Motherhood has also stretched me, stressed me out, more than anything else I’ve ever experienced.

The duality is vast.

It’s in this duality that I’ve discovered more of who I Be, what I’m made of, what I’m really capable of.

In this duality I’ve discovered a new realm of my power as a co-creator.

One that has been reflected in the quality and beauty of my life, my relationships, my business, my everything.

My entire life has transformed, for the better.

My entire Being has transformed, for the better.

In ways I never would have if not for these souls who chose to come into this world through me (wtfff?) We act like this is normal and no big deal but like… moms are interdimensional portals for new consciousness on the planet WOAH.)

Parenthood is a whole other dimension of existence as a Being. It’s wild. Wonky. Absolutely maddening at times. And the richest, most joyful fucking thing I’ve ever known.

My children are not my excuse for playing small or living in limitation.

My children are the reason I Am more. My children are the reason I have more to offer the world. My children are the reason I must offer more to the world.

Love,
A new mom of 3 under 2.
Elbows deep in NICU life with my twin girls.
After a pregnancy that rocked me in just about every way imaginable (((still in shock about what has gone down this year, woah))).
Navigating the daily swing of postpartum hormones… full on.
Recovering from a c-section, boobs bleeding from pumping to feed my babies, whole body and heart aching from the trauma of this experience && from being separated from my babies.

Still choosing Grace. Power. Love. Abundance.

*While* navigating the wtf of this all.

No bypassing.
Full welcoming.
In empowered choice.

Sharing as a mirror of possibility.

As an embodiment of my beliefs and convictions.

Because this is what I desire for all mothers AND babies.

Imagine a world designed by children raised by… this.

I’ll stand for (as) that.

💎

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