Sweatshirts and Pearls

Oh. My. Gosh. No Becky......but, Brian. We Made it!!! One year, full of highs and lows, sleepless nights, baby tears, mommy tears, daddy frustration, throw up(me and Bray), milk spills, cracked nipples, diaper rash, sinus infections, infectious laughs and screams, wet diapers, poop filled onesies, phone calls to both our parents, back aches, swollen everything, love, joy, blessings, patience, faith, tolerance, compassion, empathy, prayer, and God. Our sweet boy is one year old and I am a bag of mixed emotions. Thank you for showing Brayden and I love everyday and for being a wonderful father and man that our son can one day emulate. My sweet sweet Brayden, I never knew I could love as deep until the day I felt you kick in my womb. In that moment it was so real. I knew that nothing else mattered. Your health, your well being, you became my priority. When your dad placed your head against my cheek, my heart melted. When I held you for the first time, a single tear rolled down my face

"Exotic Birds Do Not Tweet,*" but they do not have to, you see, their colors are so bright, you can't help but notice them. They stand out without saying a word.... I dedicated more time to myself. #MeTimeMay was a success. I often times tell folks "if you don't take care of you, then you can't be any good for anyone else" ....and although I believe it to be true, it is so hard to practice. After constantly putting myself on the back burner, I took charge and now I feel like I am me again. I had to get back to basics. I have had so many people say to me, "Ciera, your post-baby glow up is EVERYTHING" and again, I believe it to be true. Lol  I have always wanted to be a mom and now that I am, I am radiating 'You better wake, pray, sip coffee, and slay" all day, everyday. No need to tweet....see what I did there???!!! The journey to motherhood and even now as I have navigated and nearly completed a year, I am discovering new thing