I left Ava Luna an 8-month-old baby and returned from a 5-day vacation to a seemingly more mature 9-month-old. Ask me how I felt about that a few days ago, locked in a sandy hotel room, disappointed in myself for anxiously crying after I had held up so long. Ask me how I feel now though – refreshed, happy, brighter, mentally-aligned, and sure of where I want to take my life. Also, ironically, the mother that left her baby and husband for a few days of relaxation feels extremely proud of the wife and mother she has become. It wasn’t until I was in the middle of the Caribbean Sea, feeling displaced because I wasn’t scheduling a meeting, planning dinner or changing a diaper that I realized 1. It is not only okay, but necessary to disconnect and recalibrate from time to time 2. I am already doing a fine ass job at this working mother, wife, light of the world shit. I was made to do this and so many other things in my lifetime, and now I am more ready than ever to assume those roles.
Join me in saying THANK YOU God for all of the opportunities I’ve already been afforded, for moments of complete clarity and inspiration, and for my glistening baby girl who turned 9 whole months yesterday! Blessed beyond belief. Thank you for living this with me.