I think at some point I just made peace with the fact that being a woman today is incredibly hard. Not in a dramatic way — just in a very real, everyday way. We live in a world where women can be absolutely anyone: we can build careers, stay home with kids, have many children or have none, travel the world, start a business, switch paths at 30, 40, 50… everything seems possible. And somehow with this freedom came pressure. Because if we can do everything, then suddenly we are expected to actually do everything. Successfully. Effortlessly. And preferably with a blowout and glowing skin.

For me, it never works like that. The moment I try to be fully present with my kids, I instantly lose time for my self-growth. And selfcare? That’s a whole different chapter. Being with kids is emotionally fulfilling, self-growth is mentally fulfilling, and selfcare is physically necessary — but all three never fit into one day. At least not for me. And maybe that’s normal.

Sometimes I feel like people expect women to be layered like a cake: soft mother, supportive partner, successful professional, inspiring friend, organized home manager, healthy eater, emotionally balanced, glowing, patient, and still somehow interesting, fun, full of ideas, and available 24/7. And honestly, I’m tired just writing this list.

And let’s be real — finding time for your husband, for cooking, for actual conversations, for keeping the household running… it’s a lot. I love being present for my family. It’s my safe space. But at the same time, I feel this constant whisper inside: you should be more. You should do more. You should create something meaningful for women, grow your platform, bring value, express your ideas. And I want that too — I genuinely do. I have so many thoughts and projects I want to bring to life, so much I want to share, especially about women’s wellbeing. But the question that always stops me is: how? How to fit all of this into the life of a wife and a mom without burning out?

Maybe the real answer is that we don’t need to have it all at the same time. Maybe life comes in seasons, and each season gives us only what we can realistically handle. And maybe the most powerful thing we can do as women is simply admit that we’re trying — not perfectly, not effortlessly, but honestly.