The most meaningful project I’ve worked on to date is giving back to my local hospitals NICU departments.

Six years ago, in October was the beginning of a twin pregnancy miscarriage for my husband and I. Two surgeries 2 weeks apart left me broken.It was devastating and heart-wrenching but with the help of my husband, family and my closest friends I managed to get through.

Fast forward to a year later there I was pregnant and feeling uncomfortable which I assumed was normal for the latter part of pregnancy. I went to the hospital one day for what EVERYONE except me thought were Braxton Hicks but they weren’t, it was the real thing. I got a shot, the contractions subsided and I went home. 10 days later I was back and this time they admitted me. But why? I had just scheduled my c-section. The following morning our beautiful daughter was born.

It was the week of Christmas and my daughter was in the NICU, I was praying we would be home for Christmas but we weren’t. I was sad and a little broken. On Christmas morning, I walked into the room, there was a little box and the nurses said “mama a church dropped that off it’s for you.” I was confused. With excitement to see what was inside, the nurses watched me open the box. I did- and I cried. It was a small box packed with things perfectly picked for me from people who didn’t even know me.

The nurses were just as amazed as I was. Moments later, I noticed my daughter had a Christmas blanket so I asked where it was from. The nurse said a nice lady donates blankets and hats to us every Christmas and there I was crying again. 2 different sets of people who didn’t know me or my daughter got us gifts for Christmas. The NICU is lonely and anytime spent there is TOO MUCH time. It filled my heart to know that people out in our community cared enough to be there for us in this lonely time.

So I went home with a grateful heart and decided I wanted to be one of those people who would leave gifts for these babies and their moms. So every Christmas since then I donate customs onesies and cups to the NICU departments in my community. This year my goal is to add goodies for the amazing nurses. Their jobs are hard and they are nothing short of amazing.

I’ve always had an artist side. I didn’t always tap into it but it’s always been there. In high school I found myself entering county scrapbooking competitions and made it to state and won first prize.

As I got older I found the need to always make something more beautiful. Wanting to enhance basic things by adding extra details. A few years ago I bought a cup to help with my water intake but it was the hardest thing because the cup didn’t have all the aesthetics I wanted. So I got on YouTube and started looking up how I could alter this cup and I fell down a rabbit hole of tumbler making.

I do try to touch on all things crafty to the best of my ability but I currently specialize in custom tumblers, custom tshirts , custom mugs, acrylic signs and proposal boxes for bridal parties.

I think being able to hear a clients vision or ideas and actively execute them is my main and proudest goal in my business. I aim to provide my clients with one of a kind items that they can’t pick up in a store and do that with grace and love and that sets me apart from others. I truly enjoy making things for others.

The most rewarding aspect of being a creative is being able to make sense out of nonsense.

A lot of times people come and they throw wild ideas from every direction and have no idea how exactly they want the end result. So it’s rewarding for me to take every piece of that important puzzle to create the perfect masterpiece. It’s truly an amazing feeling when I’m able to accomplish that goal because 99% of the time they start by saying “I don’t think this is possible but…”

My father passed in November of 2021 and my car failed on me. Literally one of this busiest times for me. I was moving and my Christmas orders were open. I somehow said you have put on the big girl boots and do this people are counting on you so I did just that. I dealt with the passing of my dad, moved into a new place, bought a new car, made the hospital deliveries for the NICU and didn’t turn down not one Christmas order. Resilient no?