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Kate Rapier 🙋🏼‍♀️ Single mom sharing real life
❤️ Foster care • adoption • parenting
✈️ Family travel • motherhood • favorites
📍 Nashville, TN

A hill I will die on: the fresh donuts from C***r Hill Farm are the best donuts on the entire planet. Crispy AND soft wi...
10/15/2026

A hill I will die on: the fresh donuts from C***r Hill Farm are the best donuts on the entire planet. Crispy AND soft with cinnamon and sugar. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

We spent the most perfect morning visiting the farm eating donuts, going on a tractor hay ride, picking out pumpkins, feeding chickens, drinking c***r and even a caramel apple!

It’s a super fun, family friendly activity if you’re in the Seacoast area!

PS. Please caption the last photo for me. 🤪😂

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10/12/2026

I had a baby bathtub and a crib.

I had been a licensed foster parent for almost 2 months and had only done respite care for a 13 year old boy.

While I waited on a call from DCS saying that she was on the way, my friends dropped off clothes, formula - my best friend drove to friends’ houses and picked up items. It was truly a team effort.

I had nannied, LOVED babies and felt very comfortable around littles. I had done the trainings. I was “technically” ready.

But, there was something that happened when the social worker pulled up to the curb at my apartment building.

I looked at her and she said, “You can get her out.”

She handed me a diaper bag and said, She ate at 7.” That was it. The whole exchange took maybe 45 seconds.

It was 8:30pm. All of a sudden, I was totally and completely responsible.

An instant parent. I’d never been a mom before.

She ate at 7. But there was no one to tell me what her schedule should be. Me: ok, how often do newborns eat? How do you make bottles again? Whats the ratio for formula?

She smelled like maple syrup. Like, not a good kind of sweet maple syrup. Like - terrible air freshener maple syrup and she was in a giant yellow nightgown.

Petrified, with the help of my best friend, I gave her a quick bath and got her in a onesie. Frantically googling - how often should a one-week old eat?

I’m telling you all of this because this was my entry into motherhood. This is how I became a mom. An October night, in an exchange that took less than a minute.

People think becoming a mom always looks like a pregnancy announcement.

Or a hospital room.
Or months of preparation.

Sometimes…it looks like standing in a parking lot at 8:30pm holding a diaper bag and a whispering a terrified prayer.

And somehow…that scared single woman in the apartment became her mom anyway.

PS. This was 6 years ago today. I did not share her face publicly while she was in custody. I share glimpses of our story now to encourage everyone to look into supporting kids in foster care - there are currently over 300,000 in foster care in the US.

🤍 I became an instant parent. I became a mom in less than a minute.A social worker pulled up to the curb outside my apar...
10/12/2026

🤍 I became an instant parent. I became a mom in less than a minute.

A social worker pulled up to the curb outside my apartment, handed me a diaper bag, and said:

“She ate at 7.”

Then she drove away. It was 8:30pm and suddenly I was completely responsible for a one week old baby girl.

No pregnancy.
No baby shower.
No slow transition into motherhood.

This was 6 years ago today. What a gift. ❤️

10/12/2026

Love traveling with my little crew. ✈️ There is nothing better than adventures with my kids.

We all learn so much and I think it’s an incredible life skill to pass onto them. Beyond grateful for the $54 I paid round trip for ALL 3 of us a thanks to Southwest Airlines companion pass, points and a flight credit.

Fall break in New England … let’s goooooooo! 🍁

fallbreak

10/08/2026

For almost two years, I couldn’t listen to this song without crying.

I walked down the aisle to it, believing God had answered years of prayers. Three months later, I left my marriage, and suddenly, singing about God’s goodness felt impossible.

But recently, standing in church, I heard the second verse differently for the first time.

And it hit me.

The song wasn’t ruined. I just hadn’t lived the second verse yet.

God HAD led me through the fire. He HAD been close in my darkest night. I HAD come to know Him as Father and Friend in ways I never would have imagined.

And somehow, the song that once reminded me of my greatest heartbreak now reminds me of God’s faithfulness through it.

I can be grateful for where I am today AND still grieve what it took to get here.

If you’re in the middle of your own darkest night, I hope this reminds you that God hasn’t left you. ❤️

(And yes, this is THE song. 🥹)

For almost two years, I couldn’t listen to this song without crying.I walked down the aisle to it, believing God had ans...
10/08/2026

For almost two years, I couldn’t listen to this song without crying.

I walked down the aisle to it, believing God had answered years of prayers. Three months later, I left my marriage, and suddenly, singing about God’s goodness felt impossible.

But recently, standing in church, I heard the second verse differently for the first time.

And it hit me.

The song wasn’t ruined. I just hadn’t lived the second verse yet.

God HAD led me through the fire. He HAD been close in my darkest night. I HAD come to know Him as Father and Friend in ways I never would have imagined.

And somehow, the song that once reminded me of my greatest heartbreak now reminds me of God’s faithfulness through it.

I can be grateful for where I am today AND still grieve what it took to get here.

If you’re in the middle of your own darkest night, I hope this reminds you that God hasn’t left you. ❤️

(And yes, this is THE song. 🥹)

10/07/2026

As a single mom, there’s an extra layer when you know your child needs you, but because you are the only parent in your home…the one responsible for providing, working, paying the bills, making the decisions and holding all the pieces…you can’t always attend to those needs in the way you wish you could.

And sometimes it rips your heart out.

This is a tension I carry all the time as a single mom who works full-time to provide for her family.

I want to be there for everything. I want to be able to drop everything when one of my kids is having a hard day.

I want to give them every ounce of my attention when they need it.

And sometimes I can.

Sometimes I can’t.

Sometimes being the mom they need means being right there beside them. And sometimes being the mom they need means going to work, providing for our family, and trusting that doing what is necessary doesn’t mean I love them any less.

Today was one of those days when balancing all of it felt really hard.

And in those moments, I have to remind myself that God has us in the palm of His hand.

He knows my children even better than I do. He knows every decision I’m trying to make, every responsibility I’m carrying and every moment when I wonder if I’m getting any of it right.

So I’m trusting Him with the places where I can’t be everything to everyone at the same time.

I’m trusting that He can fill the gaps I can’t.

And I’m trusting His promise to work all things together for good as I keep showing up, loving these kids with everything I have, and taking the next right step.

Especially on days like today, when balancing it all feels really, really hard.

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