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Unapologetically Kelly

Unapologetically Kelly

I have come to terms with the fact. that I will never be “Beyonce," and I will always be a “Kelly”.

And I am cool with that--Kelly got coins and access to any room she wants. She is successful in her own right and has secured her seat. As a child you are always told to love the skin you’re in and be yourself. As you get older--adults, your peers and life experiences start to chip away at your self-esteem.

Back To Work

Back To Work

“Are you ready to get your life back and head to work?”  
“Aren’t you excited to get back to your routine?”  
“Won’t it be a relief to not worry about the baby all day?”


Life. Routine. Worry.


 As I stood there crying tears of joy holding the positive pregnancy test, everything changed. There was a shift in my universe. The GPS had to recalculate. The destination didn’t change, but we had to implement a detour. My life would never go back to what it once was, I wouldn’t want it to. The routine I had fallen into would change, it had to. And worry, well that is an innocent side effect of motherhood.