Michelle Isabel

It’s Friday in California on a Spring day.

I’m sitting on our new ultra comfy couches that we spent six plus months searching for. With the exception of the color they are everything you dream of when looking for comfort.

My home is from the 70s and designed mid-century modern mediterranean so I’m completely surrounded by windows. The birds are having a party outside with all the green and trees we have.

There are alien-like movements happening in my stomach because I’m growing a baby. I’m 6 months prego and I’m doing the bare-minimum in all aspects of life right now. Showing up is an acceptable definition of done for me, which for a high-performer type-A personally really doesn’t happen. But growing a human changes you in ways you could have never imagined.

This is my second child but third pregnancy. I miscarried in May of 2025.

I’m writing because this feels like a creative outlet for me.

I think I’ve always been a writer but I don’t consider myself a writer. Actually this is the first time I say this as a statement. I do write but not in the way when I think of someone that puts out a book or newsletter. I mean writing in the sense that I’ve always had a journal. Since I was a kid. And I just write even if just a couple of sentences.

I have three months left until I deliver.

I’m a corporate girly with a toddler, which has made this pregnancy super different.

The major differences include a 2.5 year old running around, a working husband, and a full-time in-office professional career.

I’m using this as a creative outlet because I’m not busy enough. why not add to my already full life.

I’m not a hobby person and super type-A so I’m not gonna go golfing or start baking or crafting.

I need something for me and writing here feels right.

My life is full in the most fulfilling way;

I recently trimmed out some excess weight in my life at a micro level that afforded me this opportunity to make space for writing and processing the many things happening in my life.

My husband is 41 and I’ve been married to him for 12 years. 10 of which we spent just him and I in a bubble of love and

I am raising a spirited and strong willed 2.5 year old that is my replica from the shape of her nose to the very detailed and particular way she likes to do things. I’am growing her little brother due in July 2026. We also have Lee, our there-legged pompoo and his mother Summer, now in puppy heaven.

I have strong village that is the only reason I felt I could raise a child and then bring a second one into this world. I invest significant time into our family events and our as much as I can into extracurriculars. My niece and nephew are like my first children and made me see that this world was made for them.

I’m a proud and faithful Catholic which laid the foundation for the village we have. My kids wouldn’t be here to day if it weren’t for our people.

I have a successful corporate career that I am proud of and enjoy on most days.

Lastly, we moved into a fixer upper from the 70s with a Mediterranean ranch-style party vibe. We have projects oozing out of eyes and ears.

I have no shortage of anything in my life. My most basic needs are met daily and when I take a look around at my life I see that I live in abundance. I hope to process and appreciate that through these written experiences.