Some days I feel like I'm living two completely separate lives. School drop off at 9, client meeting at 11, pick up hockey gear, quick shower, another appointment. My calendar is a complex dance of schedules that would make most people's heads spin.
When I first started this work after my separation, I was terrified someone would find out. That some other mum at the school gate would whisper, that my kids would somehow know. But time teaches you that most people are just trying to get through their own complicated days.
The money changed everything for me. Not just paying bills, but having genuine choice. When my ex walked out, I was looking at part time retail work and wondering how I'd keep our flat. Now? I can choose good schools, decent holidays, give my kids stability I never had growing up.
My oldest is starting to ask questions about work. What do I do exactly? Who are my clients? I keep it simple. I work for myself. I help people. I'm always available for them.
Some mornings, folding laundry or making lunches, I catch myself thinking how surreal this all is. But then another bill arrives or I see a chance to take the kids somewhere special, and I know exactly why I do what I do.