I was 21 years old when I first found out I had a tumor in my pituitary gland.

Let me paint the scene for you . I'd just gotten into a relationship with a man who was finally truly wonderful and not just a repeated pattern of self punishment. (Spoiler Alert: I married him!) I was a few years into my college experience and excited for the courses ahead.

This was meant to be my answer to the odd health issues I'd been having for a couple years. Boy was it not the answer I was prepared for!

Receiving the news that, at what as supposed to be some of the best years of my life, I was going to be having brain surgery...

I'm sure you can imagine the myriad of feelings I experienced.

This was just the first part of a medical journey that would last for over 6 years and have farther reaching impacts than I could ever have envisioned.

When I got the news that the tumor removal wasn't the end of the story, but that I would live with tumors for the rest of my life... it was a lot to process.

The worst part though, and I mean the very worst part, was not the pain or the isolation. It wasn't the unanswered questions or odd symptoms. It was knowing that this might make it impossible to have the children I'd been longing for my whole life!

My first health and fitness journey brought me two beautiful miracles and I beat the odds proudly. All while losing and maintaining a 100lbs+ weight loss.

Then contrast caught up with me. When we found out we were pregnant the third time, I'd been in a severe clinical depression for two years already. That ray of hope was something extra precious for having come in the midst of one of my darkest points.

And then I lost it.

The miscarriage was a brutal blow that kept me in the depression even longer, and there are still days that wound aches for me. Especially this week.

You see, I've been (finally) following up on some over due medical testing and check-ups. So twice this week, I found myself sitting in the same waiting room where I was six years ago about to receive confirmation that the life which had only just begun inside of me, was lost.

It's been a valuable reminder of not only the incredible blessings I live with daily (including our rainbow boy) but also how far I've come.

To no longer depend on modern medicine which rarely has answers for me despite ultrasounds, MRIs, blood tests, and more. But to have resources like the Women's Holistic Health Conference which I've been honored to be a part of.

Where I can explore and pursue ancient, alternative, and whole-self health solutions. Things that treat me, not just a symptom. The kind of healing that truly changes lives!

If you haven't already bought your tickets to join myself and the other speakers, you'll want to go here to learn more.

Then, if you're ready to learn more about the kinds of mindset tools, techniques, and shifts I've gathered to come to this peaceful place around all the week's challenges; I want to invite you to join my webinar!

Happening live, Tuesday May 7th at 5pm PST, the Magical Mama Mindset Makeover will share more about how I found my true self and enchanted our family's lives with mindset!

I have SO much more I could share with you, and I will. But for now, I want to get back to cuddling my miracles and helping other women live the lives of their dreams come true.

So stay tuned, because I have much much more coming for you soon!

To Your Dreams,

~Elizabeth Watson