That’s my phrase for this era of life. Not a mantra. Not an affirmation. Just a full-on plea to the universe.

Because I cannot keep up. My brain feels like scrambled eggs—some folks call it postpartum, others blame the grass in the garden but honestly? I don’t even know anymore friend. All I know is my head is cloudy.

And instead of trying to clear the smoke like some centered, grounded queen… I’ve been running through it like a firefighter on recess. Sirens off. Cape just flappin’. No real plan. Just vibes and vibes alone.

But here’s the thing: I’m still showing up. Still parenting. Still working. Still chasing peace between diaper changes and dream chasing.

So if you see me out here looking lost and tired, or if you see me out on a Saturday partying with my gworls—just know I’m in my “Give Me a Damn Second” era. And honestly, I kinda think that’s okay. LOL

XOXO, Drea