The past few months have been crazy. I went from being a regular mom, doing her best not to screw up her kids (more than normal), who occasionally hid in the pantry and played on Facebook because she just needed to get a way from the daily grinding routine of wiping bums, filling up sippy cups and the never ending piles of laundry, to a 'mommy blogger' who is trying her best to give other regular moms (and dads) a voice.

I won't lie - there have been some scary moments.

Like that first time I got a dick pic in my inbox (that thing was unexpected and NOT pleasant, ha!), or on a more serious note, when I was asked by the BBC to describe how my body had changed after having two c sections and I found myself describing IN DETAIL the overhang of dead flesh I was left with, which I have spent YEARS feeling ashamed of.

Point is that opening up about my life has not come easy, though it may seem to some as if it has.

I have done so many things in the past few months I NEVER thought I would have the courage to do, or even get the opportunity to do - like start a pod cast and talk about REAL WOMEN issues without holding back or feeling the need to apologize for not washing my bra very often, or for not wanting to spend every single minute of my day with my children!

Or design my own T Shirt line with a message the promotes positive body image and the idea that there is nothing more beautiful and attractive (inside and out) than being real.

And the truth is, every time I have taken another step towards my own truth, every time I have shared something about my life, every time I have taken that leap of faifh in hopes that there will be someone out there who can relate - I have not been disappointed.

Because you guys have been there.

And THAT has made me go "I am scared, but I'm doing it anyway" more times than you can ever imagine.

The reason I am telling you this is that I want you to know that I am not fearless.

I want you to know that I am not a supermom, I am no guru, I do not have all the answers (heck, I barely have answers at all), most of the time I am scares out of my wits and I have no idea where this whole thing is going, even of my most organized days, but what I do know is this:

'REAL IS SEXY' is not just a slogan on a T shirt.

It's not just about how you look or what size dress you wear. It's about being authentic and true to yourself. It's about speaking in YOUR OWN VOICE and BEING YOURSELF even when you think no one else will like it.

And I know that can be the scariest thing in the whole world, for real - I can totally relate! But I also know (from experience) that it is SO VERY worth it.