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75 Days to Remember Her: My Womb, My Wellness, My Why

I’m four days into my 75 Hard Womb Cleanse, and let me just say… this feels different. Not just because I’m eating more raw veggies and sipping on beet smoothies (though, yes—I've had one every day since Sunday). But because this time, I’m not doing it for aesthetics. I’m doing it for her—my womb.


Tomatoes, cucumbers, mushrooms, onions—these salads I’ve been building are more than food. They’re offerings. Every bite of fruit, every gulp of beet juice, every capsule of red raspberry leaf… it’s all an act of remembrance.

Because somewhere along the way, I realized I’d drifted.


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I hadn’t been eating for my womb. I hadn’t been nourishing her. I was eating for flavor. For comfort. For distraction. But not for connection.

And when I finally slowed down enough to notice, that truth hit deep.

This cleanse isn’t just about raw foods and herbal support—it’s about reclaiming a relationship I didn’t even know I had neglected. Red raspberry leaf has reminded me that herbs don’t just help the physical. They hold us emotionally, spiritually, ancestrally. And that reconnection has felt like coming home.


So yes, a lot of my womb work in the past has been centered in joy, ritual, creativity. But now? I’m in an era of health. A chapter where discipline and devotion dance together. Where food becomes medicine, and intention leads every plate.

And let me tell you—my energy is up, my mind feels clear, and my creativity is flowing. All of this, just four days in.


One thing I’ve remembered: the gut sits right above the womb. So what I feed myself, I feed her. And she’s been hungry for real care.

This is what this 75-day journey is about for me: remembrance.

Of nourishment. Of worth. Of wholeness.

No more eating just to eat.

No more ignoring the signals.

I’m choosing intention over indulgence.

Discipline over distraction.

Care over chaos.

And I’m so damn grateful to feel this shift.

Because healing the womb isn’t just about rituals and moon baths.

Sometimes, it starts in the kitchen.

 
 
 

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