The day I accepted my first big speaking engagement, I had a baby on my hip, oatmeal in my hair, and yo gaba gaba blaring from the iPad on my kitchen counter. I pressed send on the email and I just stood and paused. Not in awe of the opportunity, but in awe that despite being a mother, I was thriving. I wasn't thriving despite being a mother. I was thriving because I was a mother.See, the world looks at motherhood as a challenge in business, a challenge that we cannot overcome. But what if motherhood is act ...