Letter to Me
Take time to honor your relationship with yourself before baby is here. Not because you’ll never get this time again, but because you’ll never get this YOU again. Love her. Honor her. Say goodbye to her. Thank her for all that she’s carried you through. Do all her favorite things.
You’re about to meet the best version of you yet. But don’t forget to love the version that got you here, too.

A letter to the version of me that got me here…
Dear mind,
You are the thing that made me who I am today: the resilient, self-made, determined woman who isn’t afraid to try all the things. You gave me a vision early on that paved the way to creating the life I have (and love) today. You gave me courage and optimism when I was figuring out my path, unwilling to let me stray from my true goals and passions despite the world’s expectations. You gave me a tenacity and fighting spirit when others questioned how hard I could work. You pushed me to grind through my college years, hustling through a double life to finish my degree while developing the career I wanted. You spark endless curiosity and a fiery drive to work hard and play hard. You made me a student of the world, one who isn’t afraid to commit to something daunting now, and figure it out later. You gave me the confidence to take life by the reins and giving myself everything I’ve always wanted. You prepared me to persevere, so when luck came around, I was ready.
Best of all, you allowed me to dream and always shoot for the moon.
Dear body,
You’ve taken me through life, and carried me even though I didn’t value you for a long time. You’ve accompanied me through three decades on this earth, working to accommodate my overly ambitious mind every time I tested you, for better or for worse. You’ve healed from the bruises and injuries of someone whose fearlessness sometimes pushed her too far. You’ve given me the health to get through sleepless nights during school, grueling travel days, a global pandemic, and a lifelong series of questionable food choices. You’ve allowed me to become the strongest, healthiest I can be as I started my pregnancy. For being miraculous enough to grow a little human inside me while maintaining my own health.
Only in the past few years have I really learned to listen to you, trust you, and take care of you. Dedication to my nutrition, fitness, and overall physical health truly does blossom into my mental well-being as well. From here on out, I only want to deepen my mind-body connection and treat you with the care and kindness you’ve always deserved.
Dear spirit,
You are the part of me that makes me happy. You give me energy, purpose, and a regimen that allows me to enjoy my own company. You make life worth looking forward to and fill my days with curiosity, optimism, and joy. You are the best friend inside my mind that encourages me indulge in the exploration of new, exciting pursuits. You give my life the spark that gets me out of bed in the mornings.
You allow me to be the version of me who enjoys sitting in bed alone in the evenings, digging through Wikipedia and watching Youtube videos about fashion, film, music, psychology, and whatever else interests me. You’ve created version of me who loves to pack my calendar and stay up late working on a never-ending list of passion projects. You drive me to connect deeply with others, experience awe, laugh whole-heartedly, and spread joy to others. You’ll be with me as I step into this new stage of life and evolve alongside me through lived experiences, always keeping me true to myself.
Dear heart,
You’ve created the version of me that feels everything deeply — who loves deeply and cares deeply. You’ve given me the compassion that’s built a true circle of friends and family around me who support me in immeasurable ways. You allow me to see past appearances and egos into the beauty of people’s authentic selves. You gave me the foresight to not just settle for anyone, but choose a life partner with an even bigger heart.
You fought for me to love myself through heartbreak, identity crises, and times of low self-esteem. You got me through dark times in my early 20’s when life was uncertain. After a childhood of seeking validation, you’ve helped me build emotional maturity over the past decade, bringing me inner peace and contentment with my own existence.
Thank you for always loving and believing in me.
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