1 October 2020
I became a mother at a young age, 23, to be exact. That “title” defines me, fills me and consumes me. I plan my life around “what I need to do” and “who I need to be” in order to fulfil my children’s needs. My career was “limited” to what was best for my children, and I lived a wonderful, satisfying life with great memories that I had built while bringing up my
children.
One day, I realised that being a mother is a job that has an expiry date, kind of! As my children grew up and began to live their own lives, I found that there were lesser things for me to do with them. The hollowness inside of me, that was once filled with my children and their needs, was deafening. “To whom now should I channel all the love that I have in my heart?” I asked.
Coaching came knocking at my door back in 2017. Through a good friend, I was introduced to coaching and began the journey of understanding who I am, and what I wanted in this life. I embraced coaching and the “being” of a coach naturally and started my journey to support anyone and everyone who crosses my path. My relationship with my children has continued to grow beautifully as I am now able to be a better mother by employing coaching skills when I interact with them and be the support they need to navigate through their own life journeys.