A mother sits at her desk, her project on pause, wondering how to shape the rest of the year productively—how to still have meaningful deliverables, both professionally and personally.

Surprisingly, she’s not stressed. She’s not anxious. She’s not worried.

Because deep down, she’s not that person anymore.

Today, I want to share how motherhood has changed me—not just my schedule or priorities, but me as a person.

I used to be that girl—anxious, always striving, constantly worried about doing my best at work and chasing my dreams. She hasn't disappeared, but she's evolved. She became a mother.

At first, I fought hard to be perfect at both roles—an ideal professional and an ideal mother. But slowly, I learned to pause, breathe, and accept what really matters right now. My daughter and my family need me more than anything else, and that’s okay.

This woman—formerly a girl who never understood the power of acceptance—has changed. She still dreams. She still wants to achieve. But she’s choosing to pause—for her mental health, her energy, and her peace.

She’s more resilient now. A little more vocal. She’s learned the value of speaking up—not just from motherhood, but from adapting to a new culture, a new life.

The woman who once couldn’t sleep after an unproductive day now finds rest easier—although, ironically, she still doesn't sleep much because her daughter has other plans!

I’ve never glorified motherhood. Honestly, I’ve always wondered why people do—maybe they’re not telling the full story. I adore my daughter deeply, but I’m also one of those mothers who feels a little lighter when she heads off to nursery, because that space to recharge matters too.

This version of me is new—and I love her.

She’s more grounded, more aware, more whole. She has grown.

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