hello darling, welcome

Hi. It’s me. You know. That girl, from like, 15  years ago that hung out at that British pub on a Sunday night, asking that band to play the acoustic but lively version of that Snoop Dogg song while she smoked duMaurier and drank only the best wine (the only red wine) the pub offered. 

Yea. That girl. 

Ever have that hyper realistic dream? The one that feels like there is a glitch in the matrix but cannot figure it out as you stumble around your environment. 

I had a dream so vivid last night it was almost heart stopping to snap out of it. Like I was plunged into a huge body of water face first, gasping for air, but instead. . . It was me waking up. 

these dreams

#mybodyisbloodybeautiful

Ok. First.
Frida 👏🏽 Mom 👏🏽 Is👏🏽The👏🏽Shit👏🏽

525600

That’s approximately how many minutes have passed since the “conception” of our daughter.

February 14th, 2019.

New Frontier

With Remi’s 1st birthday already come and gone, it was inevitable that this day would come. My maternity leave is over and I started work today. But the biggest step of all is that Remi starts full-time daycare.