Motherhood, Yoga

Yoga Mom Confession #1: I’m scared.

If you look at the dates my previous posts were published, you’ll see I’ve technically had this blog for a year. A whole year has gone by but very few people know this blog exists. Even fewer have seen it and I’ve never shared it on social media. Why? Fear.

I’m afraid of what people will think.

I’m afraid to be vulnerable. I’m afraid of the criticism that may come by labeling myself a “yoga mom.” I’m afraid that I won’t be successful in what I’m hoping to achieve. But the thing is, it’s impossible to succeed if I don’t even try. And honestly, I’m more afraid of waking up one day with most of my life behind me and realizing that I never really lived. I never felt passionate or purposeful, and I didn’t show my daughter that dreams are worth fighting for. So here I am.

Who am I and why would someone follow me?

I’m not the best writer in the world, the most put-together mother, or the most graceful yogi. I’m not a parenting expert, a yoga guru, or a super insightful online influencer. I don’t have the most beautiful photos, haven’t mastered the bendy-ist and most impressive yoga poses, and certainly don’t claim to know all the most recent parenting research.

But… I am a mother, I am a yogi, and I’m not a bad writer. Dang it – no. I’m a good writer who adamantly believes we should all share what we know and what we’re still learning.  So I’m here to share my journey as I navigate life as a yoga mom. My hope is that by doing so I will offer others solidarity and inspire self-love and forgiveness. I’m still figuring out how to raise another human, still learning to be an exceptional friend and wife, still finding my voice as a writer and still discovering how to love myself in the process.

There may be a lot of things I haven’t figured out yet, but here’s something I do know.  Fear – justified or not – has a way of seeping into our self-beliefs and holding us back from our true potential. Courage is acknowledging that fear and doing the damn thing anyway. Becoming a mother has inspired new courage in myself. I want to teach my daughter, and inspire other moms out there, to go after your dreams and never settle for a life that doesn’t fill you.

What I share is entirely based on my experiences. So if you’re looking for someone with a PhD in Childhood Psychology or a yoga instructor trained by an Indian guru, you’re in the wrong place. But if you’re looking for a mother, who is learning every day what that means, a yogi who cusses a little and eats meat, and a friend who is here to share the struggles and victories of life, and to support you through your own ups and downs, then hi. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Brittany. Welcome to my blog.

2 thoughts on “Yoga Mom Confession #1: I’m scared.

  1. I’m so proud to be your mother! I’m always in awe of the beautiful human being you are- inside and out. I’ll never forget your dreams of being a writer ever since you were a little girl. There is no doubt in my mind that this blog will be inspiring, full of love and an incredible resource to those looking for the courage to love no matter what challenges we all encounter in life. I love you to the moon my precious daughter, incredible mother and amazing yogi❤️

    1. Thank you for showing me what love is. I wouldn’t be who I am today without you. I love you!!

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