Kristi Pahr

My version of self-care is a little less “best life” and a little more “no life”, but it works for me.

I’ve been pregnant three times, and I have two beautiful, amazing, awe-inspiri

I think we can all agree that there is some messed up stuff happening right now.

I’m frazzled, y’all; I’m a mess. I’m a basketcase of anxiety and stress and I need to chill.

I found my first gray hair when I was 12 years old. Twelve. I had gray hair before I had a period.

“Is she Black or white?” I asked another mom who was describing a little girl in her son’s class that she thought my family might know.

I feel like if I’d started earlier, had my first kid at 28 instead of 34, maybe I’d be a little less tired right now. Maybe I’d be a more fun mom if my knees didn’t sound like small arms fire every time I tried to run with my son. Maybe I’d be a better mom if I was younger. But I don’t think so. My kids? They’re awesome. And I’m the mom they have, so I must be doing something right, old or not.