Amy Molloy

This post deals with eating disorders and sexual coercion and may be triggering for some readers.

In this episode, we chat about:
Your personal story can be one of your business’s greatest assets.
Your experiences as a person – the good ones and the bad ones – are part of the reason your community gravitates towards you.
So sharing them is a great way to connect on a deeper level with your dream clients.
But choosing how and when to share that story can be tricky.
If you want to learn how to strategically share your lived experience, listen to my conversation with Amy Molloy.

As Carrie moves on in ‘And Just Like That’, young widow Amy Molloy discusses dating after death — and the pressure to offer a “glimmer of hope.”

It asks us to look at what’s working, who we think we are, what we’re attached to, and how we value ourselves – and not just in the first weeks and months of motherhood, but over and over again.

But as we peel back those layers of identity and attachment, what does that leave?
As my guest this week – author, mama and now children’s book creator Amy Molloy – says:
This podcast is a reminder that we never stop asking ourselves this question – and that’s OK.

Healing happens when stories are shared in safe spaces. This I know for sure and some Amy Molloy has made a career out of living by and through and supporting others to do the same.
In this ep. we dive into some juicy, juicy topics like;
Why small talk is out.
When is it ok to share and why it's important to do the inner work first.
Why you don't need to be an expert to make a difference.
Why sharing your story is so powerful and so, so much more.

In March 2020, I was seven months pregnant when I said goodbye to my parents at the train station. They were meant to be in Australia for another four weeks before going back to the UK, but their airline had recommended they catch an earlier flight.

We hugged and cried, as they kissed my growing belly. I’ll never forget their blissfully naïve words: “We’ll be back right after the birth”. (The grief of raising a baby in 'Fortress Australia' cont. in link)

As life gets back to normal here, I can't help but feel a pang whilst loved ones back home are in lockdown.

I’ll always remember a conversation I had with my mom shortly after my husband died, leaving me widowed at the age of 23.“To me, you’re done,” she said. “If you do nothing else with your life this is enough for me.”

She had seen me nurse a cancer patient to his death; she’d watched me get married and, three weeks later, walk down a church aisle behind a coffin. I didn’t need to achieve anything else in her eyes.

We are so scared of death, we don’t discuss what an honour it is to watch someone die; to be present – really present – when someone takes their last breath, to lean in and breathe them in, to put your head on their chest as their heart stops beating and kiss their skin as it transforms.

As I finished my gym session, I stopped to take a photo of my growing tummy in the studio’s full-length mirror. I smiled at the evolution of our latest family member but, unlike photos from my previous pregnancies, this selfie was not destined to become a #bumpie.
I’m currently five months pregnant with my third child – a little girl – but you wouldn’t know it from my social-media feeds because I’ve chosen to keep this pregnancy offline.

[PODCAST] There are so many ways Amy has turned her lemons into an opportunity to empower other people. Amy is a wealth of wisdom and knowledge and I’ve no doubt you’ll enjoy listening to this chat as much as I enjoyed chatting with her...

As my newborn baby cried in the next bedroom, I tried to keep my voice steady as I comforted my 2-year-old toddler. For the last week she’d been suffering from night terrors – the child who was previously always my ‘good’ sleeper, the child who I relied on to make evenings easier. This wasn’t how it was meant to be when I became a second-time mother...