A quiet beauty restoration, in progress

Skin care: going back to what works

I’ve also been treating with Sivoderm and exfoliating regularly using my scrubbing gloves, sea salt (papaya-flavoured), and Koji San soap to help with hyperpigmentation. Nothing complicated. Just care and repetition. At the beginning of your skincare routine, start with a few useful products, and then add products you may need over time. Consider products that are hydrating, exfoliating, and treating.

Related: Glycerine Found Its Way Back Into My Skincare Routine

Kojie San Soap: My Experience With Hyperpigmentation & Dark Spots | Honest Review

How I Use Sivoderm To Treat My Face | Face Care Routine 

Fashion, body, and learning myself again

My fashion is still a work in progress. I’m okay with that.

I’ve mostly been dressing for the body I have now. My postpartum belly is still prominent, but since losing some weight recently, certain clothes are starting to look better on me. I look more feminine. I'm glad with the progress. I stepped up a little by wearing cuter and sexier outfits when I go for things like dates, but I stay conscious of my belly, so I opt mostly for dresses to camouflage it. Short dresses for sexiness and to draw attention to my legs instead of my tummy. 

At home, I feel freer and can wear anything I feel comfortable in. For school runs and normal day errands, I wear a kaba (a free ankara dress), and that's when the real mother side shows now lol. I want to look better, but I no longer feel completely shapeless. 

I’m somewhere in between right now—not fully slim, but no longer where I was. And honestly, that middle space feels hopeful.

Confidence, returning

I don’t feel as exposed and judged anymore. Before, I felt like I had disappeared into survival mode.

Now, I feel like I’m re-entering the world. Gently. Carefully. One lotion, one hairstyle, and one outfit at a time.

I still want more. I still imagine certain things that would make me feel even more polished, more embellished. But I’m a mother. I have responsibilities. So I'm doing it at my pace and means.

And that’s okay.

Still in progress—and proud of that

I’m still working on my style. Still learning my body. Still restoring myself layer by layer.

But I wanted to mark this moment—this phase where I can finally say: I’m improving. I’m softening. I’m coming back to myself.

Hope you enjoyed and learned something from this post. 

Thanks for reading.

Ngumabi.

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Working, Earning, and Holding It Together

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about work, energy, and how I’m actually holding everything together behind the scenes.

I didn’t stop doing things completely, but I did take a step back—especially from heavy work. I could feel myself getting overwhelmed, and I didn’t want to push until I burned out. I’ve been there before, and I know how it starts. For me, it’s when I’m doing many things at once without a clear plan, and everything starts feeling heavy instead of productive.

At that point, even simple tasks feel like too much.

So I slowed down.

I stepped back from most client work, especially the ones that needed a lot of mental energy. I still showed up where I could, but I reduced my load on purpose. I needed space to think properly and reset my brain.

That time was important for me. Not because I was being lazy, but because I needed clarity.

I rested, yes, but I also spent time thinking about my blog and my content. I realized that I didn’t want to just keep posting or creating for the sake of it. I wanted my content to make more sense — to reflect my real life, my current season, and the things I’m actually navigating.

So I used that period to refine things. I thought about what Life in Motion really means to me. I thought about how I want to write, what kind of stories I want to tell, and how I want people to experience my blog when they come here.

This blog isn’t just about work or business. It’s about how I work, earn, and still manage life at the same time. Working from home. Managing money decisions. Trying to grow creatively. Feeling tired some days. Feeling hopeful on others. Wanting success, but also wanting peace.

That’s the reality I’m living, and that’s what I want this space to reflect.

Now that January is here, I’m slowly stepping back into my work again, including client work — but with more intention. I’m not trying to rush or overload myself. I’m choosing to move with more structure and better boundaries.

I’m also focusing on doing better with my content — on the blog and on YouTube. Not louder, not more dramatic, just better. Better quality. Better direction. Content that feels true to where I am right now.

I’ve also been quieter on social media than usual, but that was part of the same decision. I wanted less noise while I figured things out. As I start sharing more again, it will be more about supporting what I’m building here and showing real life as it’s happening.

So this is where I am at the moment — working, earning, adjusting, resting when needed, and trying to hold everything together without losing myself in the process.

That’s what Life in Motion looks like for me right now.

The Couch I’m Not Buying (Yet)

I wanted to buy a couch.

But as 2026 got closer and I looked at my finances again and again, I realized it’s not realistic to get it at the moment. Maybe not this year. Not without forcing it. And I don’t want to force anything.

Still, I don’t want to leave my living room empty again. I'm beginning to feel the desire to equip and decorate.

There’s something about an empty living room that makes a house feel unfinished, like you’re still passing through your own life. And lately, I’ve been feeling this quiet desire to decorate, to make my space feel cozy, to make my home feel intentional. That’s new for me. I’ve never really decorated before. 

Now I want comfort. Even if it’s modest.

So I started thinking: what if I make something?

I have scrap fabric — old clothes I’m cutting into pieces. My first idea was to use what I already have and spend nothing. That felt responsible. Creative. Very “make do with what you have.” I started looking for DIY couch ideas that don’t require wood or money.

But honestly?
Most of the ideas I found didn’t feel like what I wanted. I want my DIY to look like the couch I want to buy.

But the DIY projects I've seen look temporary. Or too rough. Or not something I could love in the long run. And while I’m okay with humble beginnings, I still want something that feels considered. Something I can be proud of. Something that doesn’t make me feel like I’m settling.

Then came the second idea: what if I spend a small amount? Maybe get pallets, or a simple wooden base, and then use my scrap fabric to make cushions or throws. That version looks more refined. More “real couch adjacent.” More aligned with the kind of home I’m trying to build.

But every time I think about spending that money, something in me pauses.

Because the truth is, I have other priorities right now. Things that matter more in the long run. And part of my growth has been learning not to rush aesthetics at the expense of stability. I keep reminding myself: I can save this money now and buy the couch I really want later.

So I am in between.

I don’t want to forcefully buy a couch.
I don’t want to leave my living room empty either.
I don’t want to spend money I’ll need elsewhere.
But I still want beauty. Comfort. Intention.

Lately, I’ve been looking at pouffes too. Maybe that’s the compromise. Something small. Flexible. Soft. Something that says, this space is lived in, without pretending it’s finished. I don't know.

But I’ve found one DIY idea I’m willing to try. It's not perfect, not exactly what I imagined, but good enough to start. I don’t know yet how it will turn out. I’m hoping it looks like something. I’m hoping it feels right. And if it doesn’t, I’ll adjust.

While fingers are crossed for that, I'll share how I navigate this with you. Stay tuned.