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Central Washington, motherhood, Real Estate, workingmoms, worklife balancePublished June 25, 2025
Mom of 2 teen Daughters-Fulltime Real Estate Agent-Firefighter Wife
Some days I feel like I’m balancing a circus act—minus the applause and with way more laundry. I’m a mom to two teenage daughters, a full-time real estate agent, and married to a firefighter whose schedule is as unpredictable as a house inspection. My days are full, my calendar is colorful (read: chaotic), and my heart is somehow fuller than my to-do list.
Raising teenage girls is like living with two very glamorous, emotionally complex hurricanes. One minute we’re laughing about Instagram Reels, the next we’re in a heated debate over whose leggings are whose. But underneath the drama, there’s a deep love and admiration I have for the young women they’re becoming. They’re teaching me patience, resilience, and how to contour (still working on that one).
Being a realtor isn’t just a job—it’s a lifestyle. I’m always on. Whether it’s answering a text at 10 PM from a first-time buyer, sprinting to a last minute showing, or hosting an open house while mentally planning dinner, I’ve learned to thrive in the hustle. Real estate keeps me grounded in the community and challenged in the best way. There’s something special about helping families find their next chapter, especially when mine feels like a whirlwind of its own.
Being married to a firefighter adds a unique twist to our rhythm. The 24-hour shifts, holidays on hold, and the constant hum of “what if” in the back of my mind—it’s not always easy. But the pride I feel when I see him walk through the door in his uniform? That never gets old. We’ve learned to appreciate the little things: slow mornings when he’s home, texts that say “be safe,” and stolen date nights that feel like gold.
If I’ve learned anything, it’s that balance isn’t a perfect scale—it’s a daily recalibration. Some days my daughters get my full attention. Some days it’s my clients. Some days, honestly, I take the long way home to deflate and clear my mind. And that’s okay.
At the end of the day, this life—though messy and unpredictable—is mine. And I love it. I’m raising strong daughters, building a business I believe in, and standing beside a man who saves lives. It’s not glamorous, but it’s real. And real, I’ve found, is where all the good stuff lives.
Andrea VanHoof
Raising teenage girls is like living with two very glamorous, emotionally complex hurricanes. One minute we’re laughing about Instagram Reels, the next we’re in a heated debate over whose leggings are whose. But underneath the drama, there’s a deep love and admiration I have for the young women they’re becoming. They’re teaching me patience, resilience, and how to contour (still working on that one).
Being a realtor isn’t just a job—it’s a lifestyle. I’m always on. Whether it’s answering a text at 10 PM from a first-time buyer, sprinting to a last minute showing, or hosting an open house while mentally planning dinner, I’ve learned to thrive in the hustle. Real estate keeps me grounded in the community and challenged in the best way. There’s something special about helping families find their next chapter, especially when mine feels like a whirlwind of its own.
Being married to a firefighter adds a unique twist to our rhythm. The 24-hour shifts, holidays on hold, and the constant hum of “what if” in the back of my mind—it’s not always easy. But the pride I feel when I see him walk through the door in his uniform? That never gets old. We’ve learned to appreciate the little things: slow mornings when he’s home, texts that say “be safe,” and stolen date nights that feel like gold.
If I’ve learned anything, it’s that balance isn’t a perfect scale—it’s a daily recalibration. Some days my daughters get my full attention. Some days it’s my clients. Some days, honestly, I take the long way home to deflate and clear my mind. And that’s okay.
At the end of the day, this life—though messy and unpredictable—is mine. And I love it. I’m raising strong daughters, building a business I believe in, and standing beside a man who saves lives. It’s not glamorous, but it’s real. And real, I’ve found, is where all the good stuff lives.
Andrea VanHoof
