I’m Jamie: mama of three and dreamer of big dreams. (And yes, clearly sometimes I’m a goofball. It’s genetic.)
I help mamas just like you learn strategies to simplify their parenting, home life, schedule, routines, and commitments so that they can create space inside motherhood to pursue their personal goals and passions.
So many mothers feel guilty for wanting “more” than motherhood, but I want to change that perspective. I’m a huge believer in our value as mothers to our children–no one else can fill those shoes. But I also believe that part of our job as mothers is to show our children how to chase their dreams, recover from failure, and strive to be happy in the life they’re in now. What better way is there to teach that than to live it ourselves? You deserve the chance to find joy, be yourself, and keep learning, growing, and becoming more than you were yesterday. And I want to teach you how to do that–even with little kids underfoot.
I started writing here to share what I’ve learned–how you can be a mom and be happy, too. How you can find the things that fill you up, make you whole, and give you that bright light forever feeling. And how to make room for it in the life you’re already living.
Stick around and you’ll learn things like:
- How to prevent “mommy burn-out,”
- How to create time for yourself to do things you love (and how to deal with the guilt that comes along with that),
- Positive ways to teach rules and behaviors,
- How to empower your children to make choices and be more independent,
- Ways to create healthy helpful boundaries with your children,
- How to communicate love to your child,
- How to balance your roles as wife/mom/self,
- How to keep your marriage strong during times of stress, and
- Ways to bring the butterflies back into your marriage!
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Need more details about me?
We should probably start with the basics: I’m crazy short (4’10”!), sometimes spunky, and I love anything and everything related to words, story, and language. I grew up in Southern California, and while we’ve lived very happily in North Carolina for most of our marriage, the hubs and I agree that we left our heart-home when we moved away from San Diego.
I’ve been married to my college sweetheart for almost 9 years, and when I’m not tending our three little ones I’m reading, escaping to a girls’ night, walking the aisles of Target alone, eating ice cream bars, or binge-watching Netflix shows with my guy.
These are my little people. They are crazy-wonderful and keep me on my toes. Sometimes I’m teaching them, sometimes they’re teaching me, and sometimes we’re just all freaking out because we’re hungry. 🙂
Almost two years ago I hit an all-time low as a mom. On paper I had the life I’d always dreamed on–three beautiful healthy children, a loving husband, a sunshine-filled house, and I was finally chipping away at writing my always-in-progress novel. But somehow I felt totally underwater. I was yelling (a lot) at the kids. The house was a mess. And I felt uninteresting, overwhelmed, and sometimes desperate to get out of the role as “mom” that I’d chosen–so happily at first!–for myself.
Why was there so much to do, and so little of me left at the end of the day?
I often felt like motherhood would devour me. Like I would never, ever feel like my own person again.
The change in me began gradually, and I have to give credit to the guidance I felt from God. As I took in all the things that were going wrong with my life–the consuming amount of housework, the never-balanced budget, the bickering kids and their snippy mom (me!), my unraveling health and depression–I felt like there was no hope for me. I was just stuck until the littlest kid moved out of the house.
But I wasn’t!
It took time and effort–and I definitely shed my share of tears huddled in a ball in our bedroom closet–but the view from the other side is something I never thought I’d see. Something I never thought existed. I’m still a full-time mom. I still deal with little people pulling every piece of tupperware out of the cupboard, fighting over stuffed rabbits, and telling me they don’t want to eat their dinner. But I’ve also found time to write, to create, to build a business and challenge myself. And that has made all the difference.
My kids are thriving, and I am, too. I can honestly say that I’ve never been happier.
And I want that for you, too!
I’ve got your back, pinky swear.