Congrats Mommy
Becoming a mom changes everything—but no one really prepares you for this part.
The overwhelm.
The loss of identity.
The constant second-guessing.
And then… the deeper layers hit.
The pull between traditions and your own truth.
The pressure of culture, expectations, and “how it’s always been done.”
The quiet fear of repeating the parts of your childhood you swore you’d never become.
You already love your baby deeply—but at times, you feel disconnected from yourself… and unsure of who you’re becoming in the process.
That’s exactly why I created Empowered Mom Coaching.
A space where you can untangle what’s yours and what isn’t.
Where you can break patterns without guilt.
Where you can take small, intentional steps toward becoming the kind of mother—and woman—you actually want to be.
Because this isn’t just about raising your child…
it’s about not losing yourself while you do it.
My Motherhood Journey
My journey into motherhood didn’t begin with softness—it began with control.
During my first pregnancy, I was surrounded… but not always seen. My grandmother-to-be had strong opinions about everything—what was right, what was wrong, what kind of mother I should be. There wasn’t much room for me in my own experience. I didn’t really get the chance to enjoy my pregnancy—I was too busy trying to get it “right.”
By the time my second pregnancy came, everything shifted.
I found myself alone.
A single mom to a one-year-old… and four months pregnant.
I was exhausted in every way—physically, emotionally, mentally. I was overworked, undernourished, hormonal… and it showed. There were days I didn’t recognize myself. Days where I was just surviving, holding it together for my babies with whatever I had left.
And still—I kept going.
My third pregnancy was different.
This time, there was love. There was support. There was a partner—my now husband—who stood beside me instead of over me. But more than that… I was different. I had grown into a single, working mom of two. I had learned how to carry weight I never thought I could.
But growth didn’t mean it was easy.
I was still navigating the pull of a codependent mother who often overstepped, trying to take control of my first child. I was learning how to set boundaries I was never taught to have. I was figuring out co-parenting while still healing parts of myself.
Motherhood, for me, has never been one clean, beautiful chapter.
It’s been layered. Messy. Painful. Empowering.
It’s been about unlearning, rebuilding, and choosing—over and over again—what kind of mother I want to be.
And somewhere along the way… I found my voice.
And that is my hope for you. I'm here to help you to get in touch with the mom you wish to be and create a bond with your little one that comes from love and not from a past of hurt, fear, or shame. Or even someone else's expectations.
It's all about you and your little
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