My stomach lurched, my head felt light. I wanted to run into my bedroom and bury myself under the covers. No, I didn’t have a weird covid variant. I was about to present work to our CEO. Imposter Syndrome rushed through my body.

“You don’t belong here,” my brain told me. “You kinda suck. Give up before anyone finds out. I mean you can’t even grind your own coffee beans right. Who are you?”

I wasn’t alone. I belong to a Tech Moms Facebook group. …


“And then like that, he was gone. Why is it so hard to keep the one, after we find them?” asked Katie.

Katie had just experienced another heart wrenching breakup. She’s been chasing “the one” for 20 frantic years. Career, social life, and self identity were hastily put on the back burner.

Searching for “the one” is part of the human condition. We all seek love and partnership. But sometimes that goal, provoked by biology, Disney movies, and temporary madness, turns into an obsession. …


Living your truth can make you feel naked with all the feedback. But keep going….

Negative Feedback Hurts

“Look at the abundance you have. Get a grip, Heidi.”

I spit out my coffee. Woah. I was being accused of “broadcasting my woes” as a one dimensional banshee. These weren’t the type of Instagram comments I expected at 6am.

The comments were about my blog post where I wrote about the challenges of 2020 including a separation. It was my truth. But someone didn’t like it and decided to graffiti my social media feed.

I tried to think of where this person might be coming from.

Perhaps they felt my pain was blame, incriminating my ex partner. In reality…


Trying to rebuild after the damage of 2020

2020 Destroyed My Life as I Knew It.

Before the 2020 pandemic, I had a committed partnership, a house in a beautiful neighborhood and a cush job in innovation where I was flown to New York to speak at conferences. As I walk out of the pandemic in Spring 2021, I am single, living in a small apartment, with a new job where I spent 8 hours a day on Zoom. The only thing in my life that stayed constant is my daughter. (now a year older).

I lost a lot. But many others have lost more. Lives, businesses, dignity. …


The pandemic has tested my family’s sanity. We’ve turned our house into a joint office / daycare center. We multitask endless zoom calls alongside dishwasher unloading, toddler butt wiping (video off) and remote happy hours (video on).

We’ve never had more stress, more arguments, or more isolation. The word “bubble” once made me think of children’s laughter as they ran to catch soapy rainbows. Now that word just feels restrictive.

However…there IS a bright side to our Quarantine Life. There are many Pandemefits (Pandemic benefits). …


The pandemic has tested my family’s sanity. We’ve turned our house into a joint office / daycare center. We multitask endless zoom calls alongside dishwasher unloading, toddler butt wiping (video off) and remote happy hours (video on).

We’ve never had more stress, more arguments, or more isolation. The word “bubble” once made me think of children’s laughter as they ran to catch soapy rainbows. Now that word just feels restrictive.

However…there IS a bright side to our Quarantine Life. There are many Pandemefits (Pandemic benefits). …


“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.”

John Muir

As soon as we approached Auburn on the I80 and saw the Sierra mountains in the distance, something happened.The stress that had been gripping my brain released its clamming hold. The loneliness that had threatened my heart vanished. And that pit inside my stomach? I looked at the opening sky, took a sip of water, and digested it.

“We’re going to the mountains,” I told my daughter in the back.

“We are? Do you like it there, Mommy? …


“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.”

-John Muir

As soon as we approached Auburn on the I80 and saw the Sierra mountains in the distance, something happened.The stress that had been gripping my brain released its clamming hold. The loneliness that had threatened my heart vanished. And that pit inside my stomach? I looked at the opening sky, took a sip of water, and digested it.

“We’re going to the mountains,” I told my daughter in the back.

“We are? Do you like it there, Mommy? …


Please tell me you see me. Please notice my breaths and efforts. Currently I feel invisible and alone. We all do.

How can you see me, you ask? What exactly should you notice? Anything, as long as it’s specific.

1. Praise me for keeping the kids alive another day. One begged me to drink Windex and the other one asked to jump off the deck. I held strong.

2. Tell me you know about all the childcare, work, and life balance gymnastics I perform inside my head and that you are devilishly attracted to the flexibility of my mind to…


What all moms need to hear

Unsplash, Priscilla Du Preez

Please tell me you see me. Please notice my breaths and efforts. Currently I feel invisible and alone. We all do.

How can you see me, you ask? What exactly should you notice? Anything, as long as it’s specific.

1. Praise me for keeping the kids alive another day. One begged me to drink Windex and the other one asked to jump off the deck. I held strong.

2. Tell me you know about all the childcare, work, and life balance gymnastics I perform inside my head and that you are devilishly attracted to the flexibility of my mind to…

Heidi K. Isern

writer. thinker. whiskey drinker. let me help you tell your story. Published here, there and elsewhere across the world. @hisern / www.heidiisern.com

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