Motherhood, Dreams & Starting Small

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Two and a half years ago, I gave birth to my third child.

For the first time in my life, I truly stepped away from my professional career. I stopped chasing titles, opportunities, goals, and constant growth. Instead, I focused completely on my family, my children, and being present in motherhood.

And honestly? I needed it.

But about a year ago, something inside me started waking up again. I decided I wanted to try going back to work and becoming a working mom again. What nobody really prepares you for is how difficult that transition can feel at 40 years old after stepping away for a year and a half.

It’s humbling.
It’s frustrating.
And sometimes, it quietly shakes your confidence.

Even when you network. Even when you pull strings. Even when opportunities almost happen. There were a few moments where I thought, “This is it.” But somehow, in the end, I wasn’t the right candidate.

Over and over again, I had to remind myself that my value didn’t disappear just because nobody was giving me the chance.

I kept telling close friends that I didn’t want to become self-employed. I wanted stability. I wanted to work for someone else again. But time kept passing, and that feeling in my stomach—that ache to create, build, and do something meaningful—wouldn’t go away.

I was scared of failure.
Still am sometimes.

But a couple of months ago, my husband said something simple that shifted everything.

“Did you notice how much everyone loves your flower arrangements? The ones you make for holidays, for friends, for events… maybe you should do something with that.”

And that’s how The Flower Edit was born.

I sat with the idea for a while. I thought about what kind of business would work for my life, my family, and this season I’m in. I wanted something intentional. Something beautiful. Something manageable.

That’s when I created the Fresh Flower Friday Club — a way to bring fresh flowers into people’s homes once a week, every Friday.

I started slowly. Branding. Website building. Finding vendors. Learning. Creating. Doubting myself. Continuing anyway.

And this week, on Mother’s Day weekend, I’m celebrating something that may look small to the outside world, but feels incredibly big to me personally:

On Thursday, I launched my website.

For me, this isn’t only about flowers. It’s about rebuilding confidence. It’s about proving to myself that there is no expiration date on dreams.

So many women feel like once they become mothers, or once they hit a certain age, they missed their moment. But dreams do not work on timelines. They wait for courage.

And courage does not always look loud or fearless. Sometimes courage looks like taking one small step at a time while people question you, critique you, or don’t fully understand your vision.

You push through anyway.
You stay consistent anyway.
You believe in yourself anyway.

Because eventually, things start falling into place — one step, one connection, one opportunity, one small win at a time.

This Mother’s Day, I’m celebrating every woman carrying that quiet question inside herself:
“Is it too late for me?”

The answer is no.

It’s completely okay if motherhood is your full-time role and your greatest fulfillment. But if there’s still a small voice inside you asking to create something else too — listen to it.

You do not need giant steps.
You just need brave consistent ones.

I cannot wait to fill homes across New York City with flowers that make people feel warmth, beauty, comfort, and joy.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the beautiful women out there — the mothers rebuilding themselves, rediscovering themselves, and learning that they are allowed to dream too.