13/12/2025
💜 Where Mothers Rest, and Babies Remember 💜
Today the room felt different — softer somehow.
As if the world outside paused for a moment
so the mothers could breathe
and the babies could blossom.
We sat together in the quiet glow of morning light,
my teaching dolls in our arms,
and the mums shared something that touched me deeply:
that this space has become a place
where time slows down
and connection becomes possible again.
And then there are the babies —
sweet souls who seem to recognise me now.
Fionn, who lights up at the sound of my voice
even through a video.
Chloe, who settles so naturally in my arms,
trusting me without hesitation.
These moments remind me
that babies feel energy long before they understand words —
and they respond to love with love.
I ask for consent,
protect their privacy,
and honour their boundaries —
because safety is the soil where trust grows.
And in that trust,
something beautiful has unfolded.
This journey isn’t just theirs.
It’s mine too.
A gentle, steady knowing that I was born for this —
to hold space for mothers,
to nurture connection,
to be a soft place in a hurried world.
And every class… every smile… every tiny hand curled around mine
whispers the same truth:
You’re right where you’re meant to be.
💜✨
