MummaBaby_space

MummaBaby_space Emotional and practical Post natal support for any new mums in the Surrey and Sussex area

I am a postnatal doula working in the Surrey and Sussex areas in South East England. I have trained in baby wearing, mindful breast feeding, mothers mental health, and postnatal massage. I run a check in service as well as minimum three hour sessions where I support a new mother post birth, signposting, reassuring and nurturing her so she can put her well-being first and bond with baby in a safe space. I am also a developing doula companion to new doulas and the Doula Uk Guildford rep.

I haven’t shared much about Breast Cancer Awareness Month this year…and for a while I felt a bit guilty about that.But a...
30/10/2025

I haven’t shared much about Breast Cancer Awareness Month this year…
and for a while I felt a bit guilty about that.

But as everyone knows, cancer doesn’t just belong to October.
It’s threaded through every single day, in the living scan-to-scan, the constant planning and re-planning,
and the slightly chaotic, whack-a-mole feeling when something new pops up and needs attention.

Just because I’m quiet, doesn’t mean it’s not there. I have survived four diagnosis over the last 20 years but it doesn’t end. It’s simply woven into life now, motherhood, work, joy, grief, all sitting side-by-side. It led me to my doula life, it has made me a better mumma, more understanding, empathetic and kind than I could ever hope to be and I have had the fortune to meet the most inspiring and wonderful people. I am so proud of who it has made me and the resilience and courage it continues to give me.

I’m endlessly grateful for the hands that hold me. My friends, family, incredible care teams and for the women walking this crazy, ever undulating path too.
We see each other.
We get it.
And we carry on, messy, brave, and human.

Sending big love to anyone in this space right now.
You are not alone. 🩷

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There’s a whisper in the air lately — in my clients’ homes, in my own heart.The whisper of growth.Of women becoming moth...
27/10/2025

There’s a whisper in the air lately — in my clients’ homes, in my own heart.
The whisper of growth.
Of women becoming mothers, of families finding rhythm and of me, learning to steady myself between it all. There has been a lot!

Doula Diary No.4 – The Whisper of Growth is up on Substack — a soft reflection on motherhood, postnatal care, being a doula and what it means to grow quietly.

To the Mumma whose birth didn’t unfold as she imagined —whose world and dreams shifted under fluorescent lights,whose fi...
20/10/2025

To the Mumma whose birth didn’t unfold as she imagined —
whose world and dreams shifted under fluorescent lights,
whose first hello came through someone else’s hands,
Please know this: your strength isn’t diminished.
Your bond isn’t broken.
And your baby knows you — the rhythm of your heartbeat,
the sound of your voice, the scent of your skin.
That connection runs deeper than any moment missed. 🌙

I’m feeling all the feels today as this beauty turns 15.The celebrations began at the weekend (and definitely aren’t ove...
14/10/2025

I’m feeling all the feels today as this beauty turns 15.
The celebrations began at the weekend (and definitely aren’t over yet!) — but today I’m trying to soak it all in.

And not to make it about me, but every child’s birthday is a mummas birthing day too!

Fifteen years of motherhood! Learning, growing, worrying, loving, laughing, and doing my best in a world that makes parenting (and being a teen!) harder than ever.

We do so much to make the magic, but today I’m celebrating the magic of being a mum and the magic my daughter brings to every day ❤️

Skin to skin isn’t just for the early hours.It’s for the wobbly days, the teary mornings, the long afternoons when you b...
06/10/2025

Skin to skin isn’t just for the early hours.
It’s for the wobbly days, the teary mornings, the long afternoons when you both just need to reset.
Strip it back, literally, and let your bodies do what they know how to do.
You’re doing beautifully, even when it doesn’t feel like it. Sometimes, it’s not the latch, the sleep, or the routine that matters most…
It’s the pause. The stillness. The warmth of their skin against yours.
In that quiet space, oxytocin blooms, bonding you both in a language older than words.
That’s where connection grows.
That’s where you both begin again.

If you have been following my feed this week you will have seen I’ve launched my very new and special, affirmation cards...
05/10/2025

If you have been following my feed this week you will have seen I’ve launched my very new and special, affirmation cards.
They have come from a very personal place and are a way for me to support, not just other doulas and carers who hold space for others, but also myself.
I saw a post about resilience yesterday and it really resonated. We only know what we know but those events, emotions and feelings become our armour. That knowledge, experience and insight strengthen our back bone.
These cards are a reminder that who we are and what we do, shape us but we deserve all of the care, compassion and the chance to take that armour off, now and again x
Sometimes the most powerful moments aren’t the big ones — they’re the pauses.
The quiet between caring for others and remembering to care for ourselves.
The breath between giving and receiving.
The space between holding and being held.
Enjoy x
If you would like to learn more or buy a deck, head to the link in my bio xx

When my dad was diagnosed two years ago, I was a carer, a patient and a daughter, meeting mum at the hospital to take hi...
30/09/2025

When my dad was diagnosed two years ago, I was a carer, a patient and a daughter, meeting mum at the hospital to take him to an appointment in the basement.
Two floors up, I was a birth partner in the labour ward.
In between, I stood alone in a hospital corridor, realising:

We need somewhere to land too.

These cards were born in that moment.
Created for doulas, carers, therapists, companions… anyone who holds space for others.

A little stack of reminders for the days you may need a reminder of your own worth.

Tomorrow, the wait is over, the space between is here!

Ever found yourself in the space between?Between holding it together for someone else, and quietly crumbling?Between off...
29/09/2025

Ever found yourself in the space between?
Between holding it together for someone else, and quietly crumbling?
Between offering calm, and craving care?

It’s where I’ve sat as a doula, a daughter, a patient, a mother.
It’s what inspired something gentle, something new.
Something I’ve poured my heart into…

Landing soon. For those of us who hold space – and need it too.

🌙

Every breath you share, every heartbeat pressed close, every moment of stillness together — it’s building foundations th...
28/09/2025

Every breath you share, every heartbeat pressed close, every moment of stillness together — it’s building foundations that last a lifetime. 💕

So if the dishes wait, if the messages go unanswered, if the world outside feels far away… that’s okay.

And just like that, summer is tucking itself away, and September sweeps in with all its bustle and adjustment.Back to sc...
23/09/2025

And just like that, summer is tucking itself away, and September sweeps in with all its bustle and adjustment.

Back to school, back to routine, back to that familiar swirl of fatigue and overwhelm that often comes with this time of year. It can feel like a hurricane at first—but I know from years gone by that the storm passes, and we do find our footing again.

So this month, my word is steady.
Steadily easing, calming and transitioning

As the knitwear comes out and the soups start bubbling, I’m reminded that retreating a little, wrapping ourselves in warmth, and listening to what truly steadies us is not only allowed—it’s necessary.

Here’s to moving through the frantic with steadiness.

Welcome home, MummaThat first time you step back through your front door with your baby in your arms.Everything looks th...
18/09/2025

Welcome home, Mumma

That first time you step back through your front door with your baby in your arms.

Everything looks the same… but nothing feels the same.

This letter is for you — the Mumma who just got home and is quietly wondering what now?
It’s for the way you’re learning about each other slowly, hour by hour.
And to remind you, you are not expected to know it all.
You are allowed to feel it all.
And you absolutely deserve support through it all.

You’re not alone in this.
Once your doula, always your doula 💛

✍️ A letter to the Mumma considering postnatal support If you’re hovering on the edge of asking for help, wondering if y...
11/09/2025

✍️ A letter to the Mumma considering postnatal support

If you’re hovering on the edge of asking for help, wondering if you really need it or if you should just manage on your own—this one is for you.

Postnatal support isn’t about being unable to cope. It’s about giving yourself the same love and care you’ll be giving to your baby. It’s about being held while you hold everyone else. It’s about permission to rest, to breathe, to find your feet as a mother with someone gently by your side.

You don’t have to do this alone.

👉 Save this if you need a reminder that it’s okay to ask for help
🌻 Tag anyone who needs to read this today x

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