I’m literally crying as we speak. I’ve spent the last year of my life sick af, worried as hell, and desperate to figure my shit out. This last pregnancy took absolutely everything out of me; my peace in so many ways, my health and ultimately my business in others.
Last year this this time I had my own brick and mortar studio, an employee and my bank account was in tact. I wouldn’t find out that I was pregnant until August 17 ( the day of my birthday) when things would fall apart. At that point, however, I was already beginning to loose money. The overhead costs of running my spot were already starting to drown me. I was completely overworked and grossly underpaid (in four years of business I still haven’t taken home a salary). I was even having to take my then toddler back and forth to work every single day because I didn’t have and couldn’t afford child care. To say that I was exhausted is an understatement! So when I started having 2-3 day long migraines, nausea and vomiting and a host of other symptoms, pregnancy was the last thing I thought was wrong with me. It got to the point where I could hardly move. Literally getting out of the bed would take hours for me. I couldn’t work. A few weeks after I found out about baby girl I was put on bed rest. I was devastated and breaking down. Nothing suffered like my brand.
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