22/05/2026
One of my biggest fears about becoming a girl mom was wondering if I was healed enough to raise one.
I was afraid of falling short. Afraid that my own insecurities, wounds, or experiences would somehow spill onto her. I prayed constantly that I could raise a daughter who would know her voice, speak her mind, walk confidently, and still lead with kindness, softness, and love.
And now watching her grow up… I realize motherhood has healed parts of me too 🥹
Watching her be bold, joyful, loving, expressive, and fully herself reminds me daily how important it is to pour life into our daughters. To remind them they are worthy, capable, protected, and deeply loved.
There’s something so emotional about watching your little girl grow right in front of your eyes while also growing alongside her.
And through every season, my prayer remains the same:
God, allow her to always know who she is and whose she is.
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