The Last Time
We celebrate all the firsts, but nobody tells you when you’re living a last. As my youngest gets ready to start school, I’ve been thinking about all those ordinary moments of motherhood that quietly become memories.
We celebrate all the firsts, but nobody tells you when you’re living a last. As my youngest gets ready to start school, I’ve been thinking about all those ordinary moments of motherhood that quietly become memories.
I didn’t build my baby classes because I wanted to run baby classes. I built them because motherhood showed me, three times over, how much the right kind of support can shape those early months. From busy days out with my first baby, to quiet lockdown days with my second, to craving calm and connection with my third, this is the story behind why my classes look and feel the way they do.
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