July 15 loomed over me for weeks.
I was in denial.
As the date crept closer, I couldnāt shake the dreadā¦the pit in my stomach.
Early postpartum for me was a lot of things: relief, gratitude, bliss, exhaustion, soreness, weaknessāa raw, tender blend of it all. But one thing I couldnāt deny was how deeply supported I felt.
My husband, umma, mother-in-law, postpartum doula, and my village held me with such care. I knew how rare that was, especially here in the U.S.
Even during moments of despairālike when I almost got mastitis and my breasts painfully hardened like concrete from clogged ductsāI never doubted was the love and support around me.
But as April turned into May, May into June, and July 15 edged closer, a cloud of dread and avoidance surrounded us.
āHow are you feeling?ā people asked. āNickās going back to work soon, right?ā
Iād nod begrudgingly.
āYup⦠July 15. He has to go to Dallas.ā
For an entire week.

From Cocoon to the Outside World
One moment, Nick was home with us, immersed in newborn bonding, caring for Teo, for me, and for our home. The next, he was heading to Texas for a week-long company training, surrounded by hundreds of colleagues.
Looking back, I realize how jarring that must have been for him tooātransitioning from the quiet intimacy of early fatherhood to the fast-paced demands of his tech job, all while navigating his own identity shift and hormonal changes (#patrescence). Especially since his role was usually remote, and we werenāt accustomed to him commuting, let alone traveling out of state.
At the time, though, I could barely hold space for my own emotions, let alone his.
The Shift Wasnāt Just Logistics
Logically, I knew Iād be okay.
My mother-in-law planned to come for few hours each day, we found a last-minute nanny, and I was even a bit excited to dive back into my business.
But emotionally? I was on edge. Sad, scared, annoyed, and angry that our beautiful cocoon of care was dissolving. It felt like a door being closed permanently, and I wasnāt ready.
To add to the challenge, my mom, who had planned to support me in the afternoons, had to leave for Korea unexpectedly. I scrambled to adjust, as more unpredictable changes kept arising.
I remember handing my son to our new nanny for the first time. Even though she was in the house, my heart felt uneasy.
The hardest part wasnāt just the logistics. It was the anticipatory fear.
What if all the support I had disappears?
What if Iām left to do this alone?
This feeling is so common among my clients too. The jarring shift when a partner returns to work, routines change, or support begins to wane.
Reframing the Shift
What if this transition didnāt mean the end of support but the beginning of a new rhythm?
The cocoon doesnāt have to dissolve overnight; it can transform into something that works for this stage of postpartum.
Yes, we live in a system that pressures us to āget back to normalā far too quickly. Postpartum recovery can take years, yet parental leave policies in the U.S. donāt account for this reality.
No wonder our bodies and minds resist these artificial timelines.
But hereās the truth: oftentimes, your support system is still there, waiting for you to ask for help or set new terms.
Youāre in the driverās seat.
This transition doesnāt have to be black and white. Youāre still in your recovery season, and you get to create a second stage of your postpartum experience on your own terms.
Hereās What Helped Me (and My Clients):
Schedule Support in Advance. Plan for a rhythm of careālike grandma days, nanny hours, or co-parenting time with friends.
Carve Out Daily Joy. Prioritize small moments of joy, not as a nice-to-have luxury but as a top priority essential nourishment.
Reframe the Shift. Your ecosystem isnāt gone; itās evolving to meet this new stage of postpartum.
Itās a radical act to carve out space for yourself in a world that doesnāt prioritize mothers.
But when you do, not only do you blossom, your entire family thrives too.
For the Mothers Who Feel the Weight
If youāre in this place of transitionāwhether itās your partner returning to work, changing routines, or your own shifting identityāI see you. This is hard, and you donāt have to do it alone.
One of my clients recently shared:
āEunice helped me make the transition of my husband going back to work feel less jarring. She helped me bring the lessons from the early newborn parenthood days with me to this next phase. Without her pointing it out, I wouldnāt have realized that I was about to go into survival mode.
My husband and I were able to have a constructive conversation about how we can fit in time for ourselves and for the individual things we like to do. I was able to communicate in a calm manner, even though the topic was one that historically gets heated for us.ā
Limited 1:1 Spots, Booking for January:
Private Coaching for Postpartum Mothers
My 1:1 coaching helps mothers navigate transitions with trust, courage, and joy, whether youāre in the early weeks or later years.
Together weāll:
Rediscover your identity in alignment with the person youāre becoming.
Build an adaptable ecosystem of support.
Thrive beyond survival mode in ways that feel deeply aligned with your values.
What Youāll Receive:
Weekly Private Coaching Calls: Individualized support with session recaps and actionable next steps.
Somatic Healing Tools: Deepen your connection with your mind, body, and spirit through trauma-informed practices.
Emotional Support: Receive the care of a doula and culturally-informed coach.
Ongoing Support Between Sessions: Text and voice note support to fit your fluid schedule.
I have 4 spots open for January. Sliding scale options are available for those who need fewer coaching calls but still want voice/text support in between.
Schedule your consultation in December to reserve your spot, and weāll be able to start with voice/text support even before January.
Letās redefine your postpartum journey together. Become the cyclebreaker, mother, advocate, and future ancestor you desire to beāall while prioritizing your peace and joy.
Rooting for you,
Eunice
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Hi! Iām Eunice KS (she/her)āa mother, somatic life coach, doula, and Korean American eldest daughter of immigrants. Read more about my story here.
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