The unexpected upside to business ownership

My mum was pretty concerned when I told her I was being made redundant but I brushed her worries aside, it was a week before Christmas and that was a New Years problem. Plus I secretly believed I’d be fine! I have unique skills, amazing experience and passion to boot- what employer WOULDN’T want to snap me up? I was so confident that when I filled in my childcare rebate form I said I’d only be job seeking until March…


I don’t really need to tell you how that panned out do I? Spoiler: not well in case you’re new here.


Mum clearly saw something I didn’t. Calls went unreturned. Applications bounced back with a politely worded but automated ‘thanks but no thanks’, while some potential employers just never bothered acknowledging my application at all. It’s a demoralising process even for a seasoned veteran like me.


Anyone who knows me will vouch that I am not a wallower. I get sad (or mad) and then get doing. So it didn’t take many calls to recruiters responding ‘we really need a FULL time candidate for this role’ before I figured if the unicorn role wasn’t out there I’d just create it.


Mum’s lips were pursed as I mentioned over a coffee catch up that I was considering starting my own business.


I reflected on what her thoughts were later; Did she think I should just take a significantly more junior role for stability? Was she judging me for not putting my family first? Didn’t she think I could do it? Was she worried that like my doggedly determined dad (who owned his own business prior to retiring) that I’d exhaust myself under the pressure of striving for success?


We never really spoke about it again in detail. I just got on with stuff; building a website, creating some content, building my network- all the basics I knew I had to tick off the list. I didn’t raise it with her again as I suppose I was worried she could see something I couldn’t and I kind of needed my blind ignorance to keep going.