I’m a stay-at-home-mom to 2 beautiful little girls (ages 1 & 2.5). Prior to having our daughters, I was a workaholic in the corporate retail industry for over 15 years. I thank my parents for passing on the hardworking gene, they were immigrants and worked long hours to put food on the table and to keep a roof over our heads. Every day, I felt so blessed to have moved to a country that could offer us opportunities we never would’ve had in my native country of Venezuela— simply by working your tail off! The minute I was old enough to work, I worked. This unwavering work ethic has led me to a successful career, living in and traveling to amazing places, and working alongside some of the most creative and sharpest business minds.
In my personal life I was also quite content. I was living with my fiancé, expecting our first child when we decided to secretly elope on Maui. The decision to marry Kyle while in Hawaii during our babymoon, was as out-of-the-blue and whimsical as the day we found out we were pregnant. We obviously knew it was a possibility but had not actively planned for it. Unfortunately, as quickly as those 8 magical months filled us with joy and excitement, it abruptly unraveled overnight. Exactly twenty days after our elopement, we were holding our son’s lifeless body in our arms. It was only a few days after discovering he was struggling with fetal SVT, which ultimately caused his heart to fail. Those were and always will be the darkest days of my life.
I returned to work a few months later, but I struggled to reintegrate myself back and find the passion I once had for my job. Everything seemed so trivial and I knew that my professional life would never be the same. I pivoted my energy towards healing my heart and to continue growing our family. We became pregnant again, and we cautiously awaited the arrival of our rainbow baby Liliana (Lily). She was born a few months before Harry’s 2nd anniversary, and 16 months later came our sweet Camila (Kah-mee-lah). I never went back to work after Lily was born because I couldn’t imagine leaving my tiny baby at the care of a stranger. I slowly transitioned to becoming at SAHM and let me tell you, it was the most demanding job I’ve EVER had. To say I was overwhelmed, is an understatement. I was not only sleep deprived, but I was isolated, depressed, clueless and beyond overwhelmed in my new role. Every single day I questioned whether putting my professional career on hold was really the best decision for me, because working a day job would’ve been a million times easier.
I’m embarrassed to say I didn’t really get back on my feet until after my second daughter was about 4 months old. One day, after feeling guilty for not having time for my friends, my husband or even myself— something inside of me clicked, and my inside voice said to me: “Stop letting this own you, you’re better than this, you have to stop feeling like you’re drowning!”. I was letting my grief and stress steer me along this new chapter in my life. So, I did what I had always done when I’m under pressure: work like a maniac to figure out how I can efficiently tackle everything on my plate. Since that day, I’ve looked at all aspects of my life—motherhood, career ambitions, relationships, health, and nutrition, to name a few; and I’ve set myself goals that I chip away at every day. I am no longer drowning and feel like a much healthier grasp on my new life. After losing Harry, as cliché as it sounds, taught me that life is too short to not live the life you want to live—every.single.day.
This is what brought me to start this blog. I want to inspire all my fellow moms to improve their lives in any way that they can. You too can be happy and successful as the CEO of your home. Being a SAHM is exhausting but it does not have to feel so daunting.
Be healthy Mami!