An Ordinary Day In The Life Of A Mompreneur: The Untold Balancing Act

“My biggest motivation? Just to keep challenging myself. I see life almost like one long University education that I never had — every day I’m learning something new.” - Richard Branson, founder Virgin Group

A few years ago, my husband and I both had corporate jobs, made equal salaries, and shared household tasks pretty evenly. Then everything changed: we had a baby, and I decided to work from home to care for our child. It was a decision I had long looked forward to, something I always felt destined to do, at least for a while. I also craved a career shift and this seemed like the perfect time. Little did I know just how challenging this new chapter would be.

Looking back, I can say there's something predictable, stable, and secure about the 9-to-5 life. But I wasn't passionate about my corporate job, and I wanted more freedom, more purpose. Plus, I wanted to be close to my son during his early years, something I missed out on with my own mother. That absence shaped me in countless ways, and I wanted to give my little one a different experience.

Now, with my toddler about to turn 3, it’s safe to say this journey has been much more hectic than I ever imagined. From the first day, I’ve grappled with finding the balance between staying sane and keeping life in order. There are good days, and then there are days where I feel like I’m just barely holding it together.

So, without further ado, here’s a peek into what an ordinary day as a modern mompreneur looks like:

7:00 AM: The Day Begins

My husband is almost out the door on his way to work by the time my alarm goes off. He showers, dresses, lets the dog out, grabs breakfast, kisses us goodbye, and leaves. That’s my signal. I have about 30 minutes of “me” time before baby wakes up. I quickly tidy up, get dressed in my yoga-all-day-wear, and brew some tea. As I sip my tea, I mentally plan my day—juggling client calls, content creation, and three meals that fit within our dietary preferences. Spoiler alert: cooking isn’t my strong suit, and pleasing everyone’s taste buds is no small feat.

As soon as I take my first sip, I hear my little boy calling for "Mommy."

7:30 AM: Morning Rush

I head upstairs, ready for some morning cuddles. After a few giggles and hugs, we dive into potty training mode. Potty, vitamins, teeth-brushing—each step met with a steady stream of encouragement and gentle coaxing. Then it's downstairs to “start our day.” My little one heads to his toys while I prep his breakfast, sipping my now-cold tea. He eats at the coffee table, chatting in his own toddler language while I roll out my yoga mat.

I try to get in a 20-minute yoga session. Emphasis on try. Noah often uses my back as a jungle gym, climbing on me during downward dog or giggling as he disrupts my flow. Some days I give up halfway through, but we still end the session with smiles—whether I’ve sweat it out or not.

9:00 AM: Mompreneur Mode

Post-yoga, I dive into the never-ending list of household tasks—dishes, laundry, tidying, and feeding Boo, our 14-year-old Pomeranian. Then it’s time to entertain Noah. He only has nursery in the afternoons, three days a week, so the mornings are all about keeping him busy. Our activities range from Play-Doh to puzzle-making, outdoor walks, colouring, and singing rhymes. Tuesdays are for swimming class, Thursdays are kids' cooking workshops, and Saturdays, my husband or I take him to dance class.

Between activities, I try to steal 20 or 30 minutes at my desk—just enough to glance at emails or tweak a blog post. But no matter how hard I try, the interruptions come fast, and 30 minutes is usually the best I can hope for.

11:30 AM: Lunch Chaos

Time for lunch, aka convince my son to eat something. While he watches cartoons, I prepare his meal, let the dog out, and then try to navigate the tricky waters of toddler mealtime. Sometimes I have to resort to feeding him myself while using the threat of turning off the TV—parenting win? Maybe not, but it gets the job done.

Hubby usually comes home for lunch around 1:00 PM. By then, I’ve managed to get baby to finish his meal and I’m back in the kitchen making something for the adults. We sit together at the dining table, and our son often joins out of curiosity, though he's already eaten.

2:00 PM: Nap Time (or Nursery)

If baby is home, it’s nap time after lunch. I take him upstairs, but sometimes I fall asleep beside him, especially when he refuses to sleep alone. On nursery days, I push him in the stroller to drop him off, and he dozes off on the way. Either way, he’s out for a while, and I can finally focus on my business.

Those 3 afternoons of nursery are my golden hours. I squeeze in everything—client calls, content writing, emails, meetings, you name it. But with only 4 hours per session, three times a week, it’s never quite enough. The to-do list is always longer than the time I have, and the pressure to be super-efficient is intense.

6:00 PM: Evening Frenzy

Hubby picks baby up from nursery on his way home, and the house comes alive again. I start prepping dinner, and we sit down as a family around 7:00 PM. We laugh, vent, and unwind, but I still end up doing the bulk of the evening chores.

My husband helps where he can, but I can't help but notice how much more I take on now compared to our pre-baby days when things were more balanced. It’s a conversation that’s on the horizon—one that needs to happen soon.

After dinner, it's bath time for the little one, followed by his nightly "PJ party"—yes, a naked toddler jumping on the bed like it’s a party for one. Once he's in his PJs, we settle in for a bedtime story, although bedtime itself is still a work in progress.

The Reality of a Mompreneur

Being a mompreneur means juggling it all—motherhood, business, housework—with very little recognition. People often overlook just how much goes into running a business while being a full-time parent. The endless multi-tasking, the constant interruptions, the emotional labor—it’s all part of the package.

Despite the challenges, I’m grateful for the opportunity to work from home and spend time with my child. I get to be there for the little moments, the milestones, and all the messy, beautiful in-between. But make no mistake, this life isn’t easy, and the isolation of it all became even more apparent during the pandemic.

I hold onto hope that as my son grows and starts school, I’ll have more time to focus on my business—and myself. But for now, I’m doing the best I can, one day at a time.

Being a mompreneur means embracing the chaos, the unpredictability, and the sheer exhaustion, while holding on to the joy and fulfilment it brings. It’s not a job for the faint-hearted, but it’s a life that’s full of purpose, love, and determination.

Sarah the Digital GypSea

United Kingdom, July 2020