I started this blog because I was desperate to find people people who could hang with the messy experience of having a kid. I found it. Writing here has become my soul project. I live for sharing the messy parts of my life and hearing about yours. I’m a 8-year-old mother to a 6-year-old boy and his 2-year-old brother, and a partner of 14 years to an honest dad. When I’m not milking goats or obsessing over vintage pyrex or sorting train tracks and random plastic crap into their various bins, I’m supporting women through birth as a doula or working for money as a video producer or getting cheap creative thrills by writing stuff like this.