I felt like a melancholy feather before motherhood awakened my passions. I had floated through various jobs and careers, kind of liking some of them, but never feeling that spark or “flow” the lucky amongst us (unintentionally?) brag about.
It wasn’t motherhood itself that became my full passion, but it ignited the discovery.
I owned a home organizing business before and during my pregnancy, and had to hire other women to take on my clients when my belly became a barrier between myself, and all the stuff I had to move around on the job. While my cut of their organizing sessions was decent, it wasn’t enough to adequately supplement my husband’s booming teaching income.