I'm a single mom at 31, and currently clawing my way out of poverty and hopelessness.
I have tattoos, piercings, and don't usually carry the same hairstyle month to month.
I play roller derby and ride a motorcycle, and yet I also like to garden, read, paint.
I have a strong passion for many things, natural birth and counter-culture parenting are typically at the top, but body image and womens' rights are not far behind.
I have a strong passion for many things, natural birth and counter-culture parenting are typically at the top, but body image and womens' rights are not far behind.
I've been described as enigmatic. I don't fit in to any category and I like it that way. I'm not afraid to like what I like despite my outside appearance.
I am disorganized, a little messy, and generally a space cadet. Basically I am the opposite of what people think I am when I say I am a mom. I forget important things, remember the little and (seemingly) insignificant things. I am NOT a creature of habit, in fact my one habit is probably that nothing gets done the same way twice. It's inefficient but it's how I have always been.
I love my kid more than my own life, and I do the very best I can, and though I fall short many MANY times, and let him down on more than one occasion, but, I know he loves me back.
