Lately I’ve been leaning into wellness in a way that feels more grounded, nourishing, and gentle—on my body, my mind, and my relationship with food.
I’ve started making sea moss smoothies (because let’s be real… sea moss on its own is so icky), and drinking Joe Cross’s “Mean Green” juice at least 4 times a week to replace my coffee. When I do want a coffee moment, I’ve swapped my usual iced coffee for Lion’s Mane mushroom coffee—and surprisingly, I don’t miss the caffeine jitters!
My meals have become more whole, colorful, and healing: big salads, whole foods, lots of beans, lentils, nuts, and seeds. I’ve nearly cut out dairy, except for the occasional bite of cheese (a good brie is my weakness). One of my favorites lately has been a copycat Erewhon kale & white bean salad—simple, nourishing, so good. I’ve also been drinking kombucha with dinner and taking magnesium + iron supplements daily. And while I’m still working on hitting my 3L water goal, I feel a noticeable difference when I manage to stay hydrated.
Movement right now is gentle and purposeful. I’m focusing on healing my pelvic floor, core, and posture with light morning and night exercises, and daily walks when I can. Even just opening the windows and letting fresh air in helps ground me on days I don’t make it outside.
There’s a deeper layer to all this too.
I have a past with disordered eating (back when it was called EDNOS). Even after losing 45 lbs and being just 5 lbs away from my pre-pregnancy weight, I’ve noticed old thought patterns creeping back in—rigid rules, guilt around food, and stress that’s weighed heavier than my body ever did.
So now, I’m choosing grace over pressure.
These coming weeks, I’m focusing on intuitive eating. Nourishing myself with foods that make me feel good, not just look “healthy” on paper. I’m also making the effort to wear my nicer clothes—even on slow days—to remind myself that I can still look beautiful and feel worthy, even in a transitional season.
I’m journaling, reflecting, and working on building a safe mental space—avoiding people, content, or conversations that bring up body image negativity. I want to feel comfortable while I continue to heal before putting more focus back on the number on the scale.
I’m also in the process of re-lactating, which has been emotionally tough. I was being so consistent, but only getting small results. I now realize that stress, under-eating, and dehydration probably played a big role. After taking a short break, I’m easing back in—eating more, hydrating better, and giving myself grace as I try again.
At the heart of all of this is a new kind of self-care:
♡Letting creativity flow,
♡Rewiring my habits,
♡Doing things even when I don’t want to (like showering and braiding my hair at night)—and then feeling proud and lighter for showing up for myself.
Healing, for me, isn’t just about what I eat or how I move—it’s about how I treat myself, in the small, quiet moments.
If you're in a similar season, I hope you know this: progress can be soft, slow, and still real. And you’re not alone.
