My why ….

My little Myla Moo.

She made me a mumma — and in doing so, she’s been my greatest teacher. The one who showed me life’s most precious moments aren’t always big and bold… they’re soft, slow, and sometimes a little messy.

For too long, I felt like I was just surviving in motherhood. It was crippling. From the outside, I probably looked like I had my sh*t together — but inside, I was drowning in anxiety. I’ve always been a deeply intuitive person, yet somehow I found myself feeling completely lost.

I was obsessed with doing the ‘right’ thing. I second-guessed every decision. I devoured all the sleep advice the internet had to offer, took on too many opinions, and ended up doubting what Myla was trying to communicate to me. I just wanted sleep. I tried the Ferber method… and I felt sick to my stomach. It didn’t sit right with me. Not one bit.

Behind closed doors, I lost part of myself. The part known for joy, laughter, and warmth. I felt cold and pretty hollow. This wasn’t how I imagined motherhood would feel — and surely, I thought, surely there was another way.

I’ve been a paramedic for a decade. I know how to hold people in their most vulnerable moments, and when motherhood cracked me wide open, I realised I was destined to help others in a different way.

That’s where this new chapter began.

I became a sleep coach because I believe tired doesn’t have to be your forever. You deserve support that’s rooted in evidence and empathy — so you can feel more confident, more connected, and more like yourself again.