This month has been hard. Harder than I thought it would be to be honest. I told myself I would launch this blog by the end of the month, write a new post every week, post to Pinterest and socials, maybe even have enough time to create some new items for my Etsy shop, and by the summer I’d have enough traction to start putting my work out there as a freelance writer. Maybe even get paid to do it…That was in March. So it’s now the end of April. I have zero blog posts besides this one I’m typing, I haven’t posted a single thing to socials and I’ve put zero work into freelance writing. Not because I don’t want to. Life has just been…life-ing?

Maybe I’ve made my goals too big, too broad. I need small goals. Every single day. Something doable that won’t seem overwhelming, but will each be a tiny tiny step in the right direction. I’m determined to make my life what I want it to be. It’s going to take a lot of hard work. But if my husband has taught me anything, it’s that this family isn’t afraid of work.

I am a wife, a momma, a crafter, a baker. I work full time in the corporate world and to be honest, I hate it. Well, I shouldn’t say I hate it. I don’t hate the work. I hate the time it takes away from my family and the things I want to do, the things I think are most important. I have an amazing husband and a beautiful daughter. I dream of being the traditional housewife in this modern world. I don’t know if that can or will happen. But in the meantime, I can be that wife and mother when I’m home with them.

With this blog, I’ll save the recipes, the crafts, the daily grind of a punk rock homemaker. I am so excited to start this new adventure.