On being a mom in midlife

Thinking about having two teens in midlife today. How many of you are in your 50s with young teens at home? I am lucky to be one of these moms. I had my kids after several miscarriages and testing to correct a blood clotting condition which led me to Max at 39 and Luka at 42. For me it was perfect. At the time. 

Where I felt strain was after taking a decade off to run some small businesses so I could stay home and be there for them when they were in grade school. I don’t regret those years one bit but where it showed up as strain in my life was when I tried to re-enter the work force. For the first time ever, all my experience, education and hutzpah added up to a big fat zero. 

This sent me into a tail spin. For a few years. Yes. A few years. No one would call me back. No one would answer my resumes. Nada. Big fat zilch. 

I pride myself on being strong. Smart. Savvy. Experienced. Able to kick ass at the drop of a hat ~ but this massive well of silence tested me and I failed. Well, I felt I failed in the moment. Now when I look back at that period I realize that the time I took was a gift and I weathered the storm and I did the hard work and I conquered the negative self talk and ripped down my limiting beliefs. 

It was not easy and I did get some help from a coach and I am now on the other side ready to share and kick ass with you. 

I am a so lucky to have this beautiful family and be where I am right now. It is all I need and want. How I choose to hold my life and how I choose to talk to myself is 100% in my control. A tough lesson as we humans are wired to flee and defend. 🌿