Welcome to the Multiverse

This morning started out like most other days in our house. One daughter quietly gets ready for the day while the other sleepily prepares for her role in the first hour of her daily mischief.

One relishes the calm, quiet hours of early mornings. The other makes it her damn mission to stay in bed and raise hell for anyone who dares interrupt her precious final 💤.

And somewhere in the middle is me… fighting to get one kid out of bed while keeping things zen for the other. Trying not to forget my coffee, my keys or what little sanity I have left as we rush out the door late.

I’m living in each of their opposite worlds at the same time, all day every day. Add in my own world of trying to keep everything together and figure things out?

Suddenly it feels like the multiverse in action – “for real life,” as my youngest would say – and I’m somehow living in the middle of it all.
A regular mom of two incredible daughters who couldn’t be any more different. It’s a water versus fire fight 24/7.

In our home there are three worlds.

💥 My youngest daughter, The Glitter-Bomb, has a world of noise, abundant movement, and never-ending adventure.

⚖️ Then there’s the world I live in. Where I’m constantly trying to understand, translate, and balance it all. 

⚓️ Thankfully, I’m not navigating this crazy train alone. My fiance, The Anchor, is steady, logical, patient, and somehow able to keep us all grounded when the worlds start to collide or drift. She keeps us on course.

📐 My oldest daughter, The Architect, has a world of structure, quiet precision and careful design.

It’s become more and more clear as the years go on that they are two totally opposite kids. 

It didn’t happen with some big “a-ha!” moment. It was the small things. 

The day-to-day conversations. 

The way they approached the world. 

One insisted on independence from the start while the other leaned toward reliance. One serious, one nonchalant.

My Architect would shock us when she was 2-3 years old with statements like, “Wow! This puzzle is magnificent!” and “Mama, can I have a bath? It will be so refreshing. I think that’s what I need when I’m stressed.”

My Glitter-Bomb relied on me being her interpreter because she said the words how she wanted to and people couldn’t speak her language. If someone didn’t understand her and the interpreter was out to lunch, they were shit outta luck.

As they have gotten older it’s become clear that parenting them the same way doesn’t and isn’t going to work.

After the stress and chaos of the day wears off… and after we’ve tucked the little humans into bed and we wait for them to fall asleep, the world gets quiet. 

It’s in those moments that the doubts start popping up like kernels in a microwave: 

Am I a shitty mom? Am I being too lenient? Or maybe too strict? What am I doing wrong? How do I raise them to be good, honest, respectful, and responsible adults when I’m still figuring out so many things myself?

I’m wandering through my own world, doing what I can to balance the multiverses of my Architect and my Glitter-Bomb. Managing time between home, work, health, and all the other responsibilities that come with life. 

Some days it gets unbearably heavy. Parenting two totally different and very unique kids is confusing and overwhelming. But, as I’ve been working on myself and healing one tiny piece of me at a time, I’m starting to see the beauty in the chaos. The silliness in the seriousness and the adventure in the mundane. 

After some pushing from the people I love, I’ve decided to start 3 Worlds, 1 Mom because I know I can’t be the only mom out here juggling the multiverses, trying to remember whatever it was I forgot to do, and still pushing through the never-ending exhaustion of it all. 

Maybe some of this resonates with you. Or maybe you’re just here to follow the chaos of 3 Worlds, 1 Mom like it’s some weird reality TV show.

Maybe you, someone, anyone, can learn from (or laugh at) my mistakes, lessons, endless thoughts and ramblings. 

Whatever the case may be, I’m buckling up and digging deep to share the raw, honest experience of my life in three worlds. Join us in the adventure. There will definitely be many “a-ha!” and “oh shit!” moments mixed with laughter, tears, healing, frustration, joy, and some WTF moments too. 

Simply put, this is a place to share the beautiful chaos of being a mom. 

If you’re raising little humans who couldn’t be more different and it’s slowly pushing you toward insanity… welcome.

You’re not alone in the chaos of the Multiverse.

This is…

3 Worlds, 1 Mom ✨