Worthy Beyond the To-Do List

Rediscovering Myself Beyond Motherhood, Business, and Perfection

As a hardworking mom with my own business, I’ve spent the past decade clawing my way back from the depths of life’s challenges.

I’ve faced obstacles, but I’ve never given up. My kids have seen me rise, and they’ve watched me create a thriving coaching business while navigating the complexities of motherhood.

I’ve found my forever partner, and together, we’ve blended a beautiful family. On the outside, it may seem like everything is falling into place, but on the inside, I’ve been defining myself by what I do rather than who I am.

The kitchen I run, the laundry I wash and fold, the rides I give to and from sports and appointments, and the countless other tasks I take on to make our lives “perfect.”

Recently, these responsibilities began to feel like the essence of my identity. I lost sight of myself as a person, not just a doer. I became overwhelmed by the pressure to create a flawless home, to be the perfect mom, and to show up in every area of my life with unwavering commitment.

One day, during a coaching session, my coach asked me a simple yet profound question: “Annie, do you know you’re loved just for being you?” That question hit me like a ton of bricks. It was as if the weight I’d been carrying for so long suddenly shifted.

For the first time in years, I allowed myself to hear those words and truly internalize them. I realized I had been so focused on what I could do for others that I had forgotten the most important truth: I am worthy of love and appreciation, simply because I exist.

This revelation has been life-changing. I am learning to appreciate myself for the person I am. I am loved for my kindness, my strength, my resilience, and my heart.

The work I do as a mother, partner, and entrepreneur is important, but it doesn’t define my worth. My worth is inherent, and I am enough just as I am.

So is yours and so are you.

Warmly,
Annie

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