When I was 10 years old, my 39-year old mum suddenly passed away.
Growing up and later on becoming a mum without her has been incredibly hard. It also made me realise that life can be short and that you shouldn’t wait for life to happen to you; that you literally might not live to see another day. It not only morphed me into the person and the mum I am today, it also gave me a mission: to support people in living fuller, healthier lives.
I became a health coach after my own health struggles doctors couldn’t really help me with (longer version below). In the end, it was through working on my lifestyle and mindset that I felt well again: by sleeping better, managing my stress levels, eating well, working out less, reconnecting with myself and the people around me. I know first-hand about the power of lifestyle changes and have made it my vocation to share this with others.
In my previous life I worked as a communications professional for a trade association in Brussels. I speak English, French, German and my native tongue Greek. I am originally from Cyprus and now living in Berlin with my husband and two daughters.
Let me help you experience what it feels like to live your best self. I offer an introductory session for free to help you decide whether coaching (with me) is right for you or not. Give me a ring or email me here.
The long story…
I never had a regular cycle growing up. I didn’t think much of it. When I was 19, I begged my gynecologist to put me on the pill, because I had heard that the pill “gives you periods”. Nothing I had read or heard of regarding the pill made me think that what I was doing was wrong. As a young university student, all I wanted was to know when I would be getting my period, period. Fast forward to my 28 year old self, after 9 years on the pill. Something inside me, call it an instinct, told me to get off it to see whether or not my periods were still irregular. I was in a serious relationship, and even though my partner and I were not discussing kids yet, it was our long-term project. Thank god I followed that instinct. Because when I got off the pill and my periods did not come back for two and a half years.
Exactly 6 months after quitting the pill, and around the time I got engaged, my skin broke out. I looked like a teenager and had to spend at least 10 minutes each morning trying to cover up my painful cystic acne. None of the doctors I saw were able to give me any answers as to why I was not menstruating. All of them said that I would need to get back on the pill, and then do IVF when I would want to have a child. My instinct, however, told me “NO”. This is not how I want to treat my body. Why was it not functioning? There had to be a reason for it. I was sure.
Thank god for the internet, for helping me discover that indeed there were many things I could do to help my body get back a normal cycle. I signed up for an online programme and found a support network of other women who were in similar situations to mine, including a health coach. I wasn’t going through this alone anymore.
I changed the way I ate, balancing my blood sugar and eating way more good fat than before, removed inflammatory foods such as gluten and dairy, exercised less (yes less! I used to exercise 4x a week and it was more than my body could handle), slept regularly and more, and worked on my relationship with my body and my femininity. My period did come back and I conceived my two daughters naturally.
Becoming a mother has been the most beautiful, challenging and just indescribably huge adventure. I wanted to be the perfect mother for my daughter. I wanted to get it all right. For her, not for me.
All my thoughts were for her.
All my energy was for her.
All my actions were for her.
All my plans were for her.
Until I collapsed. I was the one telling my clients pre-parenthood that they can’t keep pouring out of an empty glass, and here I was doing exactly the same. It’s so easy to fall into this trap. This is what we were raised to think: being a self-martyr is also easier than making the brave decision to actually think of yourself.
After a few difficult months, I have realised that wanting to be the best mum does not mean that I have to be my own body’s worst enemy. I reached out for help, went back to the basics and slowly started to nourish my body and soul.
I would love to help you do the same.
If you have made it to the end of this page, then something I have written must have resonated with you. Do you need support to find your best self? Reach out. I offer an introductory session for free to help you decide whether coaching (with me) is right for you or not. Give me a ring or email me here.