I’ve been thinking a lot about growth lately — not just the kind that shows up neatly on a CV or in a child’s milestone chart, but the messier kind. The kind that looks like learning to fail gracefully, showing up for yourself when you’d rather hide, and staying open even when it’s uncomfortable.
It’s not something that comes naturally to me. I’ve always loved experimenting — I’m curious by nature and drawn to new ideas. But failure? That’s been harder to befriend. I’ve carried a quiet (sometimes loud) shame around the idea of getting it wrong — professionally, personally, or especially in front of others. I’m slowly learning to unlearn that. And honestly, the biggest teacher in this has been my son.
With Louis, I watch how easily he moves from one moment to the next. He tries, he tumbles, he giggles, he tries again. There’s no story attached to “mistakes.” Just movement, play, exploration. He’s not protecting an ego. He’s not afraid that getting it wrong will define him. He’s too busy being. That’s the kind of growth I’m leaning into these days.
As a creative, as a professional, and as a mum, I’m exploring what it means to let go of old storylines — the ones that tell me I need to be perfect, or polished, or productive to be worthy. I’m recognising the parts of me that have spent years “protecting” me — by staying small, quiet, or safe — and gently letting them rest. Because the truth is: I am safe. I am loved. And I want to honour that — not bury it under fear, or shrink it down for fear it might disappear.
This new season of my life is being shaped by change — some of it chosen, some of it handed to me — and by mentors, both big and small, who remind me that play, joy, and growth can coexist with uncertainty. It’s not always graceful (see image to the left😂). There are days when I still flinch at the thought of failing. But more and more, I’m learning to meet those moments with softness — for myself, and for the little boy who sees me not as a success or failure, but simply as mama.
To other parents out there — especially those living far from home, juggling roles, routines, and all the invisible labour in between — I see you. And if you, like me, are trying to grow in ways that feel tender and brave, you’re not alone.
What about you? Have you caught yourself clinging to old stories or letting go of perfection lately? I’d love to hear from you in the comments — let’s remind each other we’re not in this alone.
Here’s to more play. More trying. More joy. And yes — more failing, too.
Things I’ve Been Loving Lately
As promised, I’m sharing a few of my current faves — what I’ve been reading, listening to, and tuning into lately. I hope you find value and joy in at least one of these tips…until soon! 💙
P.S. If you’re curious, our Tikka Tikka ABĊ book is still available — it’s a bilingual love letter to language, illustrated with care and designed for curious little ones (and their grownups). You can take a peek here.