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Navigating Emotion and Faith in Tough Times

This week has been rough.

And honestly, I debated even sharing this because vulnerability is easy when you’re winning. It’s harder when you feel like you disappointed yourself… and God.

It started last weekend at my youngest daughter’s first birthday party. A moment that was supposed to be full of happiness because my baby girl is officially one.

And eventually, I got there.

But before I did, I had three separate breakdowns.

Not quiet tears either. I’m talking full boo-hoo ugly crying.

I kept disappearing—going upstairs to my apartment, hiding in the bathroom lobby, trying to pull myself together before anyone noticed. But the truth is, people always notice when your heart is heavy.

A few people checked on me, and I appreciated it, but honestly… I just needed a moment to feel everything.

Because in the middle of celebrating my daughter, I was grieving too.

Grieving the life I thought I would have.
The family dynamic I imagined.
The hurt I still carry.
The reality of being a single mom sometimes.

And it all hit me at once.

But strangely enough, that wasn’t even the hardest part of the week.

The hardest part came after.

After the party, I broke a promise I made not only to myself—but to God.

More than once.

I gave into the wants of my flesh instead of standing firm in what I knew I was being called away from. And since then, it has felt like an emotional battle in every area of my life.

Before that, I felt deeply connected to God.

I felt His presence heavily.

I was at peace.
I had joy.
I felt clarity.
I was showing up better for myself and for others.

And after falling into temptation, it felt like everything became cloudy again.

Confusion came back.
Restlessness came back.
Emotional exhaustion came back.

And I’ve been struggling with the feeling that maybe I don’t deserve to come back to Him.

Like maybe God doesn’t want to hear from me because I knowingly made the wrong choice.

But the beautiful thing about God is that He is not human.

Because if I’m honest? There are moments where I wouldn’t even forgive myself.

Yet somehow, even in my distance, I still feel Him near me.

Not in the same overwhelming way as before—but enough to remind me He never truly left.

And maybe this season isn’t God abandoning me.

Maybe it’s Him allowing me to decide if I will still obey Him when it’s harder. When emotions are louder. When temptation feels stronger. When conviction sets in.

Because over and over again this week, I’ve heard the same messages repeated through friends, family, strangers, my therapist—even random conversations.

“God will not send you who or what you’re supposed to have before you heal and release what’s not for you.”

“God is not a God of confusion. So if confusion is present, maybe that’s your confirmation.”

And those words keep replaying in my mind.

Maybe I don’t just need to hear them.

Maybe I need to finally stand on them.

Because the truth is, I’m not okay right now.

I feel emotionally drained. Confused. Disappointed in myself.

But even through all of that…

I still have hope.

Hope that peace will return.
Hope that healing is still possible.
Hope that God is still guiding me even while I’m struggling.

And maybe growth isn’t about never falling.

Maybe it’s about realizing quicker when you’ve stepped off the path—and choosing to come back anyway.

So that’s what I’m doing.

Coming back.

One prayer at a time.

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Building a Better Routine When Life Feels Chaotic

There was a point where life felt like nothing but survival mode.

I was doing the bare minimum everywhere—not because I didn’t care, but because I felt stretched thin in every direction. I was working, parenting, handling responsibilities, and constantly reacting to whatever life threw at me next. I told myself I didn’t have time to intentionally grow in other areas of my life.

But honestly? That excuse stopped making sense.

As a single mom working two full-time jobs, I had to realize something important:

I may not control how chaotic life gets, but I can control how intentional I am with the time I do have.

The Truth About “Free Time”

Free time as a working mom almost feels nonexistent.

No matter what shift you work or how organized you try to be, there is always something that needs your attention. Someone needs you. Something needs to get done. And on top of that, most of us are mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted.

For me, my coping mechanism became scrolling social media anytime I had a moment to breathe.

And while it felt like “rest,” it usually left me feeling worse.

Mindless scrolling turned into mindless snacking.
Mindless snacking turned into laziness.
And suddenly every break became recovery mode instead of an opportunity to pour back into myself.

I wasn’t intentionally growing—I was just trying to get through the day.

The Shift That Changed Everything

Things started changing when I stopped waiting for life to calm down before investing in myself.

I began using my work breaks intentionally.

Instead of spending every free moment scrolling, I started:

  • Listening to professional development podcasts
  • Watching YouTube videos about skills related to future roles I’m interested in
  • Researching certifications and growth opportunities
  • Working on projects that could add value to my team
  • Writing and brainstorming ideas

I separated my daily responsibilities from my future growth goals.

That shift mattered.

Because instead of only surviving my current situation, I started preparing for where I wanted to go next.

Small Steps Still Count

One thing I had to learn was to stop obsessing over the end goal.

I tend to see the bigger picture and want to jump straight there. But growth doesn’t work like that. The journey matters too.

So instead of trying to completely overhaul my life overnight, I made one promise to myself:

At minimum, I would dedicate 30 intentional minutes a day toward becoming a better version of myself.

Some days it looked like studying.
Some days it looked like writing.
Some days it was simply listening to a development video while eating lunch.

But I stayed intentional.

And honestly, even if you only have 15 minutes a day, that still adds up to over 90 hours a year spent investing into yourself.

That matters.

Stop Waiting for Life to Slow Down

Life may never fully calm down.

There will always be responsibilities, stress, exhaustion, and unexpected moments. But if you keep waiting for the “perfect time” to invest in yourself, you may end up waiting forever.

Create intentional moments anyway.

Protect your time.
Protect your growth.
Protect the version of yourself you’re trying to become.

I’m still growing. I’m still learning. I’m still building. But I stopped waiting for life to feel easy before deciding I was worth the effort.

Recommendations for Intentional Growth

  • Search YouTube for skills related to your dream role
  • Invest in learning platforms like Udemy or LinkedIn Learning
  • Read articles, books, and industry content regularly
  • Research your future role and start applying those skills where you are now
  • Use small pockets of time intentionally instead of waiting for large amounts of free time
  • Invest in my development journal on Amazon for professional development

Final Thought

Routine doesn’t remove chaos.

But intentionality helps you grow through it.

And sometimes showing up for yourself consistently in small ways matters more than one big life-changing moment ever will.

Mom Guilt & the Broken Family

As I lay in bed watching how peacefully my baby girl sleeps, I feel happy and at ease.

But sometimes… that peace gets interrupted by guilt.

If you didn’t know already, I’m a single mom to two beautiful little girls with two different fathers.

And honestly?

That sentence never gets easier to say out loud.

The guilt I was feeling came from the idea that I “picked wrong.” That I chose relationships that didn’t work out the way I once hoped they would.

Now, to be clear, I truly believe co-parenting is what’s best for our situation. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t hard sometimes.

Watching my less-than-one-year-old leave for her dad’s house can feel bittersweet.

Yes, I get a break.

But a huge part of who I am is tied to hearing little feet running around, random giggles, toys all over the floor, and tiny voices yelling “Mommy.”

So when the house gets quiet…

It feels quiet.

I had to remind myself that just because life didn’t turn out exactly how I imagined doesn’t mean it turned out bad.

My girls are happy.

They are loved deeply.

They have what they need and more.

And most importantly, they are able to build relationships with both parents and the people around them who love them.

Honestly, hearing their laughs and seeing their joy helps calm my mind.

It reminds me:
“Okay… maybe I am doing something right.”

Now let me be honest…

Sharing motherhood is hard sometimes.

There are moments where selfishly, I want my babies with me all the time.

But I also know how important it is for children to feel supported, loved, and connected on all sides.

They say it takes a village, and I truly believe that.

Even if the village doesn’t always look how we pictured it.

So how have I started working through the mom guilt?

By realizing I can’t lose myself in motherhood.

In order for me to fully show up for my children, I also have to show up for myself.

And that meant I had to start prioritizing Momma too.

I started taking myself on solo dates.

And since I’m single, I decided to stop waiting for someone else to create experiences for me that I could create for myself.

So now?

I’m doing the things I always wanted someone else to do with me… and honestly, it’s been healing.

Because these moments give me more than just something to do.

They give me:
Peace.
Creativity.
Softness.
Adventure.
Confidence.
Identity outside of motherhood.
And emotional connection with myself.

Solo Date Ideas

Candlelight dinner
Weekend getaway
Spa day
Picnic
Pottery class
Scrapbook night
Art museum or gallery
Cooking class
Stargazing
Jewelry making
At-home sip and paint
Dance class
Aquarium
Fruit picking
Facial appointment
Comedy show
Wine tasting
Opera or play
Yoga class
Tie-dye night
ATV riding
Vision board night
Movie date
Botanical gardens
Farmers market
Horseback riding
Nature journaling walk
Letter writing
Open mic night
Rooftop restaurant or bar
Zoo trip
Zip lining
5K walk or run

These are just a few things that personally bring me joy.

But honestly?

Get to know yourself again.

Try something new just because you can.

Go to community events. Explore local experiences. Find hobbies that make you feel alive outside of just being “Mom.”

And don’t be afraid to ask for help finding ideas either.

Shoot… even ask ChatGPT for recommendations based on your interests.

Some dates can be budget friendly. Some may take planning. But regardless of what it looks like, take that time for yourself, Momma.

You deserve joy too.

And remember:

You are doing better than you think you are.

With love,
Momma Riah 💜

The Night God Answered Me Without Words

I didn’t expect clarity to come through a dream.

But that’s exactly what happened.

It wasn’t long maybe 15 or 20 minutes but it felt intense. Real. Like I was living inside something bigger than just a dream.

I was in this house.

It was dark. The lighting was off. Everything about it felt wrong heavy, uncomfortable, almost like I wasn’t supposed to be there in the first place.

And then I realized…

I had to get out.

It felt like some kind of test like if I could make it out of the house and reach the street, I would be free.

But I wasn’t alone.

Something was chasing me.

I couldn’t see exactly what it was, but I could feel it. The pressure. The fear. The weight of it getting closer behind me.

So I ran.

Not really knowing where I was going. Just moving, trying to escape.

And in that moment, I did the only thing I knew to do.

I prayed.

“Lord, help me. Guide me out of this.”

And instantly… everything shifted.

It wasn’t loud. It wasn’t dramatic.

But I knew He was there.

I started being guidedwhere to turn, where to go, what to do next.

I ran into a closet… and for a second, I felt stuck.

Like this was it.

Like I had nowhere else to go.

And I could hear whatever was chasing me getting closer.

So I prayed again.

“Lord, please help me get out of here.”

And just like that

A trap door appeared.

I dropped down to the first floor, came out through another closet, ran straight out the front door, and made it to the street.

I was free.

And as I was running, I saw a man outside jumping, celebrating, full of joy.

Like he was rooting for me.

Like he knew I was going to make it.


What It Meant

After I woke up, I couldn’t shake it.

Because not long before that, I had been asking myself a question I didn’t know how to answer:

Why am I a Christian?

I heard it preached in church, and it stuck with me… but I didn’t have my own answer.

Until now.

That house?

That was me.

That was the life I created when I was trying to do everything on my own.
Confused. Chaotic. Dark. Feeling stuck in something I didn’t even recognize anymore.

That thing chasing me?

Fear. Anxiety. My past. The consequences of my own decisions. The weight of everything catching up to me.

Running without direction?

That was me trying to fix my life without God.

But the moment I called on Him

He showed up.

Not by removing me instantly, but by guiding me step by step.

Even when I felt stuck.
Even when I thought I had run out of options.

He made a way that I couldn’t see.

That trap door?

That was God doing what only He can do creating an exit where there wasn’t one.

The street?

Freedom. Peace. Safety. A new beginning.

And the man celebrating?

That was confirmation.

Heaven rooting for me.
God showing me that I was never alone in this.


Why I Choose God

So why am I a Christian?

Not because everything in my life is perfect.

Not because I’ve always done the right thing.

But because even when I didn’t listen…
Even when I didn’t deserve it…

God still guided me.

He didn’t control me. He let me make my own choices.
And yes, I ended up in places I had no business being in.

But He never left.

He stayed close like a father should.

Waiting for me to call on Him.

And when I finally did… He led me out.

That dream showed me something I couldn’t fully put into words before:

With God, there is always a way out.

Not always easy. Not always immediate.
But always possible.


The Vision I’m Walking In Now

I’m a Christian because I want a real relationship with God.

Not surface level. Not just when I need something.

I want to know Him.
Understand Him.
Walk with Him.

Because He has been there for me in ways I didn’t even recognize at the time.

He has blessed me when I didn’t deserve it.
Protected me when I didn’t see it.
Guided me when I didn’t listen.

And now that I do see it…

I can’t unsee it.

I don’t love God for what He can give me.

I love Him for who He has been to me.

A father.

A guide.

A protector.

Something I didn’t always have the best example of but something I now understand through Him.

And now?

I want to live a life that reflects that.

A life that is full.
A life that is aligned.
A life that is different from anything I’ve lived before.

Because I truly believe now

The life I’m stepping into…
is the one He’s been trying to lead me to all along.

And for the first time…

I’m not running from it.

I’m running with Him.

Rethinking Growth at Work: A Lesson from Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs

As I sat there looking at our engagement survey, I felt a mix of things:

  1. Are they really going to look into this?
  2. I don’t even know what to put.

So I did what most people probably do—I gave neutral answers. Nothing too strong, nothing too detailed… just enough to move through it.

But later, I realized I missed an opportunity.

Not because the survey wasn’t important—but because I hadn’t taken the time to truly understand my own needs in the workplace.

The Concept I Forgot to Apply

One concept I’ve learned before—but didn’t apply in that moment—is Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs.

At its core, it breaks down human needs into five levels:

  1. Physiological needs – basic comfort and accessibility
  2. Safety – physical and emotional security
  3. Love & belonging – feeling connected and included
  4. Esteem – recognition, confidence, and value
  5. Self-actualization – reaching your full potential

Looking back, I realized I hadn’t paused to evaluate how my role aligned with these needs—or how I was showing up within them.

Where the Shift Happens

It’s easy to look at a job and ask:

👉 “Is this enough?”

But a better question is:

👉 “How does this role support my needs—and how am I contributing within that?”

Because growth isn’t just about the company meeting expectations.
It’s also about understanding what you need to show up fully.

Questions Worth Asking Yourself

If you’re evaluating your current role—or considering a new one—start here:

1.

What do I need to feel comfortable day-to-day?

Think about your environment:

  • Is it supportive of your basic needs?
  • Do you feel physically and mentally able to do your work well?

2.

What helps me feel like I belong?

  • Do you value connection with your team?
  • Do you prefer collaboration or independence?

3.

How do I define meaningful recognition?

  • Do you feel fulfilled by your contributions?
  • What kind of acknowledgment motivates you?

4.

What does support look like for me?

  • How do you recharge mentally?
  • What kind of environment helps you stay balanced?

5.

What does growth look like for me?

  • What skills do you want to build?
  • What challenges help you move forward?

The Reality Most People Skip

Understanding your needs is just as important as understanding the role itself.

Because when your needs aren’t aligned:

  • Motivation drops
  • Burnout increases
  • Growth feels forced instead of natural

And over time, that doesn’t just impact your work—it can carry into your personal life too.

Final Thought

Before assuming a role isn’t fulfilling—or jumping to the next opportunity—take a step back and evaluate:

👉 Do I fully understand what I need?
👉 Am I showing up in alignment with that?

Because clarity changes everything.

When you understand your needs, you don’t just work—you grow with intention.

Source

This reflection is inspired by general principles from Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs, a widely recognized framework for understanding human motivation.

When Co-Parenting Gets Hard: Choosing Peace Over Control

There’s something about sitting in a courtroom for a custody hearing that you can’t really prepare for.

It’s heavy.

I remember thinking… how did we get here?
How did communication between two people who share a child end up needing structure from the court system?

Over time, things can shift miscommunication, different perspectives, unresolved issues. And sometimes, the most peaceful way forward is allowing a neutral system to help create clarity.

Not because anyone “wins”… but because the child deserves stability.

Still, that doesn’t make it easy.

Sitting in that courtroom as a parent especially as a mom can feel overwhelming. Even when you have support, even when you have a village… there are moments where it feels like you’re carrying it alone.

And that feeling is real.

In another situation, I’ve also experienced what it looks like to have co-parenting conversations outside of court.

And I’ll be honest there are pros and challenges to both.

When things are handled outside of court, it requires a high level of communication, respect, and a shared focus on the child. When both parents are aligned in that way, it can create flexibility and cooperation that really benefits everyone.

But when that alignment isn’t fully there, structure can become necessary.

And that’s where the court can provide consistency clear expectations, defined schedules, and stability for the child, regardless of emotions.

A personal moment that shifted my perspective:

When I sat down with my youngest daughter’s father to talk through our parenting schedule, I went into the conversation expecting it to be difficult.

There was a moment of tension early on that made me think it could go in that direction.

But before reacting, I took a breath, stayed grounded, and kept the focus on our baby girl.

What I found was that when I approached the conversation with calmness and intention, it shifted everything. We were able to communicate, find common ground, and build a foundation for co-parenting that felt respectful and centered around her.

And I truly believe it can continue that way as long as we both stay focused on making decisions that serve our child first.

Co-parenting works best when the focus shifts from control to the child.

Something I’ve learned through all of this is that co-parenting doesn’t always look the same.

Sometimes it looks like strong teamwork.

And sometimes it looks more like parallel parenting where each parent creates a healthy, stable environment on their own time, in their own space.

And while that may not be the picture we once imagined…

It can still be effective.

It can still be healthy.

And most importantly it can still serve the child well.

So what do you do if you find yourself navigating co-parenting in any form?

My biggest piece of advice is this:

Keep the focus on your child.

Not the past.
Not the disagreements.
Not what the other parent is doing.

Just the child.

There will be moments where emotions come up and that’s natural.

But learning how to process those emotions in a healthy way, without letting them drive your decisions, is what makes the biggest difference.

For me, that looks like praying and releasing what I can’t control, finding healthy outlets to reset emotionally, and intentionally creating positive, loving moments with my kids.

Because at the end of the day…

That’s what they will remember.

I’ve also had to come to terms with something that isn’t always easy to accept:

Sometimes, the family dynamic we once hoped for doesn’t unfold the way we imagined.

And that can be hard.

But what is always within your control is how you show up as a parent.

The love you give.
The stability you create.
The environment you build.

And while you’re doing all of that…

Don’t forget about yourself.

Your healing matters.
Your peace matters.
Your growth matters.

Because the healthier you are emotionally, mentally, spiritually the better you’re able to show up for your children.

So give yourself grace.

Build your support system.

Stay grounded in what truly matters.

And keep showing up with love.

With love
Momma Riah 💜

The Journey of Self-Love and Growth

Faith

If I’m being honest, I feel like God has been redirecting my entire life.

Not in a small way… in a tear-it-down-and-rebuild-it kind of way.

I’ve felt called to share my story to be open, to build community, to speak on the things people don’t always say out loud. I don’t fully know what that looks like yet, but I do know this: obedience comes before clarity.

So I started where I could.

I shared my truth.

And in doing that, I stepped into the beginning of a life that feels different. Fuller. Lighter. More aligned. A life that I now recognize as being shaped by God’s will not just my own.

Because the truth is, before this, my thoughts, my actions, and my decisions were rooted in fear, grief, and pain. I was stuck there longer than I want to admit. It felt like I couldn’t move forward no matter how hard I tried.

But the moment I truly opened my heart to the Lord not halfway, not when it was convenient, but fully everything shifted.

It felt like I was offered a new life.

Now I’m learning to listen. To move when He says move. To trust even when I don’t understand.

And in such a short time, I’ve experienced a level of peace, joy, and clarity that I didn’t even know I was missing.

This season I’m in is not punishment. It’s preparation.

God is teaching me obedience. He’s building me. Positioning me.

I’m not behind. I’m being prepared.

And once I surrendered those heavy things I was carrying, He showed up. Over and over again.

I am blessed.

Healing

Let me be clear I am not fully healed.

My heart still aches sometimes.
My thoughts aren’t always positive.
My body still leans toward comfort over discipline.
I still have moments where I react instead of respond.

But I’m not who I used to be either.

And that matters.

I’m a work in progress and for the first time, I’m okay with that. Because now, I want better for myself. I’m choosing better.

There was a point where I thought my heart was becoming cold from disappointment. But now I see I still have so much love to give. To my kids. To myself. To others even when it’s hard.

And then there was a moment that made me realize just how much had already changed.

I was sitting in my living room, scrolling TikTok, while my girls were in the background laughing, playing, just being kids.

A video came across my feed from a creator I keep seeing the kind that always says something that hits right when you need it. And she was talking about what it feels like when things finally start working out.

And something about that made me pause.

I looked up.

I really looked.

My girls were giggling, completely at peace.
We were in a safe, stable home.
There was no chaos in that moment. No fear. No pressure.

And for the first time in a long time, I felt full.

Not distracted.
Not surviving.
Not just getting through it.

I felt like I was actually loving my life.

And that realization hit me hard.

Because if you would have asked me maybe 20 days before that if I loved my life, I would have said yes without hesitation. I thought what I had was enough. I appreciated it.

But truly loving my life feeling it I didn’t have that.

I loved the people in my life, but I hadn’t learned how to love my own life.

That moment changed something in me.

Not because everything was perfect, but because I was finally present enough to see what God had already done.

That peace I felt, that fullness, that was confirmation.

That I’m on the right path.
That I’m moving toward something greater.
That abundance isn’t just coming it’s already starting.

And all it took was slowing down long enough to hear my girls laugh.

What Healing Looks Like for Me Right Now

Healing didn’t start with a big breakthrough.

It started with a promise to love myself the way I’ve loved others.

So I started showing up for me.

I buy myself flowers because I deserve beauty in my life.
I go to the gym because I want to feel strong and healthy.
I changed my eating habits because what I put in my body matters.
I journal and write because my mind deserves clarity.
I limit mindless scrolling and choose things that feed me instead of drain me.
I speak life over myself and challenge negative thoughts when they come.
I take my medication because my health matters.
I changed what I listen to because what I hear affects my spirit.
I invest in my growth, personally and professionally.
I spend intentional time with my kids creating moments, not just passing time.

And the biggest shift:

I stopped making excuses.

I stopped waiting.

I started living the life I know I deserve.

Growth

Let’s not get it twisted I am not perfect.

I still have a lot to work on. A lot to learn. A lot to unlearn.

But I can see the difference.

And that’s what keeps me going.

In such a short time, my life has become fuller, more intentional, more aligned. And honestly, it makes me wonder why I didn’t start sooner.

But I also know I wasn’t ready then.

Growth requires readiness. And now, I am.

My growth is rooted in two things: my relationship with God and my willingness to understand myself.

I’m learning who I really am.
Not the broken version. Not the survival version.
The whole version.

And she’s still becoming.

I don’t have a perfect picture of the woman I’m growing into yet, but I’m excited to meet her.

Because every day, I’m building her.

Piece by piece.

And I’m grateful because even when I didn’t choose God, He never stopped choosing me.

If you want to go deeper into my journey, I share more in my book Beautiful Shambles, where I open up about the lessons, the breaking points, and the rebuilding.

So stay with me.

Be part of this journey.

We can grow together. Hold each other accountable. Become better together.

Because you deserve peace too.

With love,
Mariah 💜

The Moment That Checked Me: A Lesson in Professional Growth

The Moment That Checked Me: A Lesson in Professional Growth

I’m sitting at my desk when I get that Teams ping from my manager:

“You got a minute?”

My stomach drops.

As I type “yes,” my mind starts racing replaying every task, every email, every decision—trying to figure out what this could be about.

We walk into the nearest meeting room, and he tells me it’s time for my PMP review.

And honestly? I already knew.

It wasn’t going to be the worst review… but it definitely wasn’t going to be my best either.

Why? Let’s be real.

I hadn’t been applying myself.

I had been doing just enough to get my check.
Just enough to stay afloat.
Just enough to be “good”… with a little coaching along the way.

But mentally? I wasn’t fully there.

So walking into that meeting, I wasn’t surprised I was prepared.

The Truth I Didn’t Want to Admit

Looking back, there were signs everywhere:

  • I spent more time applying to other internal roles than growing in my current one
  • I asked for feedback on PowerPoints… while mentally already checked out
  • I wasn’t taking initiative beyond my assigned responsibilities
  • I wasn’t actively contributing to team growth or improvement
  • I lacked confidence in areas I should’ve been building strength in—like training and development

And the hardest truth?

I felt entitled to growth I hadn’t earned yet.

I was so focused on where I wanted to be…
that I completely ignored the steps required to get there.

I didn’t want the process.
I wanted the outcome.

The Shift

After that meeting, I made a decision:

I was going to show up differently.

Not just for myself but for my team.

I had to stop chasing the idea of growth
and start doing the work that creates it.

Getting Intentional About Growth

I’ve always had a desire to help people professionally and personally.
But I realized I thrive most on the business side, especially in:

  • Process improvement
  • Change management
  • Team development

So I asked myself one simple question:

“What problems keep happening and how can I help solve them?”

That question changed everything.

Instead of waiting for opportunities,
I started looking for ways to create value where I already was.

The Real Reason I Was Stuck

For a while, I told myself it was lack of experience.

But if I’m honest?

After about a year and a half, that wasn’t the issue anymore.

The truth was:

I wasn’t being intentional.

I had the qualifications on paper but nothing to show for them in action.

And that realization?
It humbled me.

The Mentor That Helped Me Refocus

I decided to do something different.

I reached out to someone in a role I wanted and asked them to mentor me.

(Yes… the same person I interviewed with and didn’t get the job.)

Instead of being discouraged, I got curious.

I asked:

  • What am I missing?
  • Where can I grow?
  • What should I be focusing on next?

His advice?

Project management.

Why I Chose Project Management

I already had:

  • A degree in management (with a supply chain focus)
  • A Six Sigma certification

But I hadn’t fully tapped into what those meant in practice.

So I started studying for the Certified Associate in Project Management (CAPM).

And let me tell you
it changed my perspective completely.

I started to understand:

  • How projects actually move
  • How strategy connects to execution
  • How I can contribute beyond my role

I haven’t taken the exam yet, but the learning alone has already started shaping how I show up at work.

The Lesson

Growth isn’t about what you deserve.
It’s about what you’re demonstrating.

I had to accept that:

I wasn’t stuck. I just wasn’t ready.

And once I owned that?
Everything started to shift.

If You Feel Stuck Professionally, Read This

Before you say you deserve more, ask yourself:

  • What is my actual end goal?
  • What does that role require daily?
  • Am I practicing those skills right now?

Because the truth is:

You don’t get promoted into readiness you prepare for it first.

How to Start Showing Up Differently

If you’re ready to grow, start here:

1. Learn with intention
Use platforms like:

  • LinkedIn Learning
  • Udemy
  • YouTube
  • Your company’s internal training tools

2. Find a mentor
Learn from someone already where you want to be.

3. Solve problems where you are
Stop waiting for a new role to grow, start contributing now.

Final Word

There is value in where you are right now.

Even if it doesn’t feel like it.

Even if it’s uncomfortable.

Even if it’s humbling.

Be patient. Be intentional. Be consistent.

The opportunity meant for you will come
but only if you’ve prepared yourself to receive it.

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The Importance of Self-Care for Busy Moms

Good day, beautiful.

This one is for my moms.

Before you read another word, I want you to pause and give yourself a round of applause… because honey you’re doing it. You are trying. And those babies? They see you.

I know we get caught up in the idea of what a “good mom” is supposed to look like. The picture-perfect version. The Pinterest version. The social media version.

But listen, honey…

If your babies are safe, healthy, cared for, and loved you are already doing an amazing job.

It does not have to look like anyone else’s version of motherhood.

And that was something I had to learn the hard way.

I used to think being a “good mom” meant taking my kids to extravagant places, creating magical moments all the time, cooking five-star meals every night…

But reality?

I work two jobs.

Some nights… it’s spaghetti.

And guess what? That’s okay.

Because being a good mom is not about perfection it’s about presence.

And truthfully? The only people whose opinion should matter about your motherhood… are your kids.

But here’s the part I had to face:

Somewhere in trying to be everything for my kids… I stopped showing up for myself.

Taking care of yourself as a mom?

It’s always the first thing to get pushed to the back burner.

It becomes this constant mental battle:
“I gotta do this for the kids.”
“I need to handle that.”
“Let me make sure they’re good first.”

And if you’re working, managing a home, maybe even a relationship?

That to-do list in your head never stops.

Even when you do have support… it can still feel hard to slow down and choose yourself.

And I think part of the problem is we make self-care feel too big.

We think it has to look like:
Working out five days a week
Eating perfectly healthy
Reading, journaling, socializing, healing… all at once

It becomes overwhelming before we even start.

For me, I realized I was so focused on being a “perfect mom”… that I wasn’t pouring into myself at all.

And we’ve all heard the saying about pouring from an empty cup, right?

So I won’t go too deep into it but I will say this:

You cannot consistently show up for others if you are not showing up for yourself.

Eventually, you will run dry.

And when that happens… it shows up as irritability, burnout, isolation, snapping at the people you love, emotional overload…

Things you never intended to give to your family.

My wake up call didn’t come gently.

It came all at once.

I was facing health concerns—high blood pressure, high cholesterol.
I was diagnosed with bipolar II.
I was dealing with family court.
Financial stress.
And then… I became a single mom of two girls.

I had every excuse to put myself last.

And for a while I did.

Until one day, after feeling everything all at once, I made a decision:

This is not who I want to be anymore.

I didn’t just want to survive.

I wanted to show up for myself and for the people I love.

So I started doing something different.

I started dating myself.

Because if I didn’t have someone showing up for me the way I needed…

I was going to do it for myself.

I decided to love myself the same way I so freely loved others.

And I started small.

I bought myself flowers.

Nothing fancy just a simple bouquet of purple carnations from the store.

But I brought them home, put them in a vase, and actually enjoyed them.

That moment?

That was the beginning of me learning how to love myself intentionally.

One thing I had to unlearn was this:

I don’t have to wait for someone else to give me what I need.

And I don’t need excuses for why I can’t show up for myself.

Because let’s be honest…

We’ll say we don’t have time or money but then spend it on things that don’t pour into us at all.

So here’s what I recommend:

Start with your love language.

Figure out what actually makes you feel loved.

Then make a list of things you’d enjoy—no matter how small.

And after that?

Ask yourself what’s stopping you.

Is it time? Money? Guilt?

Whatever it is find a way to work around it.

Not everything has to be big or expensive.

For example:
If you want a five star dining experience but can’t afford it…

Create it at home.

Cook the meal.
Play music.
Light candles.
Dress up if you want to.

Make it an experience.

Because showing up for yourself doesn’t mean changing your life overnight it means adjusting what you already have.

For me, dating myself didn’t stop at flowers.

It grew.

I started working out three times a week—not for perfection, but to feel strong and take care of my body.

I started writing again.

This blog… my book Beautiful Shambles… journaling… reading…

These were things I loved long before life got busy.

And somewhere along the way, I had abandoned them.

Coming back to those things?

That felt like love.

Real love.

And because of that I’ve been able to show up for my kids, my life, and myself better than ever before.

So let me remind you, mama:

You are worth the effort.

Love is a choice.

And choosing to love yourself should be at the top of your list—not the bottom.

Because when you do?

Everything else in your life gets a better version of you.

Here are a few simple ways to start showing up for yourself:

Get closer to God — spend time in the Word, pray, go to church
Learn something new — a skill, a hobby, anything that excites you
Move your body — gym, walks, yoga, Pilates, at-home workouts
Build community — mom groups, Bible studies, book clubs
Go outside — take a walk, breathe, reset
Create something — draw, write, color, DIY
And most importantly… date yourself

Show up for yourself, mama.

You deserve to feel that love too.

— Mariah 💜