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  • Hey Mama, It Is Time To Put Yourself Back On The List

    Hey Fam! Long time no see, long time no read or long time no, post??? I don’t know.

    Anyway…

    I hope 2026 gives you everything your mind can imagine. In all of the good ways, of course.

    I haven’t been posting on my blog lately. I have really missed yall! Ive been posting to YouTube, very heavy. It’s been so fun sharing my fitness journey. I’ve shared my story on and off here. And I will continue to do so.

    Not gonna lie though. This journey has been THE hardest. Trying to juggle the many hats that are required to take care of a family. Y’all know what I’m talking about. Then, I have the nerve to try to get back fit? I must’ve have been tripping, right?

    Nope! I have been finding me in this journey.

    I took myself off my list without even realizing it.

    Why? Well for one, because I was guilt-stricken about every decision I wanted to make that was solely about me. I’m talking about everything! Taking a shower alone, taking too long while doing my hair, exercising, getting a pedicure, shopping or anything that didnt involve my family. For no damn reason.

    I felt selfish because I was blessed with the family that I prayed for. Anything that didn’t involve that family must be selfish, right??

    My husband stays encouraging me to get out. The only thing stopping me was me.

    At one point I was unemployed, overstimulated 24/7, depressed, and had gained hella weight. I wasn’t sleeping because I had acid reflux all of the time. Which made me prop myself up at night instead of laying down.

    I started to realize that everyone was on my list BUT me. I was miserable.

    I knew I had to snap out of it.

    Exercise and healthy living isn’t new to me. I’ve seriously been doing it for over 20 years. 🫨

    I fell off after having my son, COVID, WFH, and ordering food out for convenience. We will have to peel back ALOT of layers to discuss everything I was going through. But as far as movements go. My only daily movements was moving the fork to and from my mouth.

    I had to remind myself how exercise used to make me feel. I started back small. One mile every day, walked until I could jog and jogged until I could run. I haven’t looked back.

    If this sounds like you. Tired of pouring from an empty cup, not feeling good about how you feel or look, or just tired of being tired then you are in the right place.

    What you might not know is that exercise out does waaaaay more than help with weight loss.

    The mental and physical benefits alone will make you addicted.

    I hope my journey inspires you to put yourself back on the list…permanently.

    Most of my workouts are at home. My son is always with me. So, there is cardio and chaos. Weights and whining but I push through.

    One thing I’ve learned. Them kids and that spouse will wait. They will be there when you’re done. Hard to believe. I know. But it’s true.

    I hope you can join me on this journey and feel inspired to start your own.

    Check out my channel here: FashionNotFear YouTube.

    Stay Fearless ❤️

  • Back Like I Never Left, Meet My Son

    Back Like I Never Left, Meet My Son

    If you haven’t noticed, Ive been on a hiatus for a lil’ bit over a month now.  I’ve missed keeping you all posted so much.  I hope that you have missed reading Fashion Not Fear as much as I’ve missed writing it.

    Now, that Ive gotten that out of the way.  Let’s get to the reason why I’ve been missing in action.  Well, because I had my baby boy!!!!  He was born about one month ago.  And it has been the best time of my life!!  

    Although…it started out as the scariest time of my life.

    You see, I had a c-section scheduled because he was breech.  So, I felt comfort in knowing the day and approximate time that he’s supposed to be born.  Per my doctors request, I went to the hospital about 1 week before the scheduled date to take a COVID-19 test.  Then left, with a long list in my head off all of the things I had to do before he was born.  

    Unfortunately, that list didn’t last long.

    Two days after taking the test, I’m laying in the bed with my fiancé and my water broke.  It literally woke me out of my sleep.  “My water broke!”   I tell him.  He jumps out of bed, completely disregards the hospital bag we already packed, and starts running around the room.  While I’m standing in the hallway, leaking, he’s looking of clothes, shoes, calling my Mom…this is the first time I’ve seen him shook.  But it won’t be the last time.  

    We finally make it to the hospital sans pants.  Yep, I rode all the way to the hospital wearing only a t-shirt while sitting on a towel.  So I found myself trying to put on a pair of my fiancé sweatpants quickly before the nurse that was bringing out a wheelchair made it to the car.  Not to mention that my mom, nephew, brother, and sister-in-law beat us to the hospital.  So,  they were there with their cameras out as we pulled up.  They were not allowed inside due to COVID-19 so that was the most they could be involved.    

    After that, things happened so fast or so it seemed.

    I was so anxious about the pain to come.  Thankfully, I didn’t feel any contractions.  The nurses told me that I was having some but I didn’t feel a thing.  A couple of hours after we arrived, my doctor came in the room, gave me an exam and said, “Okay, we are going to get you ready for a c-section.”

    Heading to get a c-section

    They walk me into the operating room for an epidural.  The last thing I remember before the baby arrived was holding my fiance hand asking, “Am I holding onto your hand too tight?”  The next thing I know,  I wake up with the baby laying in a bassinet beside me while my fiancé was sleeping on the couch.  Once he woke up he gave me all of the ghory details about my surgery and what he saw.  He was shook.  Yet again.  

    Im not gonna lie, healing through a c-section has been hard.  Simple things like getting up from a chair and picking up the baby has been difficult because Im so independent.  But my fiancé has been amazing and very patient.  My mother has been a great help, too.

    We are just so grateful that he’s here.  The pain from surgery, sleepless nights, trying to decode his crying spells, constantly wondering if he’s okay, figuring out breastfeeding…its all worth it!  None of it matters when I look at him.  I just want to love on him all day.   He really is the best thing I’ve ever made!

    So, today starts my first day back from maternity leave.  Im back to creating content, sewing, building up Blue Labels Boutique and my fashion brand.  All of that while being a top notch mother to my son.  I know it won’t be easy but nothing ever is and I love a challenge.

    Now, without further ado…meet my son, Aayan.

    Aayan baby pic
    4 Days Old!

    Any tips on balancing it all?  Let me know in the comments…

    Stay Fearless 💋