Essays and images about motherhood, midlife, and becoming myself again.
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Hi. I’m Bridgette.
I’m raising children across seasons of life — from tiny hands to almost-grown ones — while learning what it means to begin again in midlife. I make things when I can. I notice light. I try to stay honest. Some days I hold it together beautifully. Other days, I cry in the car and call that progress.
I lost my mom years ago, and since then I’ve been learning how to mother — and live — without a map. After decades of putting everyone else first, this is me finding my way back to myself, slowly and without apology.
This space is where I tell the truth as gently as I can.
In words. In images. In moments that don’t need fixing.
It’s not polished. It’s not performative.
It’s real, and it’s still unfolding.
Because I’m still me in here.
Latest from the Blog
Catch up on the most recent stories. I usually share something new each week — something honest, something lived-in. You’re welcome anytime.
- Collateral DamageNobody puts “high conflict coparenting with a narcissist” on their vision board. And yet. Here we are. I didn’t fall in love with a situation. I fell in love with a man.… Read more: Collateral Damage
- Pieces: From Scraps to a Beautiful Masterpiece, Flaws IncludedMarisa is the first subject in the Still Me in Here Portrait Series, black and white photographs of women 40+ paired with the stories that shaped them. You can find her work… Read more: Pieces: From Scraps to a Beautiful Masterpiece, Flaws Included
- I Checked Flo. Forgot Mother’s Day. That Explains Everything.I’ve started this week’s post three different times now. I had a grand idea for a Mother’s Day post. Sweet, chaotic, a bit funny. Then I had a post ready about hormones… Read more: I Checked Flo. Forgot Mother’s Day. That Explains Everything.
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