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I spent last May wondering what motherhood would feel like.
Would I be good at it?
Would you know how deeply you were loved before you even arrived?

This May, you’re 11 months old, and somehow you answered every question without saying a word.
You made me softer, stronger, calmer, and more emotional all at once🥺❤️

You made me “Mama.” 🤍

A December full of love ✨

My little girl 🤍 my forever person 💕 festive moments 🎄 friends that feel like family 🫶 movement & mama time 🧘‍♀️

Ending the year with the fullest heart 🥰

There are days when I suddenly think about the woman I was before becoming a mother.
Not out of regret - just recognition.
She lived lighter. She moved through the world without planning, packing, or preparing.
Her body felt familiar.
Her routines felt effortless.
Her reflection looked like someone she understood.

Motherhood changed all of that, in ways I expected and in ways I didn’t.

But when I look back, I also see the strength in the woman who chose this journey.
She welcomed a kind of transformation that required courage.
She carried life…and with it, discomfort, sacrifice, and a love that reshaped her.
I admire her for that.
I’m grateful to her for saying yes.

Now I exist somewhere between who I used to be and who I am still growing into.
Some moments, I miss the freedom I once had.
Other moments, something deeper settles in — a sense of purpose that feels fuller than anything I knew before.

Motherhood is contradictory, raw, and beautiful.
I miss pieces of my old self, yes.
But I wouldn’t exchange the version of me I’ve become.
And I wouldn’t undo a single step
because every change brought me to my little one, Meera❤️

Carousel inspiration *ta.h 🥰

A late Diwali post, because these days life has been a swirl of joy, exhaustion, love, and moments that have felt heavier than I ever expected. ✨

But as I sat with these pictures of us, of this tiny human who changed everything, I realised something important. Even in the chaos, even when I’m overwhelmed, this space I created with so much heart still feels like home. It’s where I feel most like myself.

I’ve held back from showing up here because I felt too tangled, too behind, too “not enough.” But maybe that’s exactly when I should show up. Because this page has never asked me to be perfect, just honest.

So here’s to choosing myself again. To showing up even when life is messy. To finding moments of light in the dark. 🪔✨

Happy (belated) Diwali from our little family to you. 💛

Motherhood is beautiful, but it’s also hard.
You’re tired, you’re touched out, you miss yourself —
and still, you keep going❤️‍🩹

No one tells you how hard it really is—
the noise, the exhaustion, the never-ending giving.
But there’s a quiet kind of power in showing up every single day.
It’s not perfect, but it’s love. And that’s enough ❤️

Better late than never to share these moments of pure joy! ✨

I might have been a tad lazy to post these earlier, but my heart is still overflowing looking back at our beautiful baby shower.

So much love celebrated then, and even more now with our little one here!♥️♥️♥️

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We’ve been secretly baking something sweet, and she’s finally here – all soft, squishy, and absolutely perfect! ♥️🧿

Say hello to our tiny boss lady, MEERA♥️, who’s already made our lives a whole lot cuter (and sleepier) 🥹