“The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing.”
I have gone through this magical transformation that could even be form of pixie dust if you may say. I am learning that as a mother, a wife, a teacher, and many other titles, society puts women under this pressure of who we need to be as part of society. It is okay and completely normal to feel these feelings that we feel on a day to day basis. We are tired, stressed, overwhelmed that we forget one thing. We grew up. Now something like that would make me think WWDD? If you do not know, that stands for “What Would Disney Do?”
Disney did quote this. Adults grow up. So here I am ranting this whole time about “adulting” that I lost sight of my innocence and adventure that society told me to let go of.
So who am I exactly? I am a child at heart. A dreamer. A free-spirit. A butterfly or even a tinker fairy just wanting to spread some pixie dust to that one person who needs to hear it. You will find me here ranting for other moms. I will tell you about my Celiac disease (bread and I are star-crossed lovers). I will write to you about my family adventures and offering Disney advice and tips for those families on the go.
Sending some Pixie Dust your way.