DEAR COVID HOMESCHOOL WORKING MOM

I see you, I hear you, I feel you.

We survived 2020…..Exhale. Wine. Sob.  Exhale again.

I think we all can agree 2020 was a total shit show.

I lost my mom. I lost my childhood best friend. And from so many ashes of loss a vision arose…a dream….a fire inside my belly to create this big sparkly rainbow celebratory community that would not quiet until it was purged. Until it had BECOME.

I think we all can agree 2020 was a total shit show.

I lost my mom. I lost my childhood best friend. 

And from so many ashes of loss a vision arose…a dream…a fire inside my belly to create this big sparkly rainbow celebratory community that would not quiet until it was purged. Until it had BECOME. 

 

And then came Teresa – my partner – my spirit animal – as Jerry McGuire says, “my ambassador of Quan” – and with 10 kids between us we hustled and ground ourselves through it ALL – the quarantines, the “is it a cold or Covid’s?”, the cancelled photoshoots, and the “here kids just sit on this i-pad” mommy guilt. We burned the candle at both ends. We pushed ourselves so far past our comfort zones, and through our anxieties that more than once we found ourselves crying in the bathroom or the closet wondering if we should just give up because it was all so hard….because the psychic energy it takes to get a rocket ship into space costs just so much….to ourselves…to our families. No one talks about the sacrifices that come with a big dream (well maybe Dolly Parton does) and a creative spirit. 

CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT.....

The mental load. The fingers under the door screaming mommy “YOU.” The lack of distance. The lack of self-care. The mornings Teresa woke up at 4am to have quality work time before her entire brood arose. The nights I stayed up until the sunrise and found myself dizzy from the lack of sleep and downtime. The “How can I find the space to nurture my creative spirit and my inner dreams while still showing up as the mother I want to be’s?” The work, kids, shop, clean, REPEAT.

EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. 

Order groceries. 

Give me five more minutes please. 

I promise I will be present tomorrow. 

When was the last time I showered?

Where do you find a babysitter that has already had COVID?

I was such a shitty mom today (every night as we fall asleep) 

There were so many times we paused to ask ourselves and one another….WHY?

Why are we doing this?

What makes the sacrifice worth it? 

What are we in this for?

AND tHE ANSWERS ALWAYS CAME LIKE A WHISPER FROM GOD:

Because you empower your daughters to chase their dreams, so you have to show them how it’s done. 

Because God gave you this talent, creativity, and ambition for a purpose….and to waste it would be an abandonment of yourself….of your purpose here on earth. Because as Lady Gaga says, YOU WERE BORN THIS WAY…and we were born to create. Because this is the way to honor my mother. 

Because we are creating legacy for our children

Because this is the thing they talk about when they say “be fearless in whatever set’s your soul on fire.” 

Because we want to provide for our families through our creative work and we want abundant rewards for our creativity in our life. 

Because we really, truly, in our souls believe what we are selling….because we’ve been #CuratingMagic in one way or another since we were just little girls.  

And so my friends, this is an invitation to you to come to safe space where you are given permission to (aghast) put yourself and your dreams first. Where you are allowed to be the most amazing mother you can be (on most days) without sacrificing your own dreams, talents, and ambitions. Our hope is that we can inspire you to let the balls that weigh you down fall (aka: perfect parenting) while empowering you to own the balls you care so deeply about (it’s okay if you want you want a beautifully curated life). 

So join us. This is our gift to the world. 

A legacy of inspiring others to create legacy memories and to turn mundane moments into magical memories. 

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