I sit next to my wood stove in a rocking chairwith my 9 month old baby boy in my lap.

I am tired, I am weary, and my patience is almost gone. I try to calm my body and my mind as I wait for the lye water to cool down.

It’s the 2nd of December. It is cold, and rainy here on top of the mountain. My husband is resting in the chair after receiving botox injections all around his head and neck for chronic debilitating migraines.

The discouragement I feel tells me no one will read this blog post…but if you are reading this then that is a sign that I did not give up.

I honestly thought this would be easier. I know I am a small fish in a huge ocean and I just “need to find my tribe.” I sure hope my tribe will find this someday. Someday soon.

I am learning. Learning about soap making, learning about running a small business, and still learning everyday how to be a wife and mother. Life changes. Seasons pass. And somehow we have to figure out our everyday all over again.

Need to go check on the lye solution. I am making my first batch of coffee soap. Praying it’s a keeper! Bye for now.