If I could sit down with my younger self over coffee, I think she’d be surprised by what I have to say about confidence. She’d expect me to hand over a list of tips—how to stand taller, how to dress better, how to command a room with the right amount of charm and ease. And sure, all of that matters in its own way. But the truth is, confidence isn’t about what’s on the outside. It’s not a perfectly styled outfit or a well-timed joke. It’s not even about how many people like you, follow you, or validate you.
I know that now. But I didn’t always.
Confidence Isn’t Perfection—It’s Ownership
If I could talk to her—that girl who thought she had to earn confidence through achievement—I’d tell her that confidence isn’t about being perfect. It’s about owning exactly where you are, even when it’s messy, even when you don’t have the answers, even when you feel like you’re failing.
And let me tell you, postpartum has humbled me in ways I never expected. The version of confidence I thought I had before becoming a mom? It’s nothing compared to the confidence I’m learning now—the kind that has nothing to do with looking polished or getting it right all the time.
Because when you’ve spent months in a body that doesn’t feel like your own, when you’ve cried in the mirror over the changes you never prepared for, when you’ve had to reintroduce yourself to the person staring back at you—that’s when you realize confidence isn’t about the world’s approval. It’s about choosing to love yourself, even when it feels impossible.
You Don’t Have to Have It All Figured Out
I used to believe that confident people had all the answers. That they knew exactly who they were, what they wanted, and where they were going. But if postpartum has taught me anything, it’s that confidence is trusting yourself even when you don’t know what comes next.
I’ve had to rebuild my identity in real-time—balancing the version of me that existed before motherhood with the woman I am now. And some days? I have no idea what I’m doing. But confidence isn’t about pretending you have it together. It’s about being kind to yourself while you figure it out.
Confidence Grows in Community
Younger me thought confidence was a solo effort. That if I just worked hard enough, read the right books, or pushed through the insecurities on my own, I’d wake up one day feeling completely self-assured.
But I know now that real confidence is built in community. It’s in the friendships that remind you who you are when you forget. It’s in the conversations where someone else says, “Me too,” and suddenly, you don’t feel so alone.
If postpartum has reinforced anything for me, it’s the power of vulnerability. Sharing my struggles—whether it’s adjusting to my new body, navigating career shifts, or just admitting that some days are really, really hard—has only made me stronger. And if you’re reading this feeling like you’re the only one doubting yourself, I promise you: you’re not.
So Here’s What I’d Tell Her
If I could go back and talk to my younger self, I’d take her hand and say this:
Confidence isn’t something you achieve. It’s something you build. And you don’t have to build it alone.
You will have days when you don’t feel like enough. When you question whether you’re doing it right. When you look in the mirror and don’t recognize yourself. But those moments don’t define you. How you choose to show up despite them—that’s where confidence is born.
And to you, reading this right now: You are already enough. Exactly as you are. Let’s keep reminding each other of that.
What would you tell your younger self about confidence? Let’s talk about it in the comments. I’d love to hear your stories.
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