At six months pregnant, malnourished and emotionally worn down, the business collapsed. The story made the papers. Each headline felt like another layer of shame. But what no one knew was that I had already made a plan to end my life.

I drove to a hill, not planning to return. But a stranger knocked on my window, asking if I was okay. That small interruption, that quiet moment of humanity, saved me.

I went to a police station and said, “I need help.” They arranged a psychiatric admission. It was the first time in years I felt safe. When I was discharged, I was given a wellness plan which I still refer to when I feel I’m unravelling.

I trained as an early year’s practitioner, then in baby wellness and trauma-informed care. I blended science with soul, evidence with experience. I began weaving together everything I’d learned not just about child development, but about what mums really need.

Because mums don’t need more pressure. They don’t need a perfect plan or another checklist.
They need someone who sees them.

Someone who’s walked through the darkness and come out the other side, not unscarred, but stronger for it.

That’s what I became. Not because I have all the answers, but because I know the questions. I’ve lived them. And now, I hold space for other mums as they find their way through, too.

Today, I work with mothers who’ve had a hard start. Whether that’s a difficult pregnancy, a traumatic birth, or a quiet unravelling like mine.

I help them reconnect with themselves, with their babies, and with the belief that they’re still allowed to grow, to heal, and to feel proud of the parent they’re becoming.

This isn’t about bouncing back.

It’s about rising in your own way, and in your own time.

Because you don’t have to carry it all alone.
And you were never meant to.

I’m here for you!!

With Love,
Leanne