My Story
Where This Began.
I did not plan most of this. I planned to be a good mother and, if I am honest, not much beyond that. God had a longer list.
Raised in the Church, Then Chosen for Myself.
I grew up in church the way some children grow up near the ocean — it was simply part of the landscape, present every week, familiar before it was ever fully understood. My parents modeled a real faith, imperfectly and sincerely, and gave me a foundation I did not fully appreciate until I needed it myself.
In my early twenties, in a season when nothing in my life was in crisis, I finally sat with the question of whether I believed any of it because it was true, or only because it was familiar. That season of honest questioning is where my faith stopped being inherited and became mine — chosen, not just received.
Not long after, I met Daniel. Ours was not a whirlwind romance so much as a steady recognition that we wanted to build the same kind of life — one ordered around faith first, family close behind, and work as a means rather than an end. We married, and within a few years we were raising two children while Daniel built his real estate development career from the ground up.
Motherhood was the hardest classroom I have ever attended. My first nursing journey nearly broke me before it made me — six weeks of struggle that eventually became the seed of everything I now do as an IBCLC. I have written more about that season in the journal, because I do not think that kind of story is meant to be kept private.
Somewhere in the middle of early motherhood, I was invited into ministry leadership. I said no in my head before the invitation was finished, and then said yes out loud about a week later, after a conversation with Daniel and a long night of prayer. Today I direct the Intercession Ministry at Espaço Novo Tempo Orlando Seventh-day Adventist Church. That yes has shaped the friendships, prayer gatherings, late-night calls, and the honor of walking alongside people through difficult seasons.
A Yes I Did Not Expect to Give.
A Full Life, Held Together by One Center.
Today my life runs across a few different rooms that all connect to the same hallway. I direct the Intercession Ministry at Espaço Novo Tempo Orlando Seventh-day Adventist Church. As a doula and IBCLC, I serve mothers through Desafío Mamá in English, Spanish, and Portuguese. I also participate in the Christian movement Legendarios and Women’s Alliance NUVAS, and speak at retreats and events when the season allows it.
None of it looks like what I imagined at twenty-two. I am grateful it does not. I write here because I believe the most useful thing I can offer another woman is not a polished version of this life, but an honest one.
I did not plan this life. I only kept saying yes to the next right thing, and God built something out of it I never could have designed myself.Claudeth Oliveira