I remember the exact moment I realized I was doing it wrong. It was a Tuesday. My second kid was 4 months old. My first was in the middle of a phase where bedtime took 90 minutes and still ended in tears — usually mine. I had a 9am meeting the next morning and I…
Nobody tells you that moving abroad with kids adds a specific kind of invisible labour to your life. It’s not just the logistics — the new school system, the healthcare paperwork, the banking in a second language. It’s the mental load of navigating everything without your usual support network. The friends who used to be…
I used to think organised moms had something I didn’t. More discipline. Better habits. Maybe a partner who did more, or a job with more flexibility, or kids who slept. After building Mamá CEO and talking to hundreds of working mothers, I’ve changed my mind. The moms who seem «organised» aren’t doing more than you….
Every planning system I ever tried assumed my week would go roughly as expected. It never does. And I’m guessing yours doesn’t either. Someone gets sick. A school thing appears from nowhere. Work shifts. Your partner’s schedule changes. You planned for a productive Thursday and Thursday had other ideas. The plan falls apart and because…
Let me guess how your last morning routine attempt went. You read something inspiring — a blog post, an Instagram caption, a book about how successful people wake at 5am and meditate before the rest of the world is awake. You got motivated. You set the alarm. Maybe it even worked for two or three…
Sunday night used to be the worst part of my week. Not because anything bad was happening. Just because Monday was coming and I wasn’t ready. I’d lie in bed running through everything I hadn’t done, everything I needed to remember, everything that was going to hit me before 9am. Sleep was terrible. Mondays were…