About my world!

In 2008, like so many others, we lost almost everything in the financial crisis. We’d just gotten married the year before and bought our first home in Cairns. I grew up there, working in admin for my dad’s business. My husband, originally from Melbourne, was an apprentice chef at the time.

When everything unravelled, we made the hard but hopeful decision to start over in Victoria. We didn’t know exactly how it would turn out — we just knew we had each other. We worked hard, rebuilt, and over time, welcomed three beautiful sons into our world.

By 2016, life had settled into a rhythm. I was working night fill at the local supermarket around the kids, and my husband was commuting into the city for work in IT. It wasn’t perfect, but it was stable — and we were grateful.

One day, I offered to watch a friend’s toddler while she attended her Thermomix demo. I wasn’t expecting much — but as I watched from the background, something shifted. I was captivated. We couldn’t afford one, but I learned I could earn it by becoming a Consultant.

What started as a practical decision became something truly meaningful. Within six months, I left my supermarket job and stepped fully into this new path. It gave me time with my kids. It gave me purpose again. It gave me a way to contribute that still honoured my family.

When two of our boys were later diagnosed with autism and ADHD, it all made sense. Their needs were different — and this work gave me the space to truly be there for them.

Then, in 2020, our world changed again. My husband, Matt, suffered two major strokes in his sleep. He was in hospital for four months. When he came home, he couldn’t walk, talk, or care for himself. Suddenly, I was a full-time carer and the sole provider.

It was terrifying. But the work I’d already been doing quietly rose up and held us. The flexibility, the community, the sense of purpose — it all became a lifeline.

These past five years have been some of the hardest, but also the most powerful. Matt has slowly relearned how to walk. He still can’t speak much, or read or write — but he’s here. He’s present. He’s still the most loving husband and father. I’m so proud of him.

I’ve now been a Consultant for nine years. Not because I planned it this way, but because it grew with us. It supported us. It helped me hold onto parts of myself I might’ve otherwise lost.

And I’m still here. Still showing up. Still finding joy in helping others find a little more ease, a little more time, a little more lightness in the everyday.

I can’t wait to walk beside you, wherever you are on your journey.