About Bailey (I mean ‘Me’, or ‘I’)
Hello again! I’m honored you cared enough to stick around and mosey over to the ‘Who Am I’ page. If I don’t already have the pleasure of knowing your beautiful self, I would love if you would write your own quick bio below. I know digital “knowing” isn’t the same as the “real” thing, but hey, it’s a start.
My motherland is Austin, Texas. Howdy ya’ll! Hippie and hick mixed into one. My mother’s maiden name is ‘Hicks’, so I truly am a legit Hick. My father built a mini town of Yurts and had a mini fro, so I’m a legit hippie as well- maybe. My family’s nomad compulsion pulled them to Los Angeles, California when I was an adolescent; we had a few close calls, but survived the teen years, somewhat unscathed.
Before I met my beau, and was sucked into the ‘all things mommyhood’ vortex I love so much, my own wanderlust urges pulled me to an island named Roatan. Located off the coast of the Honduras, Roatan was a blip in the Caribbean. It’s safe to label it paradise if your definition includes fleets of invisible itchy bugs. To escape the itchies, I dove deep into the flourescent fishy abyss; it was glorious. I spent three years living a life on this blip. But, my love of motherhood that I spoke of was pulling me back to my own mother. Island life is island life, but it’s no substitute for family. I had a rad dad, majestic mama, and bodacious brudda I needed to get back to (sometimes adverbs are fun.) I packed up my two too heavy suitcases and flew back to my new motherland, Ojai, California, the land of good energy and more hippies.
I was drawn to Ojai by more than my family; unbeknownst to me, my eggs, and we’ll throw in my heart for good measure, were drawing me back to the man I would fall in love with, and create baby with. And now here we are.
Here are a few more bits of tid for you.
-I run a lot, and very slowly. I could maybe call my gait a ‘speed walk.’
-I can’t stand losing at Pictionary.
-I believe in past lives. I think I’ve had some wild ones. I’m not trying to make anyone else drink my Kiwi Kool-Aid; it’s just my personal truth.
-If I could eat eggs, avocado, and Chili Garlic sauce for every meal I would. Yes, garlic is stinky, but I’m in a committed relationship so who cares.
-I’m that mom who watches my baby sleep.
-I loved being pregnant for many reasons, but mainly because I could eat a lot and not worry about looking bloated. ‘I think the baby grew a few pounds after that burrito! Cool!’
-I live by the ‘If it’s yellow let it mellow, if it’s brown flush it down’ credo. Save the water people!
-I’m an eternal optimist who loves good-natured sarcasm.
That’s just the beginning. Other idiosyncrasies will come out by way of this blog, whether I like it or not.
Nice to meet you!
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