I sometimes think about what people think about when they see me wearing my baby girl and doing an Instagram story.
“Why is she back to work so soon?”
“Why is she working with her baby?”
“Why hasn’t she taken a longer maternity leave?”
I know it’s not my job to wonder what other people think, and that it’s a total waste of energy! I also know that the ways I think others are judging me, are really just the voices of my own self-judgements.
The self-judgment says, “Jillian, you should be farther ahead by now. You should be further along by now.” Can you relate?
Sometimes I forget just how far I HAVE come. Sometimes I forget what life was like five years ago when I wasn’t able to buy a washer/dryer and had to hand wash my son’s cloth diapers in the bathroom sink.
Before we had visitors to our home, we (my partner and I) would quickly wash the poopy diaper inserts by hand and then hang them to dry. I believe we had a grand total of three cloth diapers to start out, so no matter what, they had to be washed everyday, or we didn’t have any diapers for the next day.
My partner had just started a new job in NJ at a health food store at something like minimum wage. It was going to be temporary until he landed a higher paying blue collar industry kinda crane job — like the one he had in Louisiana before my pregnant self was like, ‘f this place I can’t do it!’
You know, some part of me doesn’t actually want to have to work at all. That part of me wants to be completely provided for, without having to lift a finger. I’m still trying to figure her out.
We soldiered through tough months, but we also got to work changing.
Changing our beliefs. Finding gratitude. Changing our thinking patterns. Opening our minds to new information and new ways of perceiving money (and life, really).
My income at the time? Was dependent on physical labor, and my body was tired from nursing a tiny human and being up all hours of the night.
I felt irresponsible. It hurt. All the times I would get to the grocery check out counter and ride the anxiety roller coaster, fearing that my card would be declined. Feeling the suspense as the little machine would roll the dice for me.
Approved, or declined.
What would we have to put back? The coconut oil?
Getting everything I needed wasn’t my reality. How could I possibly figure out how to get what I wanted? How could I possibly figure out how to live that free feeling life I saw in my mind, and that I saw others living?
Some women have to bring their babies to day care or to a baby sitter so they can go back to work. At that time in my life, with my first, I will own that I chose to scrape by so I could be home with my son.
It was a) be at home with him and scrape by, or b) find someone to ‘watch’ him aka raise him, while I worked.
I chose what I chose.
But I also promised myself that I would find a way. That I would create streams of income not dependent on my real-time efforts. That I would figure it out, and that I would take action every day, for as long as I needed to.
Life now? Eight weeks after my second daughter arrived here on planet earth? Five and a half years from the time I gave birth to my first?
I work from home — sometimes from the yard, or from the kitchen counter. I get to serve incredible women. I’ve built a business around my joy, love, and passion for writing.
I create money via products, programs, and services that excite me. I’ve made hundreds and thousands of dollars online (since the birth of my business — with a small readership/community), and I’m empowered when it comes to creating money with my soul nudges and ideas.
This time around, I was able to hire a postpartum doula to help me transition into life as a mother of two. I was able to REST so much more (I’m still kinda resting as I write this).
Is my life perfect? OMGOSH — no. I have plenty of challenges and lessons and areas in which I’m growing. I’m human. But I’m not sitting around waiting for a windfall anymore. I’m not wondering HOW to get there. I’m also not launching my products and services to crickets like I was in the beginning!
When I said, I would figure it out, I meant it. For me, figuring it out involved investing tens of thousands of dollars into mentorship and education — often when I didn’t actually have the money. But that’s a topic for another day…
The message here today isn’t about that, the message is that developing programs and products that you can sell, that aren’t dependent on your physical energy in real-time, can take you into a new dimension, and offer you a total paradigm shift.
This is what I want for every woman, in whatever way best serves her — that she can rest when she needs and wants to rest, that she can work (using her gifts) in ways that make sense for her as a partner, daughter, and mother.
That she can create, and live within, an environment that supports her cyclical nature.
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