Get to know us!
We are two sisters bonded by blood but united through motherhood. We are what you would consider “normal” moms. We don’t have aesthetically pleasing lives, we wear t-shirts and sweatpants to the grocery store, we’d rather nap that go out, we have an extreme soda addiction (Diet Dr. Pepper & Coke) .
We love our kids and we usually love our husbands too (we do, don't worry). We laugh a lot, and through laughter we have found that you can just about get through anything or at least avoid very expensive therapy bills. Our stories are marked by heartache and struggle but we have found strength in each other and through our Savior.
Makenzie
Hi and welcome to the inner monologue of our minds! My sister and I have dreamed for years of creating a space where women can connect, share, and feel supported. We’re so excited you’re here to join us on this journey of sisterhood.
I met my husband when I was 18 (he was 22, I know ), and I thought I had love all figured out. I fell head over heels, and three years later, I married at the ripe age of 21. Four years after that, we found out we were unexpectedly pregnant, but sadly, I miscarried at 9 weeks. I had one appointment where I couldn’t hear the heartbeat, and a week later, the pregnancy ended. The heartbreak was overwhelming, and afterward, I felt an intense drive to try again, as if I needed to get pregnant immediately. But our daughter, Malan, arrived on her own time a year later.
Two years after Malan, we were surprised with a baby boy, Cache. We decided to stop there—feeling like we’d hit the jackpot with one of each. Plus, we weren’t quite ready to be outnumbered. Some people say the more, the merrier; I’d say we’re pretty merry as we are.
Becoming a mother marked the beginning of my mental health journey—one that started with postpartum depression/OCD and has evolved in ways I never could have anticipated (more on that soon).
These days, you’ll find me juggling projects (endless, ever-evolving projects), running my kids from one activity to another, teaching swim lessons in the summer, listening to audiobooks 24/7, going for long walks, and belting out songs with my daughter in the car at the top of our lungs
Carlee
If you are reading this- hey! I am so glad you are here. I have been wanting to start this page for SO long! Mom’s connecting and supporting mom’s.. we need more of that in this world- less comparing and competition and more love and support for one another.
I am a mom to three babies. My first son, Jaxin passed away in 2015, one month after he was born. He got E.Coli (from where we have no idea) and then went into septic shock, was transferred to Phoenix Children’s Hospital and placed on ECMO and CRRT. He went through so much and we tried everything to keep him alive but God had other plans for his life. He was born 4/11/15 and passed 5/11/15, the day after my first Mother’s day. After his death, I suffered badly with postpartum depression and crippling anxiety.
Two years after Jaxin passed away, we were blessed with Abi. She healed our hearts as our beautiful rainbow baby (again had bad PPD/A). Six years after Abi was born, we had our last (and most feral) baby Cohen- (and again I am still under the PPD/A spell).
Riley and I have been married for twelve years. We have moved 11 times in those 12 years and we have never owned a home (we are serial renters). We have such a fun relationship filled with teasing, sarcasm and my dry sense of humor helps to keep him interested in me.
Lately, you will probably find me in a thrift shop scoping for the best deal, listening to an audiobook or podcast, homeschooling our daughter or running after Cohen.
Without each other for support we don’t think we could have made it through the relationship problems, the child loss, and the other issues plaguing families today.
Together, we share our stories to encourage other women to share their stories. We offer you a place of comfort and peace where you will feel no judgement and hopefully a sense of belonging. Whether through prayer, support, or simply knowing that someone else understands, we are here to walk alongside others in their journey through motherhood, loss, grief, and healing.
With Love,
Kenzie and Carlee
