"Tell your wife to get a job" are the exact words that I read as I glanced over the brightly lit screen on an object most people now rely on a daily basis. Words mentioned by a stranger who did not know me; I will never let those words get to me, but I will always remember the true meaning behind it ( my own meaning). I've always had the urge to run a business from such a young age. I setup a lemonade stand during my mother's garage sales in the summer and by the next year, I was helping my uncle run his vintage garage sales; okay, checking off the items that sold and putting everything back in it's place. That was a lot of work for an 8-year old at the time. While I was pregnant, I started my vintage shop on Etsy and spent time taking photographs and listing all the items for sale. I love vintage decor and it became the perfect hobby looking for items to fill people's spaces with. Coincidentally, the day before I started my Etsy shop, I went into labor. A few months later, I started selling again and this time had even more motivation to start finding more treasures. The largest item I sold was a 1920's vintage solid wood chair, which happily went to it's customer to Texas via Greyhound express. Oh, the things you learn to save every penny! As I scoured my closet filled with clothes I barely or never wore, I started selling on Instagram under @prettyblushshop. This is how I discovered the other side of Instagram and met so many new mamas in the same boat as me! I remember hosting my first giveaway which was an Orla Kiely for Target makeup bag filled with beauty products I scored off of Glossybox. I really didn't know what I was doing, but it made me happy to put a smile on someone's face. I remember the winner, she actually now has her own vintage shop on Etsy called House of Oh Vintage. A few months down the road, I eventually changed my IG name from @prettyblushshop to @thesweetpotatoe and started this new journey! I remember speaking to someone in San Francisco who was a veteran of the clothing business and he gave me some excellent advice. "How old is your son?", he muttered slowly. I told him "6-months old..." I will forever remember his words: "Remember, they are only young once. He's your priority right now and it takes a lot of hard work and patience to care for a baby on your own all day. If you want to get into this business, start slowly and be patient. It's a lot of work." My heart sank, as I wanted to jump into things and make everything happen in my Gemini-brain all at once. He was right though and I will forever remember that great piece of advice. A year later, I can truly understand where he was coming from.