How I Became That Girl While Raising My Son and Trusting God

Balancing cybersecurity, motherhood, and faith while creating a soft, feminine life rooted in peace, purpose, and prayer “I stopped chasing the perfect version of that girl and started becoming her — softly, faithfully, right where I am.”

Becoming That Girl — In My Own Way

Balancing Motherhood, Work, and a Soft, Faithful Life

There was a time when I thought being “that girl” meant living up to a flawless routine — waking up before the sun, blending green smoothies, journaling in perfect handwriting, and having every corner of life styled like an Instagram reel.

But as I’ve grown — and especially after becoming a mother — I’ve realized that that girl isn’t defined by a schedule or a trend. She’s defined by peace. By grace. By the small, intentional choices that bring you closer to who God wants you to be.

Now, I’m raising a son, balancing work, nurturing my spirit, and creating a soft, sacred space inside my home. And honestly, that’s where I’ve found her — the woman I used to chase in others, I now meet quietly within myself.

🌸 The Real Meaning of That Girl

Being that girl is less about becoming someone new and more about returning to yourself — the calm, centered, intentional version of you that lives underneath the noise.

For me, it’s not about having everything figured out. It’s about creating rhythms that make my life feel gentle — for me, for my son, and for the world God has trusted me to nurture.

My days are simple. I wake up, light a candle, and take a moment to breathe before the day begins. I whisper a prayer of gratitude, stretch, and open the curtains to let the light in. That’s it. No pressure, no performance — just peace.

🕯️ Soft Habits That Keep Me Grounded

1. Lighting a Candle — and Slowing Down

There’s something sacred about lighting a candle. It’s more than a fragrance; it’s a reminder that peace is a choice. Every time the flame flickers, I remind myself: I can move gently. I can breathe. I can be fully here.

Sometimes, my son sits beside me, curious about the glow. And in that tiny, ordinary moment, I see God’s hand — showing me that holiness is often found in the quiet.

2. Time for Me, Time for Him

Motherhood can easily swallow your identity if you don’t protect it. I’ve learned that having my time doesn’t take away from him — it fills me so I can pour more love back in.

Some evenings, I journal. Other days, I dance in the kitchen while he plays with his cars. We both have our moments of joy, and that balance has become the heartbeat of our home.

3. Focusing on My World — and God’s World

There was a season when I was constantly looking outward — comparing, scrolling, striving. But lately, my focus has turned inward and upward.

I care about my little world — the scent of clean sheets, the laughter echoing through our living room, the peace I feel when I pray. That’s the world I’m tending to.

And then there’s God’s world — vast, powerful, and full of divine timing. I don’t have to control everything. I just need to stay in alignment with Him.

4. Staying In, Not Tuning Out

I don’t go out much anymore. My joy lives in cozy corners, in soft pajamas, in the rhythm of a peaceful home. This isn’t isolation — it’s intention.

Being “inside” has helped me reconnect with the things that matter: my faith, my son, and my own quiet thoughts. I’ve learned that peace isn’t found in constant motion — it’s found in stillness.

5. Working with Softness

Balancing work and motherhood used to feel like a race I could never win. But I’ve stopped hustling — and started honoring.

I approach my work with softness now. I give my best, but I also give myself grace. I let my worth be defined by presence, not productivity. I rest when I need to. I trust that God’s timing covers every detail I can’t control.

🌷 Becoming Her, Daily

I’ve stopped chasing the version of that girl that lives online — the one with perfect routines and endless energy.

Instead, I’ve built a slower, sacred version of her right here in my home. She lights candles. She laughs with her son. She talks to God. She chooses peace over performance, faith over fear, and softness over stress.

Being that girl isn’t about being flawless — it’s about being faithful. It’s about knowing that the woman you’re becoming doesn’t need to rush. She just needs to be.

So here’s to the quiet glow of candles, to whispered prayers before bedtime, to choosing rest over rush. To being that girl— in our own way, in our own homes, with God lighting the way. ✨