Teenage motherhood isn’t for the faint of heart. One day you’re wiping noses, the next you’re tossing car keys and wondering when your baby turned into someone taller than you.

The Chaos and the Magic Motherhood in the early years is nothing if not contradictory. It’s equal parts exhaustion and wonder, sticky hands tugging at your clothes while your heart swells so big it feels like it might burst. You learn quickly that “sleeping in” is a relic of the past, and that coffee is no longer optional—it’s survival. Finding My Footing In those early years, I didn’t just learn how to mother my kids—I learned how to mother myself, too. To forgive myself for

Leadership isn’t about being interesting. It’s about being interested. When I first started leading teams, I thought leadership meant having the loudest ideas and the best PowerPoint deck. Spoiler alert: it doesn’t. Then I stumbled on this principle from Dale Carnegie’s Golden Book : “Be a good listener. Encourage others to talk about themselves.” Simple. Profound. Game-changing. The Power of Listening Most people listen to respond. Leaders listen to understand.Carnegie wasn’

Four generations. One diagnosis. A lifetime of progress.

When I started my infertility journey back in the early 2000s, the industry felt more like a secret society than a science. It was all whispers in waiting rooms, whispered prayers over Clomid, and bulletin boards filled with baby dust emojis.

Leadership isn’t about having all the answers. It’s about asking the right questions — especially the uncomfortable ones: Who am I when things fall apart? How do I make others feel in my presence?