Let me start by saying this: if you’re here expecting a perfectly curated mom blog with matching outfits, spotless kitchens, and kids who say “yes ma’am” on schedule… girl, you’re in the wrong galaxy.
I’m a mama of four.
A wife.
A woman who lost her parents too young.
A human doing her absolute best with a full heart, a messy house, and a brain that sometimes needs a little herbal peace to get through the day.
Welcome to CosmicMamaVibes — where we keep it real, raw, and a little cosmic.
Motherhood: The Beautiful, Exhausting Circus
Let me be the first to admit it: I don’t always know what I’m doing. Some days I wake up feeling like a goddess ready to conquer the world. Other days? I’m hiding in the bathroom for five minutes of silence while someone bangs on the door asking if I’ve seen their left sock.
I love my kids more than anything, but motherhood is not a straight line.
It’s not Pinterest-perfect.
It’s not always gentle parenting or craft time or healthy dinners.
Sometimes it’s yelling.
Sometimes it’s crying.
Sometimes it’s microwaving chicken nuggets and calling it self-preservation.
And that’s okay.
We’re still good moms — cosmic moms, even — because we show up.
Healing Through the Hard Stuff
Losing my parents changed everything about who I am. It made me grow up fast. It made me independent. It made me strong in ways I didn’t ask to be.
But it also left holes I had to learn to fill myself.
Motherhood has brought up a lot of old wounds — the ones I thought I buried. But it’s also brought healing. When I look at my kids, I see the family I always needed. I see second chances. I see the love I didn’t always get but am learning how to give.
And healing doesn’t look pretty.
Sometimes it looks like crying in the shower.
Sometimes it looks like laughing so hard with your kids you forget everything else.
Sometimes it looks like taking a deep breath, lighting up, and reminding yourself:
Girl, you’re doing the best you can.
Marriage: Not the Instagram Version
Let’s be real — marriage while raising four kids is a whole adventure. We have days where we’re best friends and days where the only words exchanged are, “Can you hand me something?”
We don’t always get it right. We argue. We laugh. We reconnect. We try again.
Marriage isn’t about being perfect partners — it’s about staying in it together. Choosing each other even when you’re tired, overwhelmed, annoyed, or touched out.
We’re figuring it out as we go. And that’s the truth I’ll always share here.
Why I Started This Blog
Simple:
I wanted a space where moms like me — moms with trauma, moms with big hearts, moms who feel everything deeply, moms who cope, moms who are trying to break cycles — could feel seen.
I wanted a space where I could be honest about:
- Motherhood
- Marriage
- Grief
- Growth
- Coping
- Love
- And the messy middle where most of us live
If you’ve ever felt like you’re just surviving the day, I’ve been there.
If you’ve ever felt like you’re losing yourself in motherhood, I get it.
If you’ve ever felt like you don’t have a village, welcome to mine.
What You’ll Find Here
Not perfection.
Not judgment.
Not fake mom inspiration.
But you will find:
✨ honesty
✨ laughter
✨ chaos
✨ comfort
✨ healing
✨ real stories
✨ and vibes that remind you you’re not alone
Because you’re not.
We’re in this cosmic mess together.
Thank You for Being Here
I don’t know everything. I’m not the perfect mom. I’m not the perfect wife. I’m not the perfect anything — but I’m real.
And if you stick around, I promise to keep giving you my truth, my chaos, my healing, and my love — one post at a time.
Welcome to CosmicMamaVibes.
Let’s figure this out together. 🌙✨
