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Merry Christmas love! I have a gift for you that only another woman who has lived this journey (and beat the odds) can truly give. Let what I share in this episode lift you up and help light the way to your own success. xoxo
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Hey, gorgeous. If you want success on your fertility journey, you’ve got to have the mindset for it. It’s time to kick fear, negativity, doubt, shame, jealousy, and the whole clown car of low vibe fertility journey BS to the curb. I’m your host, Roseanne Austin, Fertility Mindset Master. Former prosecutor and recovering type A control freak perfectionist, I use the power of mindset to get pregnant naturally and have my baby boy at 43, despite years of fertility treatment failure.
I hope women across the globe beat the odds on their fertility journey, just like I did. Get ready for a quick hit of confidence, joy, feminine badassery, and loads of hell yes for your fertility journey. It’s time to get fearless, baby, fearlessly fertile. Let’s do this. Welcome to the fearlessly fertile podcast, episode 43, my Christmas gift to you.
Loves, I am even more excited to be with you this week than I typically am because it’s great. Not only do I fucking love this time of year, this is episode number 43. 43 will always be a special number to me, because at 43, I received one of the great miracles in my life. My baby boy, Asher. He’s actually not a baby anymore, he’s two and a half going on about 16, and I’m not kidding about that, this child tells us all the time he wants to drive.
Side note. But in truth, he will always be my baby. 43 was a time when I reaped a miracle. No one around me thought it was possible. So it’s fitting that in this 43rd episode, I want to bring your attention to a miracle. The miracle that is you. You might be thinking to yourself, what the fuck is this, Roseanne?
I am a miracle? Yes, love, you are. And let’s just be together for a few minutes to reflect on that and really get you grounded in that truth. Maybe it’s been a while since you’ve stopped and really considered how frickin amazing you are. Maybe that’s a thing you don’t allow yourself to do, because some dried up old hag at some point or another told you that thinking well of yourself is conceit.
Well, let’s disabuse you of that bullshit right now. Here’s what you’ve got to get in that beautiful head of yours, love. There’s only one you! Out of a bazillion cells that could have possibly come together, there is you! You with your unique personality, sense of humor, kindness, abilities, aspirations, talents, beauty, contribution, and voice!
The saboteurs within you might try to downplay this reality, but the whole truth is you’re a fucking masterpiece. Being something amazing doesn’t require that you have no quote unquote faults. What you might see as flaws or faults are what makes us interesting. They give us a place from which we can grow, expand, and develop.
It gives our life texture and topography. You get to be imperfect and a fucking miracle at the same time. The two are not mutually exclusive. Fuck that narrow minded schoolmarm notion that you have to be perfect to be a miracle. There are countless stories in spiritual and philosophical texts about how those who have received incredible blessings are not necessarily the most perfect or pious.
There are many instances throughout history of some wildly flawed motherfuckers who come out on top. It’s such an awesome reality. We’ve all heard stories of people who have overcome terrible circumstances. Get excited about that because it means we all have a fucking chance. Why the hell not? That brings me to my point.
It’s a point you hear me make a lot, but I say it because it’s true. Being a mom was fucking meant for you. It’s in your heart because it was meant for you. I don’t give a fuck if I’m the only one with the titanium ovaries it takes to stand by that proposition. Ten years in the courtroom gave me rhinoceros skin, baby.
Let the haters hate while they choke on their own self loathing and venom. The miracles I’ve seen in my life and the lives of my ladies all over the world prove my point. Being a mom was fucking meant for you. Just because other people quit or give up on their dreams doesn’t mean you have to. You desire this because you have incredible love to give, you have memories to create, and you have a purpose to fulfill.
You are here on this earth to love, nurture, be, do, and have. Quitters love to stand on the sidelines and encourage you to give up like they did so they don’t feel so guilty about having stopped short of their dreams. And they’ll give you a thousand excuses for why they did. There’s a reason for the saying misery loves company, but that’s not you.
You are the kind of woman who understands that the only thing to truly be afraid of is not taking every opportunity that you can to, in this life, live your fullest potential. Which, in truth, is infinite. My gift to you is an invitation to see what I see. It doesn’t fucking matter if we’ve ever met in person.
I see you, love. Not in some weird, I’ve hacked into your home security video setup kind of way, because that would be fucking creepy. But in the way only another woman who has lived this journey and triumphed can. I want to help light the way to your success, my darling. I see you doll. I see you. Here’s what I see.
You are loving, kind, sensitive, smart as fuck, hilarious, beautiful, worthy, gracious, generous, abundant, thoughtful, organized, prepared, conscientious, honest, dependable, open, faithful, educated, lovable, one hell of a dancer, a great storyteller, delightful to be around. I’m not super touchy feely, but there’s something about my ladies that makes me want to hug them so tight.
So sister, I can tell you, you’re huggable. The kind of friend anyone would kill to have. Grateful, sparkly, imaginative, innovative, open to receiving, intuitive, artistic, masterful of your femininity and masculinity, luxurious, contemplative, insightful, well spoken, compassionate, free, strong, purpose driven, and a light in the lives of everyone who loves you.
I could go on. But you get the picture. Just take this end all, this gift, the gift is you. Your baby is going to be so stoked that you are their mom and they’re going to be even happier that you didn’t give up on them and you didn’t give up on your dream. All of the ingredients for success reside in you now.
You are a woman who succeeds. It’s tired and boring to hate yourself, bully yourself, or tell yourself you aren’t worthy. If that shit has not put a baby in your arms, isn’t it time to go about this a different way? You deserve joy. You deserve happiness. You deserve to be the woman who makes her mom dreams come true.
Just saying. Merry Christmas, precious one. My prayer for you is that you will someday, if not immediately, see what I see. Hope you like the gift. Love you. Love, if you are ready to have me reach in and help yank the genius out of you so you can think, believe, and take action like a woman who succeeds on this journey and not look back on it with regret, let’s do this.
Remember, thoughts, beliefs, actions, results. Simple, elegant, true. My Fearlessly Fertile Method program is revolutionary. It’s for women who intend to get pregnant in the next 12 months and say hell yes to covering their bases, mind, and body. I work with women who know what they want and execute, not make excuses.
If that’s you to apply for your interview for this program, go to my website, www.FromMaybeToBaby.com and apply for your interview with me there. My methodology has helped women around the world make their dreams come true. Their results speak for themselves. If you don’t have a mindset for success on this journey, my darling, you have a gaping hole in your strategy.
Let’s fix that shit and set you up for making 2020 your best year ever on this journey. Till next time, change your mindset, change your results. Love this episode of the Fearlessly Fertile Podcast? Subscribe now and leave an awesome review. Remember, the desire in your heart to be a mom is there because it was meant for you.
When it comes to your dreams, keep saying, hell yes.