After I told James I had diabetes, I literally would try to talk him out of dating me. My pump will alarm all night. I will always have to wear this thing.My finger tips have weird scars. You might have to save my…
We got Callie a little sign for her room that says “Different is beautiful.” It sits right next to her unicorn figurine on her dresser. We’re at the stage where she doesn’t want to be different. She wants to blend in. We’ve…
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Your mind will always believe everything that you tell it. Feed it faith. Feed it joy. Feed it with patience. Feed it with humor. Feed it with trust. Feed it with miracles. Feed it with wildflowers. Feed it with laughter. Feed it with song. Feed it with sunsets. Feed it with…
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One of the best parts of my job is that I get to share my “patient” story with our teams. Today, a good friend asked me to speak at his town hall and it couldn’t have come at a better time. I…
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Moms are supposed to do all the things….and do them well. “Good” moms are good at everything….or so I’ve always thought. I had to ask myself….why am I doing so much work and letting the things I love slide? I’m constantly…
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Life is not perfect. Life is messy, complicated, perfectly imperfect. And that’s what makes it beautiful. Callie doesn’t need a perfect mom. She needs to see me struggle….so she can see me overcome. She needs to see me fail….so she can see me improve.She…
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They don’t tell you about the grief that you experience after you have a baby with special needs. We read all the parenting books, went to all the baby classes, and “baby proofed” the house. We had checklists and To…
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The other day when we came home from the gym, Callie says to me…“Mama, when people look at me, they don’t look at my face. They look at my leg first. Always at my leg first.” It hurt. She’s ten so…
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What do you want to be when you grow up?The older I get, the more I realize the answer shouldn’t be one word. What do I want to be when I grow up? Someone that’s brave. Someone who’s confident in her body…
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This week, a substitute in Callie’s PE class looked at Callie’s prosthetic leg and told her she can’t be runner for the game they were playing..I’ve been told my whole life things I can’t do. I can’t play sports because of…
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Hi, I’m Jaime — writer, mother, storyteller, and the heart behind The Wildflower Edit. For nearly a decade, I wrote online as The Princess and the Prosthetic, sharing my daughter’s journey with disability and the lessons our family learned along the way. It was a beautiful season — full of advocacy, connection, and community — but as my daughter grew older, I felt a shift. She deserved more autonomy. More privacy. More room to decide how she shows up in the world. And I realized something else: My own story was expanding too. Motherhood was still here. Disability was still here. But so were grief, healing, womanhood, nervous system care, feminine energy, homemaking, identity, softness… the fuller, deeper pieces of life that were ready to be spoken aloud. Whether you come for the cozy routines, the motherhood reflections, the disability advocacy, or the soft life inspiration — thank you for choosing to share this space with me. Pour a warm drink. Settle in. Let’s grow a life that feels like you again.
Jaime
