05/21/2026
Yesterday was a “yes” day for my son Lincoln.
He graduated preschool, and for some reason that milestone just hit me differently. I was feeling all the feels.
So I promised him a Mommy + Lincoln day because those days feel so special to both of us. And honestly, he always plans the sweetest things while also making sure I’ll enjoy the day too.
His perfect day?
The library where we could stay as long as we wanted because Leo and Lyanna wouldn’t be there bugging us, a trip to the craft store, lunch together, ducky park, and then coming home to color.
Literally the perfect day.
Yesterday I really tried to say yes.
Yes to slowing down.
Yes to being present.
Yes to setting my phone down.
Yes to letting myself not be "productive" for a few hours.
And honestly? It felt uncomfortable at times.
I kept reaching for my phone. I kept checking the clock and feeling that little panic of “I haven’t done anything productive yet today.”
But then I’d look over and see the smile on his face, or I’d feel the sunshine while we sat barefoot outside coloring together… and I’d think:
This is exactly where I’m supposed to be.
We spent time at ducky park, which has always felt special to me. Every time I’m there I think of Mary Kalisiak, and somehow the wind there always feels like a warm hug from her.
We watched the geese (who p**p A LOT in case you didn’t know ), played, colored outside for over an hour, and just moved slowly all day long.
And somewhere in the middle of all that, I realized something:
I don’t know if I’ve ever fully believed that slowing down was okay.
But I want more of this.
I need more of this.
Because they are only this little once. And I get one shot at this life.
And I think I’m going to keep saying yes to this. I'm saying yes to becoming the mom and the person I’ve been wanting to be for a long time.