In today’s vlog, I’m taking you behind the scenes of what one workday looks like for me – as an eating disorder recovery coach and a toddler mom.
You’ll see how I juggle running my business while raising a busy two-year-old, finding moments to breathe, and yes, sneaking in some chocolate-covered nuts and a podcast or two along the way.
Watch the full video below to see it all in action!
Mornings: Chaos, Cartoons, and Getting Out the Door
Since becoming a mom, my mornings have… shifted. Gone are the days of peaceful wakeups and quiet coffee. These days, my toddler wakes up ready to party – and I get no say in the matter.
We quickly figured out it’s best if my husband makes breakfast – otherwise, I get interrupted roughly every 3.7 seconds. Meanwhile, my toddler watches a few cartoons so I can get dressed, tidy up, and attempt to look like someone who has her life together.
By 9 AM, our nanny arrives and I officially go to work.
My “Office” and Why I Don’t Work From Home
The weather is lovely today, so I ride my bike to my “office” – my mom’s apartment! Normally she’s home, and I work from her bedroom (weirdly cozy), but this week she’s visiting my brother, so I have the place to myself. A rare and sacred event.
Why not work from home? Because if I stay there, my toddler will spend the day trying to break into my room while I’m on Zoom calls. I’ve tried cafés too, but buying endless cappuccinos just to justify taking up space gets expensive.
So… my mom’s empty flat it is!
Coaching Calls and YouTube Filming (Chair Stack Edition)
I kick off the day with client emails and admin tasks – the glamorous behind-the-scenes life of running a business.
At 10 AM, I have a client call. Right now, I’m working with several clients in a 12-week program. We have weekly Zoom calls to go over where they are in their ED recovery, what’s working, what’s not, and what next steps to take. Clients also have access to me during the week via emails or messages, which is often the most helpful part – EDs don’t take time off, after all.
After the call, I get to work filming a new YouTube video. I didn’t bring my tripod, so I stacked chairs on top of chairs to hold my camera. Very professional.
I script most of my videos in advance to stay focused and avoid rambling. Filming took about an hour, but creating a video is a full-on process: script, film, edit, upload, write blog post, create newsletter, and sometimes make shorter content for Instagram too. This is why I usually manage just one video per month.
Lunch + Walk + My Thoughts
By 1 PM, I’m ready for lunch – just some leftover pasta today. I keep it simple in my mom’s kitchen.
Then I go for a short walk in the forest nearby. My brain is fried from all the talking and filming, and I just need some air. Sometimes I listen to a podcast (today: Mile Higher, one of my favorites), or I just let my mind wander and ask myself life’s big questions… like “Did I actually lock the door or just think about it?”
Course Creation, Instagram Stories & Headed Home
Back at my mom’s, I spend the rest of the afternoon working on my upcoming online eating disorder recovery course. It’s still in creation mode, but it’s coming together and I’ll share more soon.
I also prep my Instagram stories. I usually batch-create content during the day and post them all in the evening when more people are online – while I am very much offline in my sweatpants, hopefully with snacks.
At around 4:15 PM, I head home. Our nanny took my son, Evert, outside and when they return, he brings me a flower – every single time. It melts my heart. I feel like a princess…
Dinner, Evening Client Call & Peppa Pig on Repeat
I play with my son for a bit and start making dinner – meatball soup tonight. I’m a bit rushed because I have one more client call at 6:30 PM. I don’t usually like working in the evening, but with time zones, I try to stay flexible.
My husband gets home around 5:45 PM and takes over bathtime duty. But before my call, I try to quietly hide in my home office, hoping that Evert is busy with bathtime and doesn’t realize mom is away in another room… without him. Fingers crossed.
The session lasts an hour – we go over how the past week went, what’s been working, what’s not, and what next steps we’ll take. I send her the goals by email right after.
Then I post my Instagram stories – I normally post new content on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. It’s Thursday today, so I just post the Q&A answers to my story that I prepared earlier.
After that, I finally unplug and spend time with my son again. We play, do whatever he wants, and just hang out. Right now, he insists we play “how Peppa Pig helps the train crash” for the thousandth time. So yes, I’ve become surprisingly good at impersonating Peppa.
Mom Guilt, Beach Walks & Bedtime Hack
We do the bedtime routine together, but we take turns putting him to bed. Tonight is my husband’s turn. So yay, I have a bit more time for myself.
But here’s the weird bedtime hack that actually works: if I stay home, Evert will have a meltdown that I’m not the one putting him to bed. But if I leave the house, my husband says they both have the most peaceful, meltdown-free bedtime ever. So I’ve learned to just… remove myself as the trigger, apparently.
Tonight I went to the beach near our house and watched the sunset. I also called my mom – I’m almost 40, but she’s still my unofficial life coach (paid in gratitude and random toddler updates, of course).
Then I stopped by the store for some snacks – chocolate-covered nuts (amazing), and a savory snack that was just… meh. I ate a few to be polite to the store that sold them, and let the rest quietly expire in the back of my drawer.
Final Thoughts
So that’s a typical workday for me – as an eating disorder recovery coach, toddler mom, and human being just doing her best to hold it all together. Some days are smoother, some are messier, but I wouldn’t trade it.
If you enjoyed this peek behind the scenes, let me know in the comments! And don’t forget to grab your FREE copy of the recovery guide HERE (if you haven’t yet).
💛 Thank you so much for reading – and watching!
Love,
Elisa
