That’s it. I give up.


I’m a new mom to a patient, sweet, lovely, clever, funny baby boy.

He’s 5 months old. That’s how long I’ve been sleep deprived.

I realize after having him that I know next to nothing about my pelvic floor. And it turns out that having a healthy, stable, strong and toned pelvic floor helps create the correct foundation for each movement in the body. In particular, it helps during pregnancy, birth and post birth.

Which helps to explain why my body feels overly achy, tired and sore.

But allow me to backtrack, as my body isn’t exactly the topic of this blog, but merely a jumping off point.


Merci, 2015


Everything takes at least 3 times longer with a baby. I intended to write and publish this WEEKS ago.

Alas, ladies & gents, I finally present you my “Merci 2015” post told in pics and captions. Last year, I wrote a similar blog (Merci, 2014) with the intention of digesting all the good that came into my life. I’ve learned that when you practice gratitude, you create space for more gifts in your life. And, well, 2015 showered me with gifts alright. It did not go AT ALL how I planned it. Finding out I was pregnant, and subsequently rearranging everything in my life to prepare for the baby, threw all my desires and plans out the window. This resulted in an initial period of deep grieving and mourning, followed by surrender and acceptance.


My body never left, so why get it back?


Oh, how I’ve come to loathe the expression “get your body back.” As in, “don’t worry, it’s only a matter of time before you stop looking pregnant, because let’s face it, you no longer are.” Or, “yes, you may have a newborn in your hands, and you’re hardly getting any sleep, but let’s talk about how to look like none of this happened or is happening.”

Ladies and gents, I’ve been navigating the postpartum world, and it ain’t pretty.


My name is Mishel Ixchel. I’m an Ecuadorian-born & NYC-bred magic and medicine woman, and I teach the art of Exquisite Self Care.