They say it’s like giving birth… IWD… Part 1

**FULL DISCLOSURE** The author of this post is not a woman, nor does he identify as such.

As it happens to be International Women’s Day, I thought it apt to mention how people have compared the process of starting a new business to birthing a child. To be fair, it’s nothing like birthing a child. From a purely physical perspective, I have not and never will encounter any amount of pain like that. But the gestation, the growth, the mental transformation & then the nesting, that seems a lot like the process of pregnancy and childbirth. Painful, frustrating, confusing, inspiring, all the while very rewarding in the end…

Common Bond Wellness & Yoga was an unplanned pregnancy. I was flirting with commercial leases, and, low and behold, I ended up with one. But the normal process is: write a business plan, talk with your friends and parents, create a fun logo over hours of design agony and pick a name, all of this, BEFORE you take the property. Instead, I signed my letter of intent 24 hours after viewing the space. The lease was two weeks later. We moved in 10 days after that. Surprise, you’re a commercial lessee (ie business owner?).

  • Day 1

  • Day 31

While I’d been working on my company for almost ten months at this point, the studio was never part of the plan. I happenstanced into a race against time (really money, actually) to move a studio along without time to plan or really think. Because the baby was happening.

We had no money saved or planned for this initially. And despite the availability of contractors, designers, lawyers & architects, see earlier point about money = we had to figure it out on our own (with our handy friends, brother’s in laws, and, partners). For the next 31 days, we worked morning, noon and night (while maintaining the full time jobs). Demolition, cleaning, design, build (build again), redesign, discover another project, finish the last project, and, generally, make a baby out of nothing.

And then, despite all the planning and agonizing (whilst we were sawing and swearing and sanding, oh my god, so much sanding), it was time. I turned around one day, and, the baby had arrived. I mean, it wasn’t fully formed and entirely finished, but, there was the finish line behind me, and, I had a created a studio.