I didn’t set out to build a company. I set out to survive a Tuesday.
I am Champaka Bindige Navile — Champ. I am the mother of two neurodivergent children.
For years, I was the only person holding the complete picture of my children’s care. Every specialist — the occupational therapist, the speech therapist, the psychologist, the special educator — saw one piece of my child. I was the only one who saw all of it, and the only system connecting any of it was my own memory.
I repeated the same history to every new doctor. I carried notebooks between appointments because no record followed my children from one room to the next. I spent fifteen to twenty hours a week doing the invisible work of coordination — not because I chose to, but because no one else could.
Nobody trained me for this. I built the system in my head because no system existed anywhere else.
I am not the only mother who has done this. I am one of millions across India, living the same fragmentation, carrying the same invisible weight, alone.
That is why I built MyTheraverseOS. Not because I read a market report — because I lived the gap it fills. I am done carrying it in my head. I am building it so no mother has to do this by herself.