30/07/2025
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Sorry for the long post, but there has been sooo much over the past three years and I am feeling it all right now and did not want to leave anything out
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There was a time I felt completely alone in something I thought I should be handling just fine. I was on top of things in every other aspect of my life, right?
On the personal side I was trying to conceive. Experiencing miscarriages. Going through numerous IVF cycles. Birth trauma. And the emotional rollercoaster of early motherhood. I experienced the lot. The loss of precious long held dreams of what my family would look like.
I didnโt know how to ask for help and when I did, there just wasnโt the kind of support I needed. What I really needed back then was someone to listen, not to try and fix me. Not clinical. Not cold. Just kind and real. But that kind of support didnโt seem to exist.
That experience stayed with me. And eventually, it turned into something I never saw coming; a slow-burning desire to be the person Iโd needed back then for others.
It took me eight years to complete my Social Work degree, woven around a lot of life experiences, more losses and healing. And eventually becoming an Accredited Mental Health Social Worker.
While building ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, I was also quietly navigating some big personal transitions. It wasnโt easy. The path was anything but straightforward.
I have been told previously by a client that I saved her life. I guess I feel ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ also saved mine. It gave me something to pour my heart and soul into. Something to remind me of my purpose in this world. I believe I have truly grown alongside my business๐ฟ.
I started out part-time, working two days a week while still holding onto the comfort and security of a wage.
The fear was real: ๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ ๐๐ค๐๐จ๐ฃโ๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐ ? But I kept coming back to my โ๐ฌ๐๐ฎโ the heart of it all.
I still remember painting my very first office - the walls were bright blue, and it took ages, heaps of coats (and a lot of help from my family) to transform it into a calming, welcoming space. That office was the beginning. Thank you to my family and first few clients. You know who you are๐.
My second space was a room in an old house. It also needed painting to the horror of my family. Iโm convinced there was a female presence I felt there. I was the only one working there, so I saged and cleansed it before moving in. We found a kind of quiet peace together and I often had deep heartfelt conversations with her. I felt sad having to leave her on her own again.
Now in my third office (no painting thank God), I look back and realise how much this journey has stretched me. Thereโs been anxiety. A whole lot of โwhat ifs.โ But also ๐๐๐ ๐จ๐๐จ๐จ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐จ and more than ๐๐,๐๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ช๐ฉ๐๐จ spent holding space for clients going through some of lifeโs biggest transitions. And oh, the transformations and shifts I have witnessed.
These days, I work full-time in private practice, have started supervising other clinicians, and was recently awarded a scholarship for a Supervisor Development Program. There are still dreams to come, including running my Becoming Us classes and (one day!) working from a beautiful old house filled with character and calm. Who knows I might make a new friend ๐ป.
So here we are 3 years down the track and ๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ has changed me. It started from my ๐ค๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐๐ ๐๐ญ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฃ๐๐.
And it continues to grow, grounded in what I always needed and now love to offer: real, honest, heart-led support for women and non-birthing parents in the vulnerable and challenging times of pregnancy, loss, birth, and early parenthood.
If youโre in any of these times right now, please know this: ๐ฎ๐ค๐ชโ๐ง๐ ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฉ ๐๐ก๐ค๐ฃ๐.
๐ณ๐๐๐ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ was created by me for you๐.
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