It’s been 8 months since having my second son and I finally feel like I’m getting back to me. In the past 4 years, I’ve gotten engaged, married, moved from the metropolis that is Toronto to the country in Nova Scotia, and birthed 2 children. To say that took a huge toll on my physical and mental health would be an understatement. I’m definitely not the same person I was 4 years ago and I don’t think that I will ever be her again. My body isn’t the same, the amount of work (aka this business) that I can accomplish in a week is minimal and has been replaced with laundry, diapers, breastfeeding, playing, cooking, and a million other things. Even though balancing all of this can look chaotic on the outside, I’ve found myself leaning into this season of my life with inner presence. Finding this inner presence and peace has made me both see and appreciate the utter beauty of it. I’ve been able to simply enjoy everyday moments and be fully there for them. This has repaired and strengthened the relationship I have with myself, which is the most important relationship I will ever have. For example, I used to sing in the shower all of the time. It was something that brought me so much joy. Somewhere along the line, I stopped. Recently, I’ve found myself singing in the shower again and I can’t tell you how good that feels. Getting back to myself has absolutely nothing to do with my body “bouncing back”, the clothing I’m wearing, or the amount of work I can fit into a week. It has everything to do with stepping outside my outer shell and into consciousness, and It is an incredible feeling.
What I’m Wearing: Reformation dress (here) // Raye heels (similar) // Gibou Headband c/o (here) // Sea & Grass bag c/o (here)