Let’s get down to the bizzy at hand.  You need help and I’ve got a bag of tricks that can help you.  Your life is not supposed to be full of screaming, panicking, and feeling lost.  It is your birthright to feel good, happy, and confident about who you are as a human being.  You’re here for a reason, and trust me, it’s not so you can serve mac and cheese for lunch.

Hi, I’m Kelly and I’m a recovering Control Freak, Postpartum Mess Survivor, Marriage Saver,  and mom/daughter/sister/wife/ entrepreneur.  All the questions I posed above are all the things I have felt during this wacky ride of motherhood.  After six years of feeling like I wasn’t born with “Mom Mojo” I decided to see a therapist.  I felt guilty after dealing with every flavor of postpartum depression (OCD/anxiety, depression, psychosis) and my marriage was on cardiac arrest.  I was flipping a lid on my kids daily because I could not keep myself in check.  I would either yell or emotionally withdraw to punish them.  Both severely traumatic to our daughters. 

In short, I was an as*hole.  And it seemed contagious.  When I was yelling, the entire family started to yell.  When I pulled away, everyone retreated to their own corners of the house.  It was brutal.  But listen, we laughed and joked and we had fun too.  It wasn’t always that dire.  But I found myself grieving the life I was supposed to have.  Happiness, joy, peace, gratitude were not a part of my life. I was jealous of all the other moms that seemed to have their life together in nice, neat bows.  Mine was a mess and I wasn’t sure of anything, much less discipline, boundaries, or balance. 

Speaking of balance, here’s the day I lost all life balance:  March 2, 2009.  That morning, I sprinted in heels to catch the bus for work, then reprimanded myself for not giving enough energy and passion to my job.  I was giving about 60% to my job and 40% to my family.  Bad balancing act.

That day I was let go.  Even though I knew I was doing a crappy job, I was shocked.  I had been there for twelve years and they were like a second family to me.  In the same hour I was being let go, I heard the news that my 22 year old nephew died.  Shocked again.  I sat numb for a week.  No nephew, no job.  Talk about releasing control.  Thank God I had a therapist in place.  

I lived.  No, I thrived.  I started putting tools that my therapist had recommended, in place.  I started feeling peaceful.  My family was happy.  I was calm.  My blood pressure went from 160/90 to 124/65.  I slept for the first time in a decade, without sleeping pills.  I no longer had anxiety attacks  that consumed my life.  These tools work.  And I’m ready to share them with the entire globe of moms out there.   

Peace is here for you.  
Your potential is waiting. 

Your new life is ready to begin. 

Laugh, feel good, gain respect, balance...you truly can have it all.

And it will come naturally and organically as we move through the workshops together.

It’s time to evolve into your highest, smartest, most peaceful life.