Blood sugar plays a major role in pregnancy outcomes — long before conception. In this video, I break down how it impacts complications like gestational diabetes and what you can do about it.

Most people don’t fully understand protein, fat, carbs, and sugar — and it’s impacting fertility and pregnancy more than they realize. In this video, I break down the basics in a simple, practical way.

Most women are told they’re low risk — until they’re not. In this video, I break down what high risk actually means and why preparation before pregnancy plays a much bigger role than most people realize.

Most women don’t start thinking about fertility until they’re already trying to conceive. In this video, I share one of the biggest mistakes in pregnancy preparation — and why nutrition, especially sugar intake, plays a much bigger role than most people realize.

I don’t believe the body is broken — I believe it’s responsive. In this video, I share my philosophy on healing, lifestyle, and what it looks like to support the body naturally in motherhood and beyond.

This space is rooted in values, not trends. In this video, I share more about who I am, what I believe, and why I’m creating content around health, family, and a more intentional way of living.

I was raised on real food — and over time, I’ve come to see just how deeply nourishment impacts fertility, pregnancy, and overall health. In this video, I share the foods I trust and why they’ve become foundational in my life.

After years of preparation, I chose to give birth at home. In this video, I share my full homebirth story and the experience that shaped my entry into motherhood.

I never thought I would choose a homebirth. In this video, I share what changed my perspective and why it became the right choice for me.

I have a strong sense that I use to be unhappy because I believed I shouldn’t have to take a front row seat to discomfort or pain.

I was offended by the idea that I may hurt, struggle, or even suffer in this life. I use to view women who leaned into suffering as uppity; seeking a participation trophy that doesn’t exist.

Now that I’m facing an imminent childbirth, an uncertain motherhood and some new sets of challenges, shifts and role changes I assure you, a trophy is not what I have my sights on.

This one’s different from my last few newsletters. It’s not a story from my past, it’s something that’s been burning a hole in me the last few months.

The first two times I tried to sit down and write this, I was so angry and resentful I terrified myself upon rereading them. Learning to settle into forgiveness and understanding is not my strong suit. Say something fucked up and I probably won’t let it go… Oops! Looks like you’ve been added to my naughty list. Three strikes and you’re out. Maybe my mommy issues are showing.

We live in a country that has been captivated by shows like Yellowstone, where millions of followers flood to Instagram accounts featuring influencing cowgirl wannabes, hobby ranchers, and rodeo fashionistas. Post Malone now sings in Wranglers, and Beyoncé performs in assless chaps, because this life is now for everyone. A cosplay that you think would amplify cultural respect, preservation, and rekindle God-fearing values, but is mostly a fashion show; a Hollywood exploitation, a chance to move out West, buy land with cash sight unseen that you have no real respect for, just to jack up the cost of living for locals, get bored after a year, and eventually move back to your shitty condo in LA because, “winter in the Rockies is, like, really really cold.”

Maybe it’s pregnancy, maybe it’s just that Father’s Day is around the corner. Either way, it stirs up so much of my grief — namely, my longing to know him better and to understand him, even though he’s gone.

When I approached her, I instantly noticed my favorite view in my limited experience thus far: the face of a proud first-time mother, exhausted but beaming with a radiance of love. She was somehow so familiar and unrecognizable at the same time.