My experience of young motherhood, to be totally frank with you, was total sh*t.
Sorry to be vulgar, but there just isn’t a better word to describe the storm of confusion, exhaustion, overwhelm, and isolation that was that time period for me (which was about from age 22-32).
To be clear, I LOVED my babies. My love of those precious human beings and their complete and utter perfection was literally the only reason I survived that time.
But whew, were those years rough. I was working full time, running my own business from home, working at night so I could spend time with my kids during the day.
Once, just for fun, I sat down and added up the time I needed to get all of my responsibilities accomplished each day.
It added up to 28 hours. A DAY. (And I hadn’t slept yet.)
I had no problem making sure my children ate food that would make them healthy, got plenty of exercise and not too much tv, saw friends for playdates regularly, and were just genuinely happy. And they were, aside from the occasional tantrum over who got to be Hannah Montana for Halloween and why would I dare make them go to bed so early!!!
But I was a wreck. I was already giving my all to them, and what little I had left I was using to try and “fix” myself. I was obsessing over my body, if I would ever fit into my old clothes again, what people must be thinking of me now that I was bigger, and what diet was going to fix all of it. I felt like a frumpy mom and cringed at every photo of myself.
I would diet and lose weight, but I thought I was broken because I just couldn’t stick to any of them for longer than a few months, even as I would watch the weight creep back on.
And then when I did finally manage to get super extreme and dieted down to the leanest I’ve ever been, I was so scared that I was going to lose it all with just one missed workout, one bad meal, one pound gained.
And no matter what was going on, I felt totally alone in my issues. I thought I was the only mom in the world who couldn’t just get the baby weight off, who couldn’t walk past a Reeses without buying it, who couldn’t stop at one slice of pizza (and would often eat the whole thing), who would give up working out after a month or so.
I felt like other moms were judging me, that the rest of them had it all together, and that I would be stuck this way forever.
You’re probably thinking this all sounds really awful, but I want to tell you something:
IT WAS THE BEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO ME.
Because when I DID finally start to figure things out – what was going on with my food issues, how I was setting myself up for failure, how I was hurting my children by not prioritizing myself, how I was thinking about things all wrong – and turned it all around to get to the place I am now, I inadvertently and unexpectedly found my purpose in life.
If I had never gone through all that sh*t, I would never know how to help YOU through it now.
Since 2013 I’ve been reverse-engineering how I got from that chaotic, broken place of having three little kids and feeling out of shape, overwhelmed, unhappy, and obsessed with my body to having four kids and feeling healthy, balanced, free and happy. And in the process, I’ve discovered that I can teach other moms who are in that phase I was in how to get through it THRIVING instead of SURVIVING.
There is so much really, really bad information out there in the fitness industry right now that is targeted at moms like you, and you’re targeted because you’re overwhelmed and vulnerable and want that quick fix like I did. But that quick fix never lasted, and it only made things worse and worse until it broke me.
I am showing up for you because I KNOW I can help you through this time in a way that makes you feel good, not guilty.
Over the past year I’ve made the commitment to really show up for the women in my community in a way that is most impactful, and one of the ideas I had was to have a live, in-person event. I pictured sitting together face-to-face and really getting down to what matters, what doesn’t matter, and talk all of this through with you so you can get from where I was to where I am, too…just like I’ve done for my clients.
That event is now a reality, and it is the Strength in Mothers Retreat and Workshop in Austin, TX September 27-29th. It’s going to be intimate and casual, but it’s going to change your entire life.
Come to the workshop to connect with other women who will normalize and validate your common struggles, to get some much-needed adult time with awesome women, to do some yoga and hiking, to sip wine by the pool, to learn about food and mindset and self-care in a way that works long-term.
Go home refreshed, rejuvenated, and with a solid plan to come through motherhood thriving and happy.
I promise that you’re gonna have serious FOMO if you don’t do this for yourself.