Category: Mom, Mommy, Bruh!

• HERFORMATION —The Night I Realized I Was On My Own

  

  I was about fourteen or fifteen years old when I first realized something many children should never have to realize.I was on my own.Not in the sense that no one loved me. My mother loved me in the way she knew how. But addiction has a way of changing the roles inside a family. It…

• HERFORMATION – The Prayer Before the Application

  

  The moment I decided to apply for the VP role didn’t happen in a conference room.It happened quietly.At home.At my desk.Sitting alone.I remember staring at the screen and saying a prayer to myself.Not the polished kind people say in public. The honest kind.“God, why would you want me to apply for a role that we…

• HERFORMATION – Outgrowing Versions of Myself

  Growth is strange.Not because it changes your life overnight.But because it slowly changes what feels familiar.The conversations you once entertained feel different.The reactions that once felt automatic feel optional.The environments you once fit into start to feel… tight.Not wrong.Just smaller.And that’s been one of the most disorienting parts of becoming.Realizing that growth doesn’t just add…

• HERFORMATION — Becoming in real time.

  I used to think becoming would feel louder.Like a breakthrough moment.A clear before and after.A version of me I could point to and say,“There. That’s who I am now.”But lately, I’m realizing something quieter.Becoming doesn’t arrive.It unfolds.This season of my life doesn’t look dramatic from the outside.I’m still working.Still mothering.Still showing up in rooms where…

• MothHERload Monday: How I Use ChatGPT to Manage My Mental Load (and My Christmas List )

  Some moms have planners.Some have sticky notes.I have ChatGPT. It’s become my digital co-pilot—the one thing keeping the invisible MothHERload from turning into complete chaos. How It Started: The Mental Tabs Were Overwhelming I used to keep everything in my head: appointments, shopping lists, deadlines, school emails, meals, and birthdays. And every forgotten thing felt…

• MothHERload Monday: When Flexibility Isn’t Flexible Anymore

  This morning, while packing lunches and answering Teams messages, I realized something: the hardest part of my day isn’t the work itself—it’s what I’ve lost. Flexibility. Peace. Choice. And I know I’m not alone. Right now in 2025, mothers of young children are leaving the U.S. workforce at the steepest rate in decades. Nearly 3%…

• MothHERload Monday: The Heavy Cost of Being a Working Mom in 2025

  This past week, I read about how working moms are leaving the U.S. workforce in record numbers.Not because they’ve lost ambition.Not because they’ve stopped caring about their careers. But because the MothHERload has become too heavy to carry alone. The New Pressures on Mothers For many of us, the challenges aren’t new—just intensified: Childcare costs…

• MothHERload Monday: The Labor of Love in Motherhood (And Who Carries Me)

  The other day, someone asked me a question that stopped me cold:“Who takes care of you while you take care of everyone else?” For a moment, I didn’t have an answer.I felt that familiar ache rise up—because most days, it feels like I carry the world while no one carries me. But as I sat…

• MothHERload Monday: Why “Messy Motherhood” Is Still Beautiful

  Last week, I tucked my daughter into bed and replayed the day in my head.The screen time I allowed so I could finish work.The meltdown in the grocery store I couldn’t diffuse.The chicken nuggets instead of the Pinterest-worthy meal I’d planned. And then that voice crept in:“Maybe I’m not getting this mom thing right.” The…

• MothHERload Monday: The Daily Decisions That Matter Most

  Motherhood is full of decisions—some small, some heavy, all constant. Last week, I caught myself second-guessing everything: Should I let my 3-year-old wear rain boots even though it wasn’t pouring yet?Should I answer that Teams message during drop-off?Should I cook dinner from scratch or order takeout and save my sanity? Individually, these choices feel minor.…