The space no one built for us.

So we built it

ourselves

.

MAMA is a digital community where ambition and motherhood collide—without apology. Built for working moms in advertising, media, and the spaces in between — the women shaping the future of work while raising the next generation at home.

Join the waitlist to the MAMA community

This is a rolling monthly admission waitlist. Membership fee: $8 per month. No payment is required until you’re officially invited to join.

Why We Built MAMA

We got tired of pretending balance was the goal. Tired of being brilliant and invisible. Tired of the silent penalty for having kids, boundaries, or actual lives.

So we built what we needed. And we’re building it together.

MAMA is a digital community—with intentional programming, real resources, and space to show up fully. Not a giant, inactive platform. Not just another Slack group. We’re here for the women who give as much as they receive—and want to build a space that’s real.

47% of moms labeled “less committed” after having kids.

53% worry they’ll never reach pay equity.

1 in 3 has left or downshifted after becoming a parent.

38% say they’d leave without flexibility.

3X more likely than fathers to cut back for caregiving.

10% drop in women across ad/media companies.

Inside MAMA, you’ll find:

  • The conversations no one has at the all-hands.

  • Inside recs and unfiltered advice from women who’ve been there.

  • Career highs, burnout lows, and the relentless mental load math that only other moms get (IYKYK).

  • The support you actually need. And doors that don’t stay shut.

  • MAMAs who don’t need you to explain. Ever.

  • Private access to MAMA’s digital space

  • Honest convos about work, life, and the overlap

  • AMAs with industry moms making it work

  • Templates, job leads, and member recs

  • First invites to MAMA events and mentorship

  • Real Engagement – Join conversations, share honestly, and show up when you can (no pressure, just presence).

  • Respectful Community – No judgment, no gatekeeping—just space for real talk, support, and solidarity.

  • Low-Cost Membership – $8/month or $80/year. Cancel anytime. No hidden fees, ever.

  • Rolling Admissions – We’re opening the doors in waves to grow intentionally and onboard with care.

Who We're For—And What We Believe

We built this for the women building brands, leading teams, and shaping creative culture, while holding babies in one arm and pitch decks in the other.

For the moms who refuse to choose between ambition and motherhood.

We Believe

Boundaries aren't weaknesses

Burnout isn't
passion

Industry change
starts with us

The strongest network for mothers is one where we don't have 
to explain ourselves.

The strongest network for mothers is one where we don't have to explain ourselves.

And that network is MAMA.

MAMA Spotlights

Emily Meekins

Co-Founder • Mom of 1

Caloua Zhané

Co-Founder • Mom of 1

We’re Just Getting Started.

Excited about MAMA? Us too. And this is just the start. Big ambitions, a community growing around them, and so much more to come. Here’s a glimpse of what we’re building together:

A conference where careers and kids share the stage — finally.

Mentorship that doesn’t sugarcoat what it takes.

IRL meetups (because your device can’t hug you back).

A certification that sets the standard for mom-friendly workplaces.

Advocacy that doesn’t wait for permission.

You're Not Alone— You're with MAMA.

We’re building this community with—and for—you.

Add your name to the waitlist and be the first to join the MAMA community.

Emily Meekins

Emily • Fractional People/Talent Partner • Lancaster, PA • 1 Beautiful Boy
Still in my first year of motherhood—and it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. My son Irving is the center of my world. Who knew I could love someone so deeply, or how much my world (and sense of self) would expand because of him?
 
It’s also really hard being a mom—and all of the other things I am: a partner, a business owner (x2, soon to be 3!), a friend, a daughter/sister/aunt, a homeowner, a community builder, the go-to shoulder to lean on for so many people in my life. I wouldn’t trade a single role, but whew—trying to be them all at once is demanding.
 
It feels like the pace of life has 10x’d. I’ve adjusted… but I’m also often out of breath (and occasionally in tears). And yet—this is the happiest, most fulfilled I’ve ever been. I’m also on the verge of tears writing this. (Thanks, postpartum hormones!) I think this might just be who I am now, lol.
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I thought I was ready.
 
My son started daycare at 4 months; I returned to work a week later with a full plate of client work. Somehow, I completely missed the memo on daycare germs. Our house was rocked for three straight months—constantly sick, constantly trying to care for a sick baby while also being sick, while also holding up client commitments.
 
It all came to a head with an overnight hospital stay. Sitting next to his hospital crib—exhausted, terrified—and suddenly everything came into focus. What my home needed. The space I hadn’t made in my work. The community I was missing. I pulled out my phone and sent Caloua a chaotic brain dump—a seed of what would eventually become MAMA. Something I needed. Something I knew others needed too.
 
I genuinely believed nothing would change. That daycare would start, I’d go back to work, and life would resume as normal. But nothing about me—or my life—will ever return to “normal.” The biggest thing I’ve learned? My margin of error had to expand. Dramatically. Because there are things I can’t plan for that will keep showing up—and if I don’t build space for them, they’ll bulldoze me every time.
From 9 to 5, it feels like we’re all in hiding. Imagine having to tuck away this huge, all-consuming, life-altering part of who you are—for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week. Sometimes there’s a bit of small talk at the top of a meeting—but it’s clear we’re expected to quickly tuck it away. Shift gears, get focused, and get back to being a productive professional. Like I didn’t just spend my morning covered in poop. Honestly? It’s weird. I didn’t realize how strange or disorienting it would feel until I became a mother.
I feel most seen—as a mother and a professional—when I’m talking to other working moms.
 
There’s an unspoken understanding that transcends anything I could try to explain: the balancing act, the relentless pace, the invisibility, the constant demands, the never-ending to-do list, the meltdowns (ours and theirs), the expectations, the guilt.
 
Those moments of being truly understood—whether it’s a passing comment, a voice memo, or the rare and sacred dinner date—they mean everything.
Support, right now, means having people I can call on who truly get it. People who understand me—and this phase of life I’m in—in a deep, almost spiritual kind of way.
Launching MAMA is a dream and I’m so proud to finally be sharing this with others.
live in the delusion that I’m just one month away from things normalizing. (If I keep telling myself this, it’ll eventually happen… right? 🤪)
MAMA! I’m also growing the recruitment side of workstrat (need help hiring? hi!! 👋🏻). And at home, we’re working on getting Irving to sleep in his crib through the night. Not cool yet, but it’s going to catch on (haaaalp!!).

Caloua Zhané

Caloua • Marketing Strategist and Founder of interrelate, Co-Founder of  MAMA • Philadelphia, PA • 1 little lady

Year 5 being a mom, year 2 co-parenting. Navigating her finding interests, developing social skills, and asking 1,000 and 1 questions about me and how I grew up. It’s a healing, challenging, and fulfilling time.

We’re in big time prep mode for Kindergarten (and I sob thinking about her first day of school). We decided to only do camp for half the summer so as I type this, she’s molding play doh, asking me to get off my laptop.

🤹🏽‍♀️🩰😅
How interested my daughter would be in what I do. They aren’t isolated, I work as I mom, and she wants to know all about it. I can share with her campaigns I’ve worked on, products I get to promote, and she soaks it all up. 
Yes, we love being a mother more, but we don’t love our career any less. That sometimes it will come down to the wire and that’s me giving it my all, and it’s just not good (and sometimes better).

The days my daughter interrupts a call and the meeting just continues to float on. When I’m reminded the work we are doing isn’t life or death and it’s okay to shelf it for a moment or two to tend to her.

Support is a strange thing. Co-parenting is very jarring with my biggest support system being a man I decided to leave– that makes it hard to ask for help (even though he’s willing). I want to prove my ability to do it alone while draining myself some days. Folks are there, when I call on them, and calling is sometimes so hard.
Besides finally sharing this with you all? My little one starting her ballet journey.
embrace the tears.
Besides this community and space? A self portrait.

No Apologies, Mama.

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