I never really thought I would be a mom… and if I ever did imagine myself as a mom I pictured myself having 3-6 boys.. Living in a house of jumping off roofs, shitting pants, and ass big bowls of spaghetti… When I found out I was having a girl, something really weird clicked in me. I had a rough relationship with both of my parents growing up. My parents split before I was 2 and I bounced back and forth from really different households…Neither of my parents could hold a conversation with each other without ripping heads off. I definitely used humor/alcohol to cope with the pain and spent every minute I could out of my house.. I started working at 14 and it was around the age of 10  I learned what it meant to be a lady in the workplace. So I naturally defied that and began taking on more physical masculine roles and as a daughter of an immigrant I took on as many hours I could. I’m rambling.. and the story could trail off into so many different sections about how I found a huge falling out with authority, my teenage years with a brother who was a drug addict, and my experience studying to become a nurse.. but I am talking about finding out I was having a girl. Well, as one does, I began to reflect on my childhood and thought about how I wanted to show up as a mom… I realized I wanted my daughter to see a mom who wasn’t just a mom. I wanted her to see a woman who was driven, balanced, intuitive, nurturing, emotionally intelligent, independently successful, creative, empathetic, and questioned everything. So that she too could turn inward, learn to trust her body, find her purpose, and live in a cyclical way. Having a daughter healed me in ways I don’t think I’ll ever be able to put into words, but one thing I know for sure, is that I am here to help people realize they are intuitive cyclical beings. Meaning their wants, needs, and  desires will constantly be changing and shifting,  and that life is about listening to yourself, your intuition, adapting + enjoying the ride.