My Story

How Spoonie Mom came to be

Twelve years ago, my life looked very different from what it does now.

I was unhealthy, overwhelmed, and searching for answers. I had just left an unhealthy marriage with two young children and little more than a prayer to my name. Not long into that season, my body began to shut down — pain, fatigue, and symptoms that didn’t make sense or respond to willpower.

It took years, multiple specialists, and countless tests before I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia. When the diagnosis finally came, my primary care doctor handed me a single information sheet titled “Living with Fibromyalgia,” told me he was sorry, and sent me on my way.

I remember sitting with that paper and realizing how alone I felt.

When Fixing Didn’t Work

I did what many women do when their health begins to unravel — I tried harder.

I researched. I tracked symptoms. I followed the advice. I committed to change with everything I had. And while some things helped, many approaches left me feeling worse — physically and emotionally.

What I didn’t understand at the time was that my body wasn’t failing me.

It was asking for a different language.

Over the next several years, I slowly began to restructure my life — not just my exercise routines, but my habits, posture, thought patterns, expectations, and boundaries. Healing wasn’t linear. It wasn’t fast. And it wasn’t about becoming a better version of myself.

It was about becoming a kinder one.

Learning to Listen

During this time, I returned to school to study psychology and health, became a certified yoga instructor, and continued learning across multiple disciplines. But the most important education didn’t come from textbooks.

It came from living inside a body that required patience.

I learned that urgency made my symptoms worse.
That pushing through cost me days, not gains.
That consistency mattered — but only when paired with flexibility and choice.

Slowly, I began to feel more stable. More connected. More at home in myself.

Why Spoonie Mom Was Created

I created Spoonie Mom because I wanted to offer the kind of space I couldn’t find when I needed it most.

A space where:

Rest isn’t earned
Pain is information, not a moral failing
Movement adapts to the body — not the other way around
Women are trusted to know themselves

Spoonie Mom is not about achieving a particular outcome.
It’s about learning how to live well inside the body you have today.

Where I Stand Now

My health looks very different from how it once did, but more importantly, my relationship with my body has changed.

I don’t promise cures.
I don’t believe in forcing outcomes.
I believe in creating conditions for safety, regulation, and self-trust.

That’s the work I share here.