Bree M- Health and Wellness

Happy Mother’s Day to all of the amazing mama’s, mamas-to-be, Grandma’s and mother figures out there. To be a mother is to exist with your heart outside of your body, which takes incredible strength and resilience. Celebrating all of us today ❤️ 🌺

I just like to smile. Smiling’s my favourite! 🥰

Happy Halloween 🎃

A perfect pumpkin patch day w my loves 🍁

Like father like son 😍

Our 1st Valentine’s Day with our little love, and the last of our “1st” holidays 🥹❤️

A chapter of life I will never forget. I am eternally grateful for the opportunity to create life, and feel that tiny human growing inside of me. The connection to that life preceded those two pink lines and will carry on long after we’ve moved on.

Thank you for encouraging me to freeze this moment in time, and for capturing the beauty of this journey for us. ❤️

Happy Mother’s Day to my mom. I’m beyond grateful for your help and guidance throughout this new chapter in our lives. Despite living in another country, you’ve made me feel loved, celebrated, supported and cared for from the beginning, and I’m so grateful you were here for my initiation into motherhood. Love you always ❤️

Words can’t describe how grateful I am that you chose me to be your mother. To guide you, teach you, learn from you, love you unconditionally, support you in your hopes and dreams, and show you the world. There’s no greater honour than to be holding your little hand as we walk this new path together.

For a long time, I questioned if I would experience motherhood. I’ve wanted to be a mother since I was a little girl, and always pictured my future with a family, but for a long time, I questioned whether that would be my reality. I didn’t meet my person until I was 37 and our circumstances presented so many challenges, I have struggled with endometriosis for most of my life, which can have an irreparable impact on your fertility, and several other factors stacked the deck against me. But despite the odds, I held on to the hope that I would be a mother one day, in one way or another.

I spent years and an insane amount of time and money, focusing on preparing my body to conceive and carry a child. I did everything from functional medicine protocols, acupuncture, supplements, western fertility medicine, and psychotherapy, to detoxifying my home/body/life, reiki, meditation, and a laundry list of more holistic methods. Can I pinpoint what ultimately worked? Of course not. Did all of it combined help to prepare my body to receive and nurture a pregnancy? Maybe?! All I know is that fertility is insanely complex and beautiful and also beyond miraculous. So many things have to align exactly right for it to work. Mine is a success story, but that doesn’t mean that if I hadn’t conceived when I did, that it would’ve been a failure.

Fertility is a difficult topic for many of us who are hoping to or trying to conceive, and it was for me for a long time. My heart goes out to those of you who dream of growing your family and are experiencing challenges, losses, or are unsure what the future holds. I see you and I’m sending you so much love today and every day ❤️

With my first Mother’s Day coming up, I’ve been reflecting a lot on this amazing, beautiful journey I’m on and the concept of time keeps coming up. The moment I found out I was pregnant, time changed. It was both crawling at a snail’s pace, especially during challenging times, while simultaneously moving at warp speed, most obviously in those quiet, special moments of reflection.

I’m currently sitting here, rocking my sleeping baby in his nursery, and my mind wandered to the future, like a movie reel of all the things to come, and I’m feeling an overwhelming sense of grief. It’s almost embarrassing to admit, while I’m still holding my precious little baby, with so much we have yet to experience, but I feel a deep sadness that this moment won’t last forever. My son is only going to be a baby for a brief moment, and then a child for a short time, followed by a teen and a young adult for few years, and then he’ll be grown. He’ll be an independent human, hopefully he’ll find a life partner, maybe have a family of his own, and he won’t be my baby anymore…and it’s heartbreaking.

Of course, there will be thousands of days in between that I will cherish, where we will have so many amazing experiences, and create so many beautiful memories, and I’m certain there will be days that feel like centuries, and we’ll overcome many challenges together…but in this moment, while I cuddle my sleeping newborn, no amount of time feels like enough.

What a wild ride this journey of motherhood is so far! I have a whole new deep appreciation for all of my fellow mothers, especially the ones who have helped shape the mother I hope to become. ❤️