Dear Moms and Book Friends, welcome! This blog is dedicated to you, my fellow adventurous spirits delving into the unknown. Hence the very apt cover photo of me risking it all on Devil’s Bridge in Sedona. For my book friends, we are no strangers to adventure. Whenever we enter the written world, we’re asked to suspend belief and cast the net of our imagination to encompass glittering metropolises and impossible heroes. For my writer friends, reality is even spookier. We look into a chasm every time we lift our pens and confront the existential question: “is there anyone even listening?” Actually, someone should put those writers in restraints, they are clearly not well. For my moms, the adventure is a visceral one as our bodies transform to bring about the ultimate expression of life and we become strangers to ourselves in the process. It is a raw journey and one of the few that demands exactly everything we have to give. When people see the soft round bellies, they forget that pregnancy is metal as f*ck. It’s a 10-month epic that changes you forever should your wild heart answer its call.
I think if we aren’t careful, we might blink and find ourselves at the end, never once meeting the magic in our lives. Maybe it’s the drugs, but I can feel a collective yearning to romanticize our lives. With this blog, I hope to infuse the spirit of adventure into the everyday.
At the beginning of my pregnancy, I was told to slow down, sit still, and rest. I was told my life was going to be a blur of diapers and sleeplessness. And I, a hostage to my baby’s nap schedule. But it doesn’t have to be that way. Because guess what? You can literally say “f*ck no” and do whatever you want. I’ve also heard: this is how you start a blog and get subscribers. This is how you should write, with absolutely no run-ons in sight, with perfect sentence structure. That might actually be the most empowering thing about quitting my job. If I said “No mas! Not even for a dream salary,” why would I do or write anything except exactly what I want? I am literally paying for the privilege with my could’ve-been-career.
At the risk of being self-conscious, not everything on the blog will be exciting. But I hope it’ll be useful and maybe even funny. I’m just a girl trying her best, finding the magic where I can. And for now, that’s enough.
I think if we aren’t careful, we might blink and find ourselves at the end, never once meeting the magic in our lives.
