Have you ever felt like your thoughts are running wild, pulling you along for the ride? What if I told you that you have the power to choose which thoughts to chase? Consider this: every thought we entertain is like a brushstroke on the canvas of our lives. Are these the thoughts we truly want to cultivate, or are there dreams and aspirations waiting to be brought to life?

As I step out of the shower and begin to dry off my reflection catches my eye and she stares at me from the mirror. She looks deeply into my skin and sees all that I am ashamed of. The inspection of my body always seems to start at my stomach. There are dimples, ridges and ripples across where I dream there should be a six pack. My skin is stretched and distended, there are rolls and pinched skin in areas all along my torso. Fatty bumps push out from underneath my armpits as my shoulders roll forward standing in my embarrassment.

As I sit here writing this I’m staring at my daughter sleeping away in her Mamaroo. To be completely transparent I haven't the slightest idea of how to be a mom. My daughter, Lily, is 7 weeks and two days today. At the beginning of this book, my goal is to share with you what I’ve learned so far in my short journey as if writing from my journal. Each chapter you get to, you may notice I’m becoming more experienced and can share more confident stories.