The brush slides down my freshly-washed hair with ease, thanks in part to the knock-off brand of hair serum I've been using that promises "easy to tame tangles" and "lustrous locks." I steal a glance at our bathroom's toothpaste-stained mirror, and pause to take in the image before me. Who is this girl? I think… Continue reading Comparison, the thief of joy
It’s a cozy, mostly relaxed Saturday afternoon here in old Wailuku. The kids just woke up from their afternoon naps and Ken and I have had a few moments to connect and talk about how we’re doing. I’ve been working through some uncomfortable Braxton hicks contractions and unexpected nausea today, which makes me wonder if… Continue reading Home Sweet Home!