"Mi piace molto il tuo nome."

"I don't think I can keep up anymore."

That's what I whispered to myself, sitting at my desk after maternity leave.

We recently celebrated the 13th birthday of our son during a long weekend in London. He is officially a teenager.

Back then, he was a tiny baby, and I was a mess.

Before having him, I was the yes-woman at work. Energy trading, big responsibility, hitting every target.

After? Everything felt different.

My focus was split. My confidence was gone. Even positive feedback only helped for about five minutes before the doubts crept back in.

The turning point came from the most unexpected place.

A colleague shared her own struggles with working motherhood. Just one honest conversation.

That opened the door to finding other working moms, joining like-minded groups, and finally realizing: I wasn't broken. I was just learning a new way to be excellent.

Here’s what I wish I could tell my younger self:

Be kinder to yourself.

Motherhood made you stronger, not weaker.

Balance isn't perfection. It’s what works for your family.

The imposter syndrome didn't disappear. But it went from a loud scream to a quiet whisper.

Looking at my teenager now, I see that the scared new mom was doing better than she thought.

What's one thing you'd tell someone going through this now?

#change #workingmom #youarenotalone

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