where stories are held
I thank every one of these mums from the bottom of my heart for sharing the stories of motherhood we often keep to ourselves.
— Rebecca
02 | Rebecca
I spent most of my life imagining motherhood. I couldn't imagine anything else - not a career, not travel, not study - just motherhood. What I didn't imagine, however, was a mental breakdown that sent me to a psychiatric ward only days after my son's birth.
Join me as I share part two of my story where I talk about how my postpartum unfolded in all the ways I could never have imagined.
Thank you for trusting me with your stories, it’s an honour I don’t take lightly.
listen now.
kind words.