Day in the Life of a Muslim Working Mom
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Uma Isla
Winning the lottery has been the theme of Uma’s life—starting with literally winning a lottery to come to the United States. She’s married to an amazing man through an arranged marriage 10 days after she met him. She gave birth to premature twin girls after an experimental fetal laser surgery and 30% chance of survival. And gave birth to her son 28 months later.
Uma earned an MBA focused in strategy while typing reports with kids on her shoulders and reading strategy books as bedtime stories. Currently she manages a tech company which she transformed from a minimally viable software to more than 22 implementations across the U.S.
She hungers for balance, deep and honest conversations, creativity, and information.
She also feels passionate about supporting, mentoring, and empowering women to aim high while maintaining balance.
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