I got pregnant, got married, got pregnant again, in that particular order.
And then one day, I woke up from my deep slumber and realized that hey I can't let life run it for me, while I just watch on the bleacher. I have to take control of my life. I cannot just make babies. I had to give them a better life, a better future, probably better than my own.
But of course, you and I know that it's not as easy as that. But sure boy, it helps and it's the start!
Winning every battle begins in the mind. But after conceptualizing it in your mind, you actually have to move your "arse" and work for it. As for me, it always involves, pulling my hair up. Every time I see myself of catch myself, pulling my hair up in a bun, messy or otherwise, It means serious business with a capital letter S.
