
I Didn't Start Out As an Industry
Leader. I Was Running on Empty.
A few years ago, I was an exhausted, guilt-ridden corporate
mother. Every night at 2:00 AM, the lingering sound of my
8-year-old son's hollow coughing fits echoed through the
house. I sat in the dark, crying as I watched his pale face gasp
for air while strapped to a loud nebulizer machine.
traditional herbal soups, yet I was terrified of his growing
dependency on steroid inhalers."
My career was slipping, I felt like a 'zombie' at work,
and the mother's guilt was suffocating. I needed a solution that
was powerful, natural, and crucially—fitted into the chaotic
schedule of a modern working mom.
























































