Something’s Missing?

Apr 11, 2015

I was a free spirit.

Someone who would sometimes drop everything at any given moment to take in a yoga class or a long run in the fresh air.

I was selfish.

I put only the best things in my body. I would walk to the farmers market, pick up some fresh fruit & veggies and make a giant green salad paired with a green smoothie for dinner.

I was focused.

I would study new things every day. New yoga sequences to teach in my classes. New recipes to write about in my blog.

I was content.

I would watch ridiculous reality shows alone and the dumbest yet most entertaining movies with my now-husband until the wee hours of the night.

…I was missing something.

I had everything. Great family, awesome friends, a wonderful new career I was embracing and an amazing man in my life who gave me the world.

And yet, I was missing something.

Then, one day last January, everything changed.

As I sat in my bathroom, watching this little stick, waiting for it to give me a “yes” or “no”, one question kept repeating in my mind. Am I ready for this stick to change my life?

3 Minutes seemed like an eternity. Sure enough, there it was. A giant “YES” screaming at me. I looked in the mirror and began to cry.


Then I realized.

This. This is what I had been missing. The tears were genuine. They were pure. And they were coming from a happy and thankful place within myself.

This was what I had been missing. He was what I was missing.

Jump to 9 months later, September 23, 2014. My exact due date. I wasn’t scared. Wasn’t worried. I was cool and calm the whole time in the hospital. I went through the whole experience, without any drugs and without any worries. And then, at 2:14 pm, the most beautiful baby boy was placed on my chest. He was pure love, wrapped into a 7lb, 2oz bundle of perfection.

Mason Isaiah Ward was what was missing in my life.

Now, I’m more of a grounded spirit. I’m lucky if I can get a yoga practice at home before he wakes up from his nap.
I’m not selfish. He comes first in every part of my life.

My husband and I still watch ridiculous things, that won’t ever change. And I’ll never stop watching reality shows.

And I’m more than content now. I’m beyond happy and hopelessly in love with my life, my husband and the love of my life, my sweet little Mason.

Becky Ward

I’m a 29-year-old sweet ‘n sassy redhead with a lovely life. My family is the most important thing to me. I’m a new Mommy to the happiest & sweetest little baby boy in the world and I’m married to the greatest man ever.

I’m a vegan-living, reality show-loving, yoga-doing, smoothie-making girl. Sarcasm is my weapon of choice and I adore the colour pink. I enjoy anything artistic and writing is one of my favourite things to do.

I’m a certified yoga instructor who loves leading a healthy lifestyle and I believe that everything happens for a reason.


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