A TOO Much easter annoncement

A full on Spring Break melt down. Me. Not the kids. I mean a throw the baby at the husband and run into a back bedroom meltdown. Level 11!


I never knew Spring Break was going to be a test of my mothering skills. I thought it was going to be a fun week filled with eggs, zoos and crafts. 


I was wrong.


Shoutout if you know what I’m talking about.


Let’s back up a little. My dad had surgery this week which was somewhat successful but, stressful all the same. My business is expanding. My 4 year old has decided to experiment with boundaries and my 9 month old has separation anxiety. My beloved Grandpa lost his best friend this week so, we went to visit him. This was all on top of the pressure to give my family a great Easter. (Totally missed church because I was having a meltdown.) Finally, the Doctor is backing me down on my Postpartum Depression medications to make everything a little more fun. So, as you can see, I was due for a cry day. 


I’m grateful for these moments. There’s such a great clarity that accompanies “TOO MUCH”. 


Once the hyperventilating stopped, I thought about all the wonderful women that are in my life going through these beautiful and challenging phases of womanhood. 


I thought about my tough friend that is going through Menopause that felt like her life was taken from her.


I thought about a client that is over 65 that feels unseen by the fitness community. 


I thought about my fellow business owners.


My clients who feel like they can’t have the body they want because their kids take priority. 


My new landlords that felt they needed to “warn” me of their lifestyle to be sure I wouldn’t be offended. 


Ladies…..*Insert inappropriate words here*


As my Grandpa would say,” Done pissed me off”. 


The women I love and hold close to my heart won’t feel that way anymore. Not if I can help it!


I’d like to formally announce that Powers Pilates is expanding. We are opening a new space in Downtown Lawrenceville. More reformers. More chairs. More SUPPORT FOR WOMEN. 


You’ll get more information as we go but, I want you to see my heart. 


I want you to know that you’re not alone. Womanhood is tough but, we are tougher than TOO MUCH. 


I have to go dye some eggs and explain the Easter story to my kids. But, just know that you are loved and hang in there. We can work this out on the reformers on Monday. 


Happy Easter-Passover-whatever!