Fast forward several weeks and you'll find me a new mama to a sweet baby girl named Clara. You'll also find me a little frumpy, a tad anxious, and a whole lot less inspired. You see with the birth of a baby girl came the death of a rather selfish, worldly woman. As much as I love my Clara I am mourning the lady I once was.
The old me would have written and told you all about some local eatery serving something delicious you should try. I love restaurants, food, and all things culinary. However, I can barely find time to make a sandwich let alone research the newest Charlotte hotspot.
The old me would have told you all about some fun fall fashion I saw in the recent InStyle. I love clothes, fashion, and a good shopping spree. However, I am behind the times and wear my pajamas a whole lot more than I'd like to admit.
The old me might have even told you about some incredible sermon that you should check out via podcast. I love listening to pastors and learning about God's word. However, right now, I'm talking to Jesus a whole lot more listening to things about Him.
You see the new me has a little girl. A little girl that will one day grow up to be a woman. When I get dressed, I think about her. When I watch a movie, I think about her. When I speak to my husband, I think about her. While she may not be watching and listening now she will be. She will be a sponge soaking up my words, my decisions, my every move. With that said I'm vowing today to live a life that will inspire my daughter, so that she, in turn will inspire the world.