I've sat in freezing rinks at 5am. I've stress-eaten granola bars in parking lots between tournament games. I've smiled and nodded at other parents losing their minds on the sideline, thinking "same, friend. Same."

I'm a sports mom. Which means I know exactly how wild this life gets, and I also know how much we need someone to just say that out loud.

This blog is that place. Part photography, part survival guide, part honest conversation about what it actually looks like to raise athletes and keep your sanity mostly intact. We'll talk about the chaos, the calendar, the moments that catch you off guard, and why it's so worth it to slow down and document this season of life before it disappears on you.

No perfect parenting advice. No fluff. Just one sports mom talking to another.