Mistakes are okay sometimes…
Here I am, trying to figure out how to write blog entries, and a brilliant idea came to me: to split my long first blog post into two parts. However, in the process, the second part got lost.
I know, it’s not fun, but I hope the people who got to read it enjoyed it. I actually wrote it on Launch Day, exactly at 12am—LOL!
Today’s post is to express how in awe I am of everyone who has chosen to support our small business. We’re just getting started, and slowly but surely, we’re taking in any constructive criticism and feedback.
One reason is that we want YOU to feel safe while browsing the curated styles in our boutique. Two, this isn’t just a boutique for me; it’s the start of something more than just a place to buy items. I want to connect with you on a personal level, where you can feel open to share your experiences as a woman in today’s world.
Unfortunately, it’s very rare to “dress up” these days, unless it’s for a special occasion or a party. But wouldn’t it be nice to dress up, feel beautiful, and at the same time, reveal your
true identity as a child
of God to those around you?
During my second pregnancy, I was constantly sick during the first few months, but around the fourth month, I started to feel a bit more like myself. I remember not wanting to dress up, do my makeup, or get ready—absolutely nothing. Why? Because I was always puking, and who wants to do anything when that’s happening? Then, after giving birth, I found myself in a similar situation where nothing motivated me to get ready.
It wasn’t until I started going to the gym at six months postpartum, gaining physical strength, and finally being able to play with my son on the floor that I began to feel better and actually wanted to get ready. I never realized that, when healing from pregnancy, childbirth, and postpartum, your brain actually changes. I didn’t understand this until I was pregnant with my third baby.
How did I realize it?
It dawned on me
how lonely the journey of
motherhood can be.
I say this because, if you think about it, what we, mothers, feel is unlike what anyone else will feel. What we experience is unlike anyone else’s experience. The roller coaster of emotions, the fatigue, the physical hindrances, the struggles with self-esteem...
All of it.
Even if you do have someone to talk to, it can still feel lonely because you realize
that person didn’t have the same experience you did. I’m not saying that all women
feel this way, but the reality is, it happens to most of us.
Motherhood is a journey that, while unique to each of us, can also bring us together in shared understanding. Even when it feels lonely, we’re not truly alone, specially because I know that Mother Mary is with me at all times, and constantly I pray for her graces.
We all face challenges,
but we also find
strength, resilience,
and beauty in the process.
I hope that by sharing my story, you feel a little less alone in yours.
Remember, it's okay
to not have everything figured
out and to take moments for yourself.
After all, we’re all in this
together, and we deserve to feel
seen and supported
every step of the way.
