HESTIA :: Mythical Greek Goddess of the Hearth, Domestic Life, and the Family. Her symbol is the comfort of a hearth, a never-ending fireplace designated to warm the chilliest of bones. No temples devoted to her name, never worshipped publicly, and voluntarily gave up her place as an Olympian God to allow the God of Fertility and Wine to take her place.

Ah, Hestia. A woman after my own heart. I stumbled into motherhood over five years ago when my then-fiance and I found out we were expecting a little girl. I’m now the mother of three (Cora, Dexter, and Atlas), married to my best friend Mark, and not even remotely close to the mother I always thought I would be. Not in a bad way, I’ve just learned I’m less of a millennial mom and more of, like…a 70s mom.

After blogging for a large portion of my life (you may have found me through my previous lifestyle blog, Indiejane Photography, which is no longer active), I decided this chapter…this sleepless, nonstop, loud chapter…was possibly the most important of all to document.

P.S. Momma has a potty mouth. My children understand colorful language. It’s fine. You’ve been warned. Don’t call CPS.

Image courtesy of Courtney DeSpain