My tribe of girls…

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For the past two or so weeks, it seems the coverage on the corona virus on every news outlet has reached a whole new level. I totally get why it’s this way. I have also written about it on my social media pages. I however really just want to take a break and write about something different. I am sure there are others like me who just want to read something different.

My life has been hectic lately. Not in a bad way though. It’s been all good. I actually wrote this post in January and had planned to post it on IWD. Like I said, life has been happening and I never got to do that on Sunday the 8th of March. Anyway, I am glad I am finally able to share it with you and have you read something that’s not corona virus related.

It is always said behind every woman is a tribe of other women who are cheering her on. This is very true. Every woman needs a tribe of women who are there for her to do life with, celebrate the victories, be a shoulder to cry on, push her when she feels like giving up and tell it to her straight when she isn’t getting her act together.

I consider myself truly blessed to come from a big family. There are nine of us, seven girls and two boys. I guess God knew I would need this particular tribe of girls because they play different roles which are all important in me being me.

I have the sisters who are always checking on my children no matter what, especially the older sisters. I have another who looks after all my three children plus her own, allowing my husband and me to have a bit of life aside from being parents. I have another who will drop everything she’s doing to stay behind with my children when I have business trips. And all of them are my prayer support group. Oh did I forget to mention that all these women tell it to me like it is without sugar coating. We sometimes fight and might not speak for weeks afterwards but we always find our way back to each other. After all they say blood is thicker than water. My tribe helps me in carrying the heavy load that life sometimes brings. When I think I cannot handle something they remind me whose I am. When I set goals and make the mistake of sharing with them, they hold me accountable and keep me honest. This is the tribe I didn’t choose for myself but that God himself chose for me.

I also have my tribe of girls that I met in the course of life. At work these are the girls who urged me to put my hand up even when I didn’t think I qualified, the girls who supported my idea and stood with me to convince everyone around the table that it would work. The girls who defended me behind closed doors when I wasn’t there to do it for myself. The girls who pushed me and asked me to try one last time.

Early this year I met another tribe, the blogging girls. I have been blogging for years now, just as a creative outlet and to share my world as I navigate pursuing my career and raising my children. It was great to finally meet like minded people all blogging about different topics dear to their hearts. One day soon, I will get some of them to be guest bloggers here.

Last but not least, I cannot forget the girls who help me fulfill my desire of being a working mum as they help look after my “bundles of joy” when I am at work, keep my house clean and help me seem like I have it all together. I personally wouldn’t be where I am today if I had not had this tribe’s help since i became a mother.

Here are a few things I have learnt about keeping your tribe:

  1. Relationships don’t just happen on their own. You have to work on them. Make time for the catch up, make that phone call, send that WhatsApp, be there when needed and just put in the work to make it work.
  2. Make sure you can be yourself. If you have to pretend to be who you are not just to fit in, then maybe that’s not the right tribe for you.
  3. No spending money you don’t have to impress them.
  4. Keep the confidential stuff shared confidential. Nothing worse than hearing what was shared confidentially being repeated elsewhere by people who were not even present.
  5. Forgive when wronged.
  6. Ask for forgiveness when you are in the wrong.

So who is in your tribe? Celebrate them today and let them know how much they mean to you. And please do tell your tribe to follow my blog and like my page on both Facebook and Instagram. They might just end up being in my tribe as well 😊😊.


Published by Mum in Stilettos

I started blogging when i became a mother. I was struggling to manage the demands of being a working mom and being present for my baby's key development milestones. Initially this was a rant about my experiences in the office and at home. Over the years it has evolved into an online support community for mothers who are growing their families as they grow their careers. I am a wife and mum to 3 amazing children. The girl who introduced me the "mother" title is 8 years ol and our twins are five years, 6 months. During the day I am have a job i love as marketer for a multinational FMCG company. When i get home, I have another equally rewarding job called being a mother. When everyone is tucked in bed, I find time to blog about my journey as a mum in stilettos and build this community for us working moms so we can thrive at home and at work.

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