A year ago, I found myself without a job — and without a sense of self.

My options?
Find another corporate job, try one of those online hustles that promise millions after you buy the course, or… sell pics of my feet.

So, I updated my resume, reflected a little, got a pedicure — and came to the realization that I had never truly thrived in my corporate roles. Sure, I won an award along the way, but promotions were rare, and I was never great at playing the ladder-climbing game.

However, I became VERY good at…
Dimming my light. Sitting on ideas. Bottling up any trace of passion or joy I had left.

I showed up to meetings as a muted-down, cautious version of myself for so long that I completely forgot how fun it is to be me!!

Two Problems, One Unexpected Solution

1.      I was in the bathroom, on my knees, begging my toddler to poop… so she didn’t poop in the middle of the night and wake up with a sore bum.

I was tired and frustrated. I needed a life plan and a solution to potty problems.

2.      I had a deep-seated desire to find a place in this world where my endless number of ideas were celebrated, not condemned. I imagined working with a publisher who would be thrilled with all the creative ways I could develop an idea.

I could hear the voice of one of my past teachers saying, “The best opportunity is the one in front of you.” 

The New Chapter

I wrote I’m Not Pooping quickly. After all, I had been researching on the front lines for months. Even the earliest draft helped my daughters’ potty progress. This was so encouraging! I hadn’t felt so connected to the impact of my work in years.

Then I wrote 12 Days of Getting Ready for Christmas right after I messaged my family to tell them what day to block for Christmas. It was the most joyful expression of myself I’ve ever had. It was a delight to write.

I didn’t have a publishing deal, and I’m on a first-name basis with spellcheck — but I had stories to tell, little eyes to inspire, and my husband's unwavering support.

I gave myself space to play, relearn design software, and figure it out.

And for the first time in a long time, I felt like me again.

Where I Am Now

·       I’m present. More present today than I’ve been in my entire life. I enjoy slow mornings with cuddles and coffee. We even had a sword fight with celery stalks while I packed lunches today, haha. These moments validate my decision to bet on myself every single day.

·       I’m in the uncomfortable transition between print-on-demand resources and becoming an active publisher. It’s messy and unclear, but it’s magical seeing my books come to life in high-quality production, the way I intended.

·       I’m learning new skills and more about myself every day. Who knew I would have audio equipment in my office and know how to use it? Well, I’m still working on the last part, but I’m developing new skills and diving in with both feet.

An Invitation for You

If you’re reading this and have smiled, laughed, or had the feels, I invite you to follow along and reach out. Cuz it can be lonely outside of those safe corporate walls.

And if you’re thinking about trying something you’ve never done before, I say do it. Be bold, brave and believe in yourself.

You don’t need to have it all figured out to start writing a new chapter.

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This blog is a journal of my journey.
About mom life, Author life, or maybe just life-life.

This is a safe, honest space for growth and plot twists.

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