Why I Write: The Heart Behind Full Hands Full Heart

 

I’ve always loved to write. One of my clearest childhood memories is my mom finding me an old typewriter I was obsessed. I spent hours clacking away, making up stories and just letting my imagination run wild. Language arts quickly became my favorite subject in school, partly because of my cool, red-haired, tattooed teacher. She made learning feel fun, and at the time, that really mattered.

Growing up with ADHD, I was on Adderall for most of my childhood. Even outside of school hours, the effects lingered, and I was always hyper-focused on something. Writing became my way to channel all of that energy. To put it in perspective, my school notes on Adderall versus off were absolutely wild. Writing helped me process, focus, and just breathe.

So, back to the heart of it I’ve always had a passion for storytelling, for sharing my little corner of the world with others. I created this blog as a healthy outlet for my emotions and experiences, but also as a space for other new parents, or parents-to-be, who just want a glimpse into the real, raw, beautiful chaos of motherhood.

I have big dreams for this blog. Honestly, I have to stop myself from spam-posting because I’m always jotting down new ideas or typing away during any free moment I get. I’m so excited to keep building this spaceFull Hands Full Heart is more than just a blog; it’s a piece of my heart.