05/01/2026
Not the brunch. Not the flowers. Not the card that gets opened and forgotten by Tuesday.
And not just for the moms.
For the woman who is a mother and barely recognizes herself anymore. For the woman who is desperately trying to become one and quietly falling apart on the inside. For the woman who has lost one — a baby, a mother, a dream. For the woman who chose a different path and still gets asked why. For the woman who has mothered everyone around her her entire life without ever being called that.
I see you. All of you.
Mother’s Day can be the most beautiful day of the year. It can also be the hardest. Sometimes it’s both at the same time. I know that personally.
What I also know is this — every single one of you deserves to feel good in your body. Not ten pounds from now. Not after the next chapter of your life begins. Right now. As you are. While you’re in the middle of it.
Taking care of yourself isn’t selfish. It’s survival. And sometimes it’s the bravest thing you can do.
BAQ exists for the woman who is ready to do something — finally — just for herself.
A few spots are open this month. You deserve to be in one of them.
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