Really good. And really hard at times. But, the hard times are what break me down and make me focus on what matters. Grace woke me up at 4am and wanted to be held and played with all morning. She’s sitting in my lap right now as I type this. OK, she wants to tell you all something….
If I was going to do this post right, I’d have fireworks and a confetti shower to accompany it. No really. I would. My life’s work is to help people make big things happen. In business. In life. In every moment. When I started the Making Things Happen Intensive three years ago, I never imagined just how much of a 180 my life would take.
The first weeks of motherhood were not what I expected when expecting. I never thought I’d be writing a post about how I weathered the baby blues and postpartum depression and how it changed me for the better in a billion ways.
Every time I have tried to put this into words, it came out sounding messy. And then I realized that’s exactly the point. If I could sum up what I’ve experienced over the last 8 weeks it would be this: God breaks us down to build us back up again, new and closer to Him. I had a baby. I have a new [messy, chaotic, beautiful, fulfilling, heart-opening, exhausting] life.
The day has come! And what a blessed day it was! Grace Austin Isaacson was born yesterday at 10:24 am EST, weighing 8lbs 9oz and 21 inches long. Lara, Ari and this beautiful new bundle of joy are doing wonderfully and are so grateful for this amazing blessing! And now… in honor of Grace’s birthday, a very special surprise