A Common Thread

6 days ago | jessannkirby.substack.com | Jess Kirby

The 90s was in many ways, one of the most formative decades of my life. I went from age 6-15 during the 90s. No internet, no social media, no cell phones, the Spice Girls. What a time to be alive! I have a lot of nostalgia for that time. Yes I was a kid, but things felt simpler. In all honesty, when we decided to move to Vermont, there was a big part of me that saw it as a place where I could re-create some of that carefree childhood for Marin.

2 weeks ago | jessannkirby.substack.com | Jess Ann Kirby

I realize how dreadfully boring it is to talk about the weather but we’ve had so much rain I’m starting to forget what it’s like to see the sun. It’s a bit of downer. We had our first pop-up last weekend selling popsicles (our juicer isn’t here yet) and all I can say is, Mother Nature is humbling. Between torrential rain, power outages and cold temperatures, it wasn’t popsicle weather. But you know what, people showed up anyway.

2 weeks ago | jessannkirby.substack.com | Jess Ann Kirby

It’s been a while since I’ve talked about books. In all honesty, it’s because I haven’t read as much. And I’m trying not to guilt trip myself about that. I know I could read more books, but the last year has been slow (side note: these are great tips for making more time for reading). Sometimes I think reading (for me) has an ebb and flow. I get in a groove where I devour books, and then I go months without picking one up (aside from the children’s books at bedtime, do they count?).

3 weeks ago | jessannkirby.substack.com | Jess Ann Kirby

Hello and welcome to all my new paid subscribers. You are quite literally, the reason I’m able to write this newsletter. I went from making well into the 6 figures influencing for 10 years, to making about $22k on this newsletter last year. It’s not my sole source of income, I also freelance, and I’m launching a cold-pressed juice business (with very little capital investment).

1 month ago | jessannkirby.substack.com | Jess Ann Kirby

I’ve been feeling particularly nostalgic lately. Perhaps that’s not the right word, but longing to freeze time. Mothering didn’t come easy to me. I never felt born or destined to be a mother. I didn’t savor those early days or months, or long to go back. My lack of fondness for motherhood when my daughter was a baby sometimes left me questioning my fitness to be one. The first few years felt like the getting to know you phase. I longed for these days, when mothering felt easier (for me).