It’s been a little while since I’ve shown up here, and honestly, I’m surprised my site still sees daily views even when I’m not actively nurturing it. It reminds me why I built this space in the first place. Because I love it here. This website helped bring me back to myself during a time when I felt really lost. Writing is therapy for me, and I know I should do it more often.
But time? Time is a thief. Life moves fast, schedules shift, seasons change, and suddenly weeks pass without writing a single word. So here I am… popping in with a little life update and some clarity about where I’ve been and where I’m headed.
Growing in My Work & Finding Fulfillment Again
I’ve been pouring into my job more than ever. I’ve coached gymnastics since 2019, and while there have been ups and downs, I’ve never truly wanted to leave. After a lot of thought (and back-and-forth in my head), I chose to stay in a job that brings me joy — one I don’t leave totally drained from every day.
I recently took on a new role and more responsibility, and it’s brought something back into my work life that I desperately needed: purpose. Projects to work on. Decisions to be part of. A chance to actually grow and help shape things instead of just clocking in and out.
I’ve been helping develop our recreational program, supporting newer coaches, and watching people discover the same love for coaching that I feel. It fills my cup in a way I didn’t expect.
Trying to Build Something Online, Too
Outside the gym, I’ve been learning how to monetize Facebook and grow my presence online. And if I’m being completely honest… half the time I have no idea what I’m doing 🤣 but I’m trying anyway.
Let’s be real, life is expensive. Most of us are just trying to keep up. Coaching doesn’t exactly come with a huge paycheck, and I knew I needed to create an additional income stream not just for fun, but for survival. The dream? To eventually build something meaningful and sustainable online.
Have I made much yet? No.
Do I still believe there’s hope? Absolutely.
I love being on the computer. I love writing. I love creating. So I’m choosing to keep trying.
Finding Our Rhythm as a Family
A big change came with my new work schedule. Surprisingly, it’s been one of the most meaningful shifts. My partner works evenings, and there were stretches where we barely saw each other. We would pass in the hallway, say a quick “bye,” and that was it. For days. It was hard and honestly lonely.
Now, with our schedule adjustment, we get slow mornings together sometimes.. coffee, talking, laughing, or just coexisting without rushing. It’s simple, but it’s special. I’m grateful for the time back.
And then there’s our little guy.
Sal started pre-K this year, and whew… what an adjustment that has been. He’s a velcro child in every sense of the word. A momma’s boy through and through. So shifting to being apart more often came with big emotions, clingy mornings, and new behaviors as he grows into almost five (next month… how?!).
But we’re finding our flow. And watching him grow into himself has been the sweetest part of this adventure.
He talks a mile a minute, once he knows you. If he doesn’t, he’s reserved, quietly observing and deciding if you’re worth opening up to. But once you’re in? Oh, you’re in. He will talk your ear off about dinosaurs, snacks, and whatever philosophical thought pops into his little brain.
He’s also teaching me how to be a good mom, one moment at a time.
Take Halloween, for example.
I love the vibe of fall and spooky season, but I never really celebrated as a kid. Dressing up was never a big thing for me. Costumes can also be expensive, and honestly, I don’t usually feel the need to join in.
But missing out as a kid stuck with me, and I want Halloween to feel magical for him. So when his dad insisted I dress up.. and then recruited our son to team up on me. I didn’t stand a chance.
Off to the store we went.
And what costume did my child latch onto for me?
A banana. 🍌
Not a cute witch.
Not a fun princess costume.
A banana. And he would not let it go.
So yes… I bought the banana costume. Not because I wanted to, but because the memories are for him now. I want him to grow up remembering his mom showing up for him, even as a ridiculous piece of fruit.
And honestly? It was so worth it.
Every time he ran back from a door trick-or-treating, he yelled,
“WHERE’S THE BANANA?!”
I laughed every single time. If looking silly fills him with joy, then I’ll happily be the banana.
And every day, he melts me with things like:
“Momma, I love you.”
“Momma, I love your heart.”
“Momma, you’re a sweetheart.”
He is sweet and spicy, soft and fierce, and if you know him, you know exactly what I mean. This stage is wild and emotional and loud and beautiful, and I’m trying to soak it all in.
Where I Am Right Now
The last year has been full of uncertainty, decisions, growth, and emotional shifts. But I feel grounded again. I feel hopeful. I’m working toward something. Something bigger than just a job, bigger than just a blog. I’m shaping who I am as a mom, as a coach, as a partner, and as a woman carving out her own space in this internet world.
Life isn’t easy. But for the first time in a while, I feel optimistic about where it’s going.
Here’s to evolving.
Here’s to showing up when we can.
And here’s to chasing dreams… slowly, imperfectly, and on our own timeline.
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