Three Years Later..........

It’s been three years. Three whole years since I last sat down to write, since I last poured my heart onto a page. The year I gave birth to my second daughter was the year my creativity seemed to slip through my fingers. I thought I would bounce back quickly, that I would adjust, find my rhythm, and keep writing. But life had other plans.

Motherhood is a beautiful thing—no doubt about that. It’s a privilege, a blessing, a life-altering journey. But let’s be honest, we don’t talk enough about the sacrifices women make in the process. The mental shift, the physical exhaustion, the identity crisis that sneaks in when you least expect it.

I wasn’t prepared for how overwhelming it would be. Between sleepless nights, diaper changes, and trying to be everything for my little ones, I lost a part of myself. The creative spark that once fueled my writing felt so distant. I had writer’s block for what felt like an eternity. Not because I had nothing to say, but because I didn’t even know where to start.

Two years of my life gone just like that. Not in a way that I regret because being a mother has shaped me into a better person but in a way that forced me to put my passions on hold. And when you put something you love on pause for too long, coming back feels... unfamiliar.

But here I am. Writing again. Finding my way back to the thing that has always been a part of me.

Something has changed, though. I used to write just for the sake of writing, but now, I want my words to carry weight. I want to tell stories that matter, stories that connect, stories that make people feel something. Maybe it’s the lessons I’ve learned in the past two years, or maybe it’s just life pushing me toward what I was always meant to do. Either way, I’m embracing it.

So allow me to reintroduce myself.

My name is Temilade, and I am a storyteller. I see meaning in every adventure, every struggle, every little detail of life. I write not just to entertain, but to bring purpose, to make sense of the chaos, and to share my world with you—one story at a time.

I’m also a mother of two, a woman who has walked through seasons of doubt and rediscovery, and above all, a lover of God.

This space feels new, and honestly, I feel a little rusty. But I’m ready to learn, to grow, and to perfect my craft. If you’ve been here before, welcome back. If you’re new, I hope you stay. Let’s journey together.

Because stories are powerful, and I’m here to tell mine.

Have you ever taken a break from something you love? How did you find your way back?