There was a moment in my life when everything changed. I became a mother to a sweet little boy, and that was the turning point when I realized I needed to approach my life differently. The idea of being there for him, being a role model, sparked the intuition that it was time to let go of old habits and start pursuing my dreams.
The Realization: Time for Change
Every day I looked into my son’s eyes and saw his curiosity, the unfulfilled expectations he had of the world around him. For him, I knew I had to be the best role model. But before I could embrace this change, I found myself in a hopeless situation. I was trapped in destructive habits, without consistency or direction. Life felt like an endless cycle of procrastination and self-doubt, making it hard to find purpose or meaning.
The statistics were discouraging: over 60% of people feel stuck in their routines, and I was living proof of that. It was frustrating to realize that I wasn’t just wasting my dreams, but also my potential. Every day felt like a missed opportunity, where fear and self-doubt held me back from becoming the person I wanted to be—not just for myself, but for my son. It was time to break free from the cycle and start creating a life that aligned with my true goals.
I remember the moments I sat on the couch at home while my little boy played. His laughter filled the room, but it also reminded me that I wasn’t being the mom he deserved. In his eyes, I saw not only love but the hope that I could be more. He needed someone who not only took care of him but faced the world with an open heart. Someone who showed him it was okay to fail and get back up, teaching him that resilience is an essential tool in everyday life.
The Leap Worth Taking: From Fear to Joy
But there came a moment when I decided that enough was enough. I still remember the day I made the decision: I was going to change my life. Yes, I was scared. My heart was pounding in my chest, my nerves were all over the place, and the fear of failure was holding me back. But despite the fear, I knew that staying where I was wouldn’t lead to the life I wanted for myself or my son. So, I took the leap, uncertain but determined.
What if I couldn’t do it? What if I let my little boy down? But on the other hand, there was an overwhelming sense of excitement. The possibility of reshaping my life gave me the strength to take the leap. The fear of failure was still there, but so was the hope and excitement for something better. I realized that the chance to create a new path for both of us was worth the risk, and that was what ultimately gave me the courage to move forward.
I left my old environment behind and cut all ties with outsiders. It felt like shedding an old skin, like I could finally breathe again. It was a mix of joy and sadness—joy for the freedom that lay ahead, and sadness for what I was leaving behind. I felt as though I was discovering a new version of myself, bit by bit; one no longer trapped in old patterns, but with the strength to look forward and embrace the unknown.
I started exploring my passions. What did I truly want? What made my heart race? It was a journey of self-discovery. As I walked with my son, I asked myself questions I had long ignored. It was beautiful to realize I could be more than just a mom—I could have dreams and ambitions too. After a few months, I took the leap and began my freelance career. Although I had doubts, each completed project brought a growing sense of fulfillment and belief in myself.
The journey to where I am now wasn’t always easy, but it was absolutely worth it. At times, it felt like I was balancing on a shaky rope bridge between motherhood and my new career. Yet, with each step, I discovered that I was stronger than I ever thought. It felt like dancing through life, with my little boy by my side. I taught him it’s okay to fall, as long as you get back up. These lessons weren’t just for him, but for me as well. If I can do it, so can he.
Today, I’m grateful for the journey. It has not only allowed me to pursue my dreams but also to become the mother I always wanted to be. When I look at my little boy, I don’t just see his curiosity—I see the spark of hope, the hope that he will chase his own dreams, just as I am chasing mine. Life is too short to dwell in the shadow of what could have been. Instead, it’s about embracing the present and building the future.
So here I stand, from mom to freelancer, and the adventure is far from over.
Read more every week about my journey as a freelancer: how it all started, the projects I’ve worked on, and how things are going now.
See you soon!
Naomi
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