How I did an artist residency with my 2 year old
At first, it felt beautiful and instinctive—like stepping into a role I was naturally meant for. But slowly, almost quietly, the cracks began to show. Not in my life on paper, but within me—my patience, my emotional capacity, the parts of myself I hadn’t fully healed. Because parenting doesn’t just raise a child—it reveals the parent.
Parenting My Child While Re-Parenting Myself
At first, it felt beautiful and instinctive—like stepping into a role I was naturally meant for. But slowly, almost quietly, the cracks began to show. Not in my life on paper, but within me—my patience, my emotional capacity, the parts of myself I hadn’t fully healed. Because parenting doesn’t just raise a child—it reveals the parent.