.