
New Mom Spirit — The Inheritance That Sparked a Movement
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Since I was a young girl, my grandmother's mission was to make out of me the best 'wifey' version I could ever be. In her mind, I needed to be a 50s little lady, knowing how to take care of my house, my children and my husband, all day cleaning, cooking and crafting.
I have a million of memories sitting with her, observing how she knitted and crochet, and how she make me repeat it. Those are so precious memories that now that I don't have her with me, since she passed away this January (3 days before my birthday) was heartbreaking, but I have so many memories with her, that nobody and nothing can take away from me. But what make my heart ache the most was, knowing that all her knitting and crochet patterns, hooks, needles, yarns, everything is my inheritage.
I will most definitely share a video when they get to me at the end of the month.
That was make me always want to spend the rest of my life creating things, while listening to the grown-ups around me saying that was not a good lifestyle or a profitable business. Who cares? I wanted to do something I could put my heart and soul into.
But I need it to let it go of that dream as I enter adulthood, with the sad thought that everyone around me was right. It was a sadness that still hurts until today.
Maybe I couldn't focus on crafting as a full time job, but nobody could take away my passion while I was on maternity leave and raising my two babies, creating things for them. Still being told nobody was interested to see what I was creating or to buy my things.
That is why I didn't share nothing online, ashamed of embarrassing myself and my family, how silly I was.
But 2020 open my eyes, everyone was taking a risk, doing anything and everything that their chaotic schedule couldn't allow them to do.
And that is when I decided it was time to brought New Mom Spirit to live.
No matter what, no matter the people opinion, my dream was going to become a reality, and I did it, I removed everyone that didn't believe in me out of the way and I march ahead.
I have been at the top, I have roll down many times and climb up again.
And I will do it as many times as I have to until I stand, hand by hand with my children at the very top, looking down at our journey with a wide smile, ready to look forward and enjoy the results of years of trials, lessons learned, and success.
If I could do it, so can you.
with Love, Nadia