Put My Phone Down.

Put My Phone Down.

For the past three months, I’ve worked seven days a week.

Building Remedy has been one of the most exciting, fulfilling, exhausting things I’ve ever done. Every spare second has gone into creating this little space I’ve dreamed about for years. And honestly… I don’t regret the work.

But over the last week, I started noticing something.

My daughter and I were both spiraling.

She missed me. I missed her. We were together, but I wasn’t really there. My phone was always in my hand. My laptop was always open. There was always one more email, one more order, one more thing to finish.

Mom guilt is a real thing.

If I’m being honest, I think I started feeling it long before she was even born. Maybe even before she was in my belly. I always worried about whether I could build a career and still be the kind of mom I wanted to be.

So I made a decision.

For two days, I wasn’t going to work.

It was harder than I expected.

Every time I reached for my phone or thought about opening my computer, she would gently remind me, “Mom… you said this was our time.”

She’s six.

And somehow she’s wiser than I am.

So we swam.

We got pedicures.

She picked out new nail polish.

We laughed until our stomachs hurt.

We snuggled.

We even went to Jimmy’s—her favorite little diner that I usually avoid because it’s definitely not my first choice. But watching her light up over pancakes reminded me that sometimes love looks a lot less like perfection and a lot more like saying yes to what matters to someone else.

By the end of those two days, something had shifted.

She was happier.

I was happier.

Even my husband was happier.

My cup felt full again.

I work hard because I love what I do. I also hope my daughter grows up seeing what it looks like to chase a dream with everything you’ve got.

But I also want her to see that success isn’t measured by how busy you are.

Sometimes success looks like putting your phone away.

Sometimes it looks like saying yes to pancakes.

Sometimes it looks like realizing the people you’re working so hard for need you more than they need another checked-off to-do list.

I’m still figuring out the balance.

Maybe I always will.

But for now, I think I’ll keep choosing moments like these whenever I can.

Because this business is important.

But these memories?

They’re the reason I built it in the first place.

Any other moms out there constantly trying to find that balance? I’d love to know I’m not the only one.

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