My mama heart is heavy today……Callie came home from school today and told me she was sad and didn’t understand why she had to have a prosthetic leg. She asked me why she couldn’t have a real leg. These days crush…
Callie came to me the other day and wanted to write her very own story in her new journal. My literary heart filled with pride. I got her settled at the table with her new journal and some pretty pens. And then…
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I used to beat myself up if everything wasn’t perfect for her. Perfectly coordinated outfits. Pinterest worthy birthday parties. Cake Boss caliber baked goods for her parties at school. Lunches with little cute sandwiches in the shape of little woodland creatures.Handmade costumes for Halloween…
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You are my miracle in every way. You are the sunshine in my day. You are my wild.You are my unicorn among horses.You are my giggles. You are my good night kiss.You are my strength. You are my brightest star. You are the calm in…
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When Callie was born we had so many questions.What if she couldn’t latch on?What if she couldn’t walk? What if she didn’t make it through her heart surgery? What if she didnt flourish and we couldn’t leave the NICU? What…
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I lost my cool with Callie this morning. It definitely was not one of my finer moments and I sat in the car after drop off and cried. I know being a parent would be challenging especially with all the hurdles our…
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Ah….ten years old. Double digits. We’re in a new stage of life. I’m constantly veering between looking over my shoulder for the sweet chubby cheeked baby who always wanted to be held and then looking forward to the independent strong willed woman…
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I always want to be someone she can look up to…..It’s so true that kids are mirrors. What they see and hear….they do. I want to make sure she sees and hears love. Presence not perfection. I want her to see and hear…
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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…
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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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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
