Mother Butter

Gosh I didn't think it would be this hard.

The inner turmoil I have been battling for a good year; and in all actuality the turmoil I've faced since being pregnant 6 years ago. I didn't know how to "turn it off"—the desire to work, create, serve in the creative ways that I do.

To be an entrepreneur was always my dream—or at least that was the story I told myself.

I couldn't shut off, amidst stepping over the threshold to motherhood, my internal urge to create—and yet my motherhood has required more of me, much more, than I often worry, I possibly have to give.

So here I am today, sharing that I am finally—FINALLY—pressing pause on business.

Mother Butter is still Mother Butter, she's simply sold out and I cannot commit to when she'll be back. Or when I will.

While I am still processing all of the many lessons within this particular entrepreneurial chapter, I find it funny that none of them are about business. It's about me, my family, my values, my grief, my capacity. I am simply getting a lot more honest with myself; the harder truths. Perhaps this means wiser.

Serving you and developing this beautiful product is still such a sweet dream. I pray that the power of the pause will return someone stronger one day. I promise to let you know when that day arrives.

xo, Kristin

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It’s not just about the butter.

There sure is a lot to be grateful for—especially—ESPECIALLY—when you can accept the full spectrum of feelings amidst the human experience. To feel defeated, to feel confused, uncomfortable, to allow yourself to witness your grief… something I’ve come to learn is more a condition, and forever piece of you,m. I have a lot to share on that topic as I continue to very amateurly navigate it myself, but by facing it I’ve come to understand so much clearer that by doing so, it makes the joy, love, and harmonies in life just so much brighter, bolder.

Many people may feel grief creep up this holiday season. You may not even know that’s who *she* is. I hope you cry. I hope you laugh. I hope you move your body and give/get some good hugs.

Keep breathing. You’re not alone.

Thank you for this moment with my two little hearts 💕.

Meet my mom, Pamela. (Or Ms. Pam to the 50+ years of preschoolers she shepherded.) I didn’t “get” a lot about my mom until the very moment I learned I was about to become one myself. 35 years thinking I knew it all and now I look back to realize how little I did. My mom jumped right in with me when my son was born and has been here to witness me, to push and cheer me on since. Five years into being a mother myself now, it’s also five-ish years of a new chapter alongside her.

I quietly developed Mother Butter starting the summer of 2020, launching Mother’s Day 2021 (3 years!!). It must have been sometime in the fall when I decided on our brand name and I texted my mom:

“Hey mom — do me a favor — write the words “Mother Butter” on a piece of paper, take a picture and send it back to me.”

Her response was something like:
“Oh geez Kris, what are you up to now…”

Moments later the pictures came in (because she always pulls through) and I knew it—boom—that’s our logo.

It wasn’t just because this was the handwriting I spent much of my childhood trying to forge — it felt nostalgic “mom”… I imagined many people had fond feelings about the concentrated penmanship of their own mothers, and would know when they found our butter on the shelves that this was a product from the heart ❤️

Thanks mom for all the lessons, the life and for letting me be ME (even if you roll your eyes at first).

Happy Mother’s Day to all. Hope you had a beautiful day. There’s still time to tell a mom you love and admire them btw… let them know; it’s the fuel we need ♥️🤍

Find Mother Butter (and Kristin) in the wild this weekend .

We’re thinking of all the mamas out there and wishing you moments of peace, sights of beauty and mouthfuls of deliciousness. Cheers, mama. 🥂