Thirty, Flirty and Thriving
Updated: Dec 31, 2019
30! I had a lot of plans for you, 30! I had planned to run another half marathon, to lose all the baby weight, To make 30 under 30, to keep volunteering nearly 20 hours a month. All to prove that mom Rashida was just as badass as pre-mom Rashida
And the truth is, I fell short on some of those goals. Along the way I got busy at work and just couldn’t find the time to train anymore. Along the way I stopped stepping on the scale because it was bad for my mental health. Along the way I decided spending time with my family was more important to me than anything else. And ....it is what it is!
This is 30! It is stepping into myself in all my mom life glory.
This is 30! It is crushing client presentations and magically being trusted to actually know what I'm talking about (because 29 still makes you a baby apparently).
This is 30! It is loving my body in all its forms. For what it was and what it has given me.
This is 30! It is truly not giving a damn what others think. Respectfully of course because it’s not an excuse to just be a bitch for no reason.
This is 30! It is growing another year older with the love of my life.
This is 30! It is one more year of my life that my mom didn’t get to see.
This is 30! It is better than 20, 25, and 27 because I’m better than I was at 20, 25 and 27.
30 feels good! It feels like the start of a decade of where I own this shit. Watch me!
May you own this next year of your life as well!