“I spent the last six weeks climbing a mountain in the form of some of the most difficult, emotional, and challenging work I’ve ever had the privilege of undertaking and I have a message for you: You MUST Pamper Yourself at any cost or even at no cost. You must.”
“I’m afraid to let go of my work-life because I don’t want to fall behind… I don’t want to let it go. I want to be that super-mom who can keep running her business from home and stay on top of everything like a mythical goddess. But that ain’t gonna happen…”
beauty lives in the space we give
like a wrapped gemstone
we step back and allow the wind to unfurl its ribbons and the tightness of the wrapping
unfolding unfolding unfolding…
In our first written interview for Project:Women, Breanna Walsh shares her thoughts and experiences about motherhood, homeschooling, permaculture, and balancing it all.
I am your mother. And I can barely keep a houseplant alive. And it’s a miracle this mutt I rescued ten years ago is still alive but I think, in fact, it was he that rescued me. There he is, snoring at the foot of the bed as we two gals cuddle in it, in the early morning hours after your father has left for work. The miracle mutt. The miracle baby. And me. So maybe I am the miracle. Yes. It’s a miracle that I am your mother. This morning in the early AM light that filters through the curtains, I can make out the profile of your perfect face. It is like my soul silhouetted in soft folds of chubby cherub cheeks and pudgy fingers wrapped around my own. But it is your breath. Baby’s breath. It takes my own breath away. I am so close to you as you sleep. Closerthanthis. Nose-to-nose and I drink in every perfect little puff you sigh my way as you slumber. Baby’s breath more precious than you know. Because I have lost one before. A baby whose heart stopped, who never took a breath …