Time blurs pain and the whole birthing experience itself. So they say. Absolutely true in my case, but what time did not blur was the feeling I had after my first born was lying on my chest: a surging panic attack while thinking: “Now what?” This delivery came with no manual.
The only thing I always wanted in my life was my own family. I was never really the career type of woman. But when I finally had my tiny little first born lying on my chest I panicked. Fully aware that there was no return, no way out. Why is it that we mothers-to-be learn all the breathing for pain control during labour but nothing really prepares us for the time AFTER giving birth?!
I guess everyone will figure out for themselves. So after the next couple of bumpy weeks (you don’t want details) of adjusting I found my rhythm and truly loved being a mum including the inevitable chaos. I could even live my creative side to the fullest, with home made play dough, finger colours to smear on the windows pretending it’s an Easter bunny or get the whole kitchen covered in flour while hosting a pizza making event for a bunch of three years old. LOVED it. My new obsession was styling birthday parties. Needless to say that every birthday in our house had a theme. Yep.
Time went by until I found myself baking a Kasimir cake on my own, because my kids have grown into teenagers. I swear this happens over night, and without any warning. They have no more time for kids stuff. I found myself without a project, jobless and bored to death.
I needed something new, something fulfilling. Going back to my trained job as a beautician? No thanks. I wanted something more meaningful but still creative. After a few sessions of life coaching, I finally decided to give the photography a chance. I had been a photographer for many many years already, just never on the professional side.
My new source of energy is helping aspiring women who are raising families while running businesses, trying not to get lost in the process. It never fails to amaze me how energetic and determined yet adaptable these women are. I cherish every client and look forward to listening to their very own unique story. I feel nothing but sheer joy in the process of translating their story into compelling imagery. Yes, I have found my passion. But the best part? I get to help others implement theirs, too.
