Mom Mentor. Life Coach. Spiritual Guide. Goal Coach. Journey Navigator.
Many different titles, same basic goal.
I want to help.
My whole life, I get the most joy from being able to help others. To listen to them, to guide them, to share my experiences so that they can work on theirs.
I always knew I wanted to help people in some way. First I thought I wanted to be a teacher (whoops – turns out I don’t like kids). Then I was going to be a social worker. Then maybe a counsellor.
I’ve never been one of those people who just KNEW what they wanted to be. I think partially because I’ve spent my life trying to be what everyone else wanted me to be (but more on that another time). But also because, I just hadn’t found it yet.
Fast forward to having a baby and suffering from PPD. I’ve never felt so alone in my life. Not because I didn’t have people (I had many wonderful people) but because I was so absorbed in my own journey. So afraid of the judgement of others. So afraid of saying the wrong thing and being chastised. So overwhelmed by ALL the advice and the “You shoulds”
I really felt there was a gap in the care for women going through this time. There was TONS of care for the baby, but not for the mental health of the mom. There was no professional around to say “Hey, a baby was just pushed/pulled out of your body. You’re a hot mess of hormones and sleep deprevation…how are you emotionally?” No one to say “Listen, it’s cool if you don’t like this screaming tiny human right now. You will.” or “It’s OK if babies aren’t your thing.”
And it’s not neccesarily that people didn’t say these things to me, but I think it would have been really helpful to talk this out in a 100% judgement-free space to someone who knew what I was going through. Similar to a friend, but not someone that I actually knew.
I knew I wanted to be this person for other moms. I knew I wanted to create this person for other women/parents.
I shelved this idea for awhile because I wasn’t ready. I was still not in a great head space and well, I got pregnant again.
Fast forward again to February 2019 when I really started to mull this over in my head. I had always thought I had to go back to school to become this person until I met with a really talented coach (Kristi Hrivnak – check her out) who said “Uh, you have a degree in Psychology – I would say you are qualified” She also had the amazing advice to say “Just go for it, what’s the worst that could happen? Have an open mind and see what happens.”
And I was like holy shit – you’re right.
So, here we are. I put it out into the ether and found myself with 3 really wonderful clients/guinea pigs who are helping me while I help them.
I’m still nervous before every session. I still wonder if I’m really cut out for this. What do I know? I’m sure they’re going to realize that I’m a phony or something.
Then then after every session, I have the biggest grin on my face because I’m living my true purpose. I’ve even been told that I’m HELPING (WHAAAA!)
It’s funny because it HAS morphed a bit already. It’s not what I had originally envisioned in the sense that a lot of the women who reached out to me, just want to talk about shit in a non-judgemental space and honestly, I’m 100% here for it. I love being able to do that.
So phase 1 of 9,000,000 is complete. I’ve started, and that’s really, really exciting.