28/08/2026
A year ago today I gave birth to twins.
As I sit here and reflect on the wild journey it has been, I wanted to put into words what it has meant to become a mother, become a leader, and learn so many life lessons in such a short time.
There have been some hilarious moments too. One when we were in hospital and one nurse said she hadn’t been peed on by a baby in her 15-year career. Quite promptly, Clara projectile shat on her..... Those little alien beings that come out.... How small and seemingly unconscious they are, and how quickly they start to build and develop, is an incredible thing to witness.
Another moment I still laugh about: I left them alone for a few minutes when they were about eight months old. I came back to find one had vomited and the other had decided to play in it, wiping vomit all over the other one’s face.
There has been incredible joy. There has also been an untold amount of levelling up. I had to reach the depths of who I am to survive not just one baby, but two.
There were days of insanity. I still remember the stretch between three and five months that nobody seems to talk about, when babies don’t have their own melatonin in their system yet and you have to rock, sing and sway them to sleep. My husband was working and I didn’t have a baby on me for 20 minutes from 6:30am until 7pm. One up, one down. We called it whack-a-mole!
but the deeper learnings sit underneath all of that...
The first was to slow down. To be on the carpet in the lounge, watching, breathing, and noticing what my babies needed. To let go of grand plans and the things I thought I was missing. To just be here now. I bring that into conversations with friends, coaching with clients, and the awareness I have of myself.
The second is handling huge emotion. Sitting with myself, breathing, regulating my children, and doing everything I can to stay at an even keel. When they sleep, I sleep. I don’t fill that time with things that don’t matter. What matters is my presence, my groundedness, and meeting my own needs as soon as I can.
The third is expressing those needs. Asking for support. Reaching out. Delegating as much as possible so I wasn’t carrying everything myself.
The last is compassion. After being so maxed out and in survival mode, I learned not to give myself even more grief when things were hard. Unregulated behaviour doesn’t define who I am. It is often the result of the circumstances I am in.
These two adorable, tiny humans are now one year old. They are the light of my and JP’s life. They have created so much meaning and depth, and they have brought our family together more so than ever along with the proud big sisters Manon and Leah.
Clara and Matteo, I could never have imagined the depths of this journey. And here I am, your mother, in this beautiful experience we call life.
If you are in a season of becoming (parent, leader, or both), I hope this reminds you that the hard parts are also where the real growth lives.