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…
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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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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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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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
