If you had told me a year ago I’d be starting a blog, I probably would’ve laughed – and then cried a little, honestly.
I’m Rachael. Mom of six, including twin toddlers. Homeschooler. Former perfectionist. Recovering from exhaustion, sensory overload, self-doubt and the pressure to have it all together.
This blog isn’t born out of free time (because, let’s be real, what’s that?) – it’s born out of *need.* I needed a place to be real. To be honest. To write again. To create something that’s mine. To process healing and the heartbreak, the everyday chaos, the wins that only a tired mom notices and the magic moments we almost miss.
I’ve spent a long time being the glue for everyone else. This space is where I start remembering who I am, too.
Here, you won’t find picture-perfect routines or curated mom-life advice. You’ll find:
- Homeschooling that bends to the child and the mother
- Honest stories about healing, burnout, neurodivergence, and letting go of what doesn’t serve anymore
- Magic in the mundane
- Favorite finds – from Amazon to Goodwill – the things that actually help, not just to add to the noise
- Soft encouragement to show up imperfectly and still be worthy
I almost didn’t start this because I didn’t feel like I had anything “official” to offer. But I’m starting anyway – because maybe what I have to offer is exactly what someone else needs to hear.
If you’re here, thank you. I hope this space makes you feel a little less alone.
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If this post resonated with you, I’d love to stay in touch. You can find me sharing more cozy chaos, Amazon finds and soft encouragement here:
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