I think I lost sight of what is important. I lost sight of my definition of the term successful.
I got sucked into the idea of “rising”, of the point being to earn more and more and be “business minded” (read: work lots and have heaps of money).
But that’s not me. My goal has been to build myself a permanent part-time career. So that I can always chase the intersection of my work life balance. So that I can be well, so that I can be a good mama.
My body and energy levels are unique. Prepregnancy I knew this to be 25-30 hours per week of work. Now, I plan to begin the experiment at 20 hours.
But I was looking for the wrong things.
If the goal is to have a permanent part-time career, then the actual job is going to be a bit different to what I have been thinking. Unfortunately, the business world hasn’t caught up to the idea of meaningful part-time work. So I need to aim at administration level roles.
I am successful. I am good at my work, am married to the love of my life, have been given the joy of my life (my baby), know and follow my passions, live well with a chronic illness and love, A LOT.