The Story Behind The Mompreneurs Society Started With a Phone Call

Jul 14

5 min read

Updated: Jul 15

I was five months pregnant when I decided to start my own business.

I picked up the phone, called my insurance company, and said it out loud for the first time: I'm pregnant, and I want to create my company.

The answer was: you shouldn't.

You should be taking care of your belly. You should make sure everything is okay for the baby. You should simply be there. Exist.

I hung up and I felt something very clear. Anger.

Not sadness. Not doubt. Anger. Because I come from a family of entrepreneurs. My parents built businesses. My mom Amparo, my dad, Francisco, my sister Adriana and my brother Juan are all entrepreneurs. All of my family. I grew up knowing that building something of your own is not only possible while raising a family. It can be one of the most empowering things you do.

So when someone told me that my pregnancy and my ambition could not exist in the same sentence, I knew that was wrong. And that anger became the seed of everything that came after.

A very small individual in a very big system

If you have ever tried to start a business in a country that is not your own, you know what came next.

I made every possible mistake. I couldn't register easily. I couldn't get my VAT number. My German was poor, and half of the sentences people told me made no sense to me. I didn't fit into any of the boxes. And nowhere in the process did I find empathy for my situation, or a single resource for someone like me. A pregnant woman who wanted to grow a business.

I felt like a very small individual inside a huge system that didn't understand what I needed. That was the first struggle. It taught me something important: the problem was not me. The problem was that no structure existed for women like me.

Two worlds, and no place in either

So I looked for community. And I found something strange.

In the business communities, there was no space for motherhood. I joined female founder networks and was assigned a mentor. When I shared my fears and worries about building a business while pregnant, her response was that I would have to stop. That this could not work for me. I left those rooms feeling smaller than when I walked in.

In the mother communities, it was the opposite. I could talk about breastfeeding, sleep deprivation, parenting, everything you go through with a baby. And I needed that, deeply. But when I felt the pull to talk about my business, I felt guilty. Even ashamed. Asking a business question in a room full of mothers felt like breaking a rule nobody had written down.

Business communities that ignored my motherhood. Mother communities where my ambition felt out of place. I was living in two worlds, and I couldn't be whole in either of them.

I just wanted one space where I could talk freely. About a client. About a project. About my baby. About my exhaustion. All of it, in the same conversation, because all of it was my life.

That space didn't exist. So we built it.

The hardest part of the story

There is one more part I want to share, because it shaped everything.

My first pregnancy was hard at the end. And when my baby was born, it got harder. I had postpartum depression for the first three months. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't recognize my own body. I would look in the mirror and not understand what was happening to me. It was bigger than me, and I didn't have the resources or the words to make sense of it.

Those three months were some of the hardest of my life. And they taught me what it really means to need support. Not advice. Not motivation. Support. Someone who listens. Someone who stays.

I found that in women. One of them was Mama Ludy, whose work at Mammalicious Dance helps women move through postpartum depression and mental health struggles through dance. She hugged me when I needed it. She opened my eyes to how essential mental care is for mothers. I don't think she knows how much she helped me. This is me saying it publicly: thank you.

That experience is why emotional wellbeing is not a side topic at The Mompreneurs Society. It's a pillar.

How the community was born

The Mompreneurs Society didn't start with a business plan. It started with women finding each other.

Inside those mother communities, we started recognizing each other. The ones who also had a project. The ones carrying the same double life. We began with trust, built together, and opened up vulnerabilities we didn't even know we were carrying. All we needed was a safe space where motherhood and business could sit at the same table.

Five years later, that circle of women has become something official. The Mompreneurs Society is now a registered nonprofit association in Austria. It belongs to everyone. It has a structure, a board, a team, and a commitment to create real, positive impact.

This was never just my project. It's the work of women like Arlette, Mariana, Otilia, Farang, Maru, Danila and Elizabeth, and of partners who believed in this before it had a legal name.

What we do now

We are a nonprofit community dedicated to empowering current and future mothers to thrive in business, leadership and life. We believe you should not have to choose between raising a family and pursuing what you want to build.

In practice, that means entrepreneurship education, personal development, leadership training, mentorship, networking, visibility for your business, and emotional wellbeing at the center of it all.

Our community is free, and it always will be. We meet every Monday morning to plan our week together. We meet every month for open business coaching where you can bring anything: a sales question, a fear, a win, a hard day. That's where the magic happens, because that's where the community shows up for you.

If any of this sounds familiar

Maybe you've had your own version of that phone call. Someone who told you that you shouldn't. A system that didn't see you. A room where half of you had to wait outside.

I built this so you don't have to navigate that alone.

You're not alone. You never were. Come find us.

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