Kristi Pahr

I found my first gray hair when I was 12 years old. Twelve. I had gray hair before I had a period.

Things as simple as a missed call from an unknown number or someone knocking on your door put me into straight up fight or flight. I really do hide from people who come to my door. Real talk, I have gotten on my hands and knees below a window so they wouldn’t see me. I’ve even hidden in the closet. I know. Whacko.

When I got pregnant for the third time, I was determined to have an unmedicated VBAC. I had big plans. This VBAC was going to be my birth experience salvation. It was going to be empowering and amazing and heal all my hangups. I was going to be a mama goddess and everything was going to be perfect. I was wrong.

“Is she Black or white?” I asked another mom who was describing a little girl in her son’s class that she thought my family might know.

It seems like everyone is an introvert these days.

Essential oils have become incredibly popular and can be found everywhere from your local farmer’s market and community festival to social media.

I’m not a TV person. I used to be, but not so much anymore.