Remote Work, Digital Nomad Life & the Shift Into Motherhood

I’ve spent years working remotely across different countries. My work moved with me from London to Athens to Melbourne to a small Bavarian town called Füssen, and over time this way of living has become my normal. I’ve learned how to adapt quickly, how to work with what’s available, and how to stay connected to my own creative rhythm even as places, routines, and surroundings keep changing.

Moving between countries meant learning new languages, customs, and ways of being. At the same time, life was changing in other ways, shifting gradually away from independence toward family, from moving freely to moving together. Even as the external travel slowed, the internal work of adjusting, belonging, and redefining myself continued.

Motherhood didn’t replace that life so much as fold into it, and I’m still very much in the thick of parenting. Raising three children shapes my days: my energy, my attention, the structure of time itself is largely determined by my kids. My creative work hasn’t stopped, but it has become more fragmented, slotting into early mornings, nap times, late nights, and weekends.

What parenting has made very clear to me is how little life responds to perfection or linear plans. Days rarely unfold as imagined, and solutions are often improvised on the fly. Parenting is a delicate dance, one that asks for flexibility rather than control. The harder you try to force things into place, the more resistant they become. Over time, I’ve learned to loosen my grip on ideals, steady myself, and remember to breathe.

These years have been intense and absorbing. Life has continued to move around me, and as it does, it’s natural to notice. Not necessarily out of ambition, but more out of orientation. To wonder where others are at, or to think about the pivotal moments that led me here, all those parallel versions of life that could have unfolded.

Ultimately, I’ve learned comparison detracts from what’s actually here in the now. What feels more grounding is staying present with what is, and continuing to tend to the parts of myself that need expression and care, as they ebb and flow and evolve over time.

Motherhood sits at the centre of my life, and creativity moves through it. One feeds the other. My children bring meaning, motivation, and perspective; creativity nourishes me in return. I see my artistic practice as self-care, as reflection, as a way of processing and staying open. It’s both an outlet and an inlet, a way of giving shape to experience and letting something new in.

I’ve come to believe that living well means listening to and tending to the different needs we carry. Learning to notice when something needs attention, when something needs rest, when something needs expression. This isn’t limited to parenthood or creativity. It’s about attunement to ourselves, to our circumstances, to the phase of life we’re in.

Make Space grows from that understanding. It’s a way of holding room for creativity, for connection, and for the ongoing, imperfect work of living.