Just don’t ask
The problem with asking
Driven by passion
There was some significant, impactful work that I accomplished in my corporate days. Projects and achievements that brought value to millions of people, to thousands of developers and countless partners. The brand was cherished, the products launched and loved. It’s awesome work, even when compared to many of my peers. These statements might sound like arrogance, but they come from a place of surprise and fondness of a past chapter.
How did I do it? At the time, I was just having fun, trying my best and in love with my job. It never occurred to me that this was massive stuff. Of course, the company was huge, what we were doing was beautiful and valuable, but I never thought too much about my contribution, I was just one amongst many, grateful for being a part of it. If someone was to ask me at the time if I would be able to do all those things, I would probably have doubted it and shrugged off the idea as nonsense.
So how did it happen?
One thing at the time. I would find an exciting opportunity, a good challenge to work on; or someone would ask “Hey, are you interested in launching X in this market?” and I would just grab it. Everything was new, and there were no instructions to follow. There would be (or not!) a budget and a timeline (that would often change with the wind) and, of course, the soul of the brand and the company to respect (users first, simplicity, doing what matters, etc.).
From there, I would figure out how I could tackle things, different pieces of it, tasks, people to partner with, teams to set up, resources to create. And I would go for it, and do it, one thing after another. There was no space – and often no time – to waste with questions like “Am I capable of doing it? What if I fail?” It is like all of this doubts and questions were beyond a wall, outside a sphere, that I didn’t even realise existed. One thing at the time, it would get done.
Worrying about these things would just have gotten in the way.
So what? What does that have to do with motherhood?
Driven by love
One thing at the time.