Tales from the cryp...I mean motherhood

A proof of life on minimal sleep and a heart so big it may crack the sky.

There was about .1 percent of inspiration to write this less than 3 hours ago.

I don’t know if it’s strange golden milk latte a randomly poured for myself simply because I like the color of it or the short walk in the woods I took with the pups for the first time in weeks, but here we are, here I am..writing again.