Lindsay Manley - @SunShift_Makes

“Try it, you’ll like, try it, you’ll like it” It wasn’t about the omelette. It never is. A story about small triggers, akashic records, replaying things in your mind, glitching as a couple because of different wiring systems, and singing Skinny Love badly in the car on the way home.

Forgotten cookies, surprise naked days... Motherhood, marriage, trauma, tenderness — and Oasis playing in the background while I try to answer where the hell I was while they where getting high. SunShift Stories for the exhausted, the hopeful, and the forest creatures among us. #parents #burnout Topics of mental load parenting, memory lose because of trauma, that moment when your babies aren't...

A lost tooth, a cross-cultural fairy–rat dilemma, the girls children screaming in my car, and me trying to remember that tired doesn’t mean broken. This one’s about the overwhelm that sneaks in when you’re stretched thin… and couples love when its tired. Come listen while I try to make sense of it — and laugh about it — at the same time.

A tiny family ritual: Max gets named, the girls choose their own names (Sophia and Daisy) and how i now understand I’m making autofiction here with my SunShift Stories

Sunshift Episode 3. A story about the tiny, shaky bravery that comes after the dramatic internal declarations — the moment you lay your first brick even though you’re terrified of the monsters at the end of your own book.

Sunshit Episode 2 This episode—Horizontal Progress—was recorded from the depths of a viral family collapse (the elegant kind, with tissues everywhere). It’s about the kind of “growth” you do while lying flat, sipping cold tea you can’t taste, and negotiating a Happy Meal bribe from the hallway.

SunShift, Episode 1. The drums are back — low, insistent — and the white rabbit won’t stop saying I’m late for my own life. Come on—come on the ride with me. Note: it does say the f word a few times but nothing more explicit than that.

This is episode 0.5 the accidental beginning. I didnt mean to timeline-jump, I was just taking a bath (not the rushed mom kind), listening to my girls singing "whats up" because its trending with that remix and suddenly, I slipped into a parallel version of myself. Breadcrumbs lives between timelines: part motherhood, part "what if" and part returning to myself again, its not e...

Escritos de mi alma, de mis vivencias propias, así funciona mi mente y my corazón, con letras y reflexiones.