Sierra.

Hi, I’m Sierra — former golden child of ambition, now a gloriously chaotic blend of single mom, stepmom, soul-searcher, and reluctant phoenix rising from the ashes of a life I didn’t exactly order from the menu.

I built a business from the ground up at 23 and lost it at 30 thanks to the unsolicited contributions of a trust-fund narcissist I once called a husband (life lesson: beware of men whose family money comes with a yacht and emotional stuntedness). While untangling the legal and emotional knot of our divorce, I also misplaced a few lifelong friendships, a fair amount of sanity, and any illusions I had about “happily ever after.”

But plot twist: somewhere between court dates, custody calendars, and the chaos of raising three kids (now five, plus one bonus baby and a bun in the oven — yes, I’m breeding like an emotionally intelligent Duggar), I met my actual soulmate. Right when I was knee-deep in trauma and bad takeout. Timing, right?

These days, you can find me hiking a mountain trail to avoid people, playing volleyball to release rage in a socially acceptable way, or writing my way through the mess because therapy is great, but sarcasm is cheaper. I’m passionate about music, creative writing, and reminding women that rebuilding doesn’t have to look pretty — it just has to be yours.

This blog is my corner of the internet to laugh, cry, overshare, and process it all — one beautifully broken, brutally honest, healing moment at a time. Welcome to the journey.

Denver.

Hey There! I'm Denver — wife, mom of four, bonus mom, sepsis survivor, autism & child OCD advocate, chaos coordinator, and founder of The Rebuild Project.

I’ve lived through just about every plot twist life could throw at a person: life-threatening illness, high-conflict co-parenting, counter-parenting battles, absentee parenting, a complicated blended family, medical mysteries, courtrooms, and learning how to build strong and clear boundaries with toxic people. 

I’ve rebuilt my life while managing IEP meetings, therapy appointments, and trying to remember what sleep feels like.

Once upon a time, I was climbing the corporate ladder in the world of Interior Design and Architecture — even landing one of my favorite roles doing social media and marketing for a local nonprofit. But life had other plans. Between skyrocketing childcare costs, navigating the needs of my neurodivergent children, and my own medical battles, I made the hardest — and most necessary — decision: to step away from my career and become a stay-at-home mom. Not because it was easy, but because my family’s survival mattered more than a paycheck.

Since then, I’ve rebuilt more times than I can count. Physically, emotionally, legally, financially. I've also married a man who’s loved and lost in ways that don’t get talked about enough — and loving him has taught me what it really means to hold space for someone else's pain while still fighting to reclaim your own peace.

I’m not here to give Pinterest-perfect advice or sell you some “just stay positive” nonsense. I’m here for the moms who’ve hit rock bottom and Googled how to parent from there. For the parents managing ADHD meds and appetite struggles, navigating blended family drama, dealing with trauma triggers, and still finding a way to laugh at the chaos.

The Rebuild Project is my love letter to every woman who’s ever felt like she was drowning but still kept swimming.
It’s about parenting through the hard things. Healing family fractures. Surviving medical trauma. Regulating our own emotions while coaching our kids through theirs.

If you’ve ever looked around at your life and thought, this isn’t where I thought I’d be, but I’ll build something beautiful anyway — welcome.

We don’t just survive here.

We rebuild, reclaim, and rise.