Her Honest Space

With everything changing – both in me and around me – I started to feel I wasn’t in control.

When Everything Changed

Before becoming a mum, I would turn to my space if I ever needed to feel grounded. This helped me reconnect with myself. I’d write, clean, or decorate. I would rearrange a shelf or a corner. I didn’t do this for perfection, but because it helped me think. It allowed me to breathe and reset mentally. It was how I made sense of things.

Losing Myself

Once I became a mum, my home started to mirror my internal feelings. It was messy. I felt out of control and overwhelmed. I didn’t know how to cope, so I pulled back. I hid myself. I wore a smile in front of others. Inside, I was constantly battling thoughts, I didn’t know how to name these thoughts.

I searched the internet; I was hoping to find a place. A blog, a post, or a voice, I needed something that spoke to what I was feeling. Instead, I found picture-perfect motherhood, polished routines, tidy homes, glowing mums who looked like they had it all together. I didn’t see myself in any of it.

And I began to wonder: What’s wrong with me?

Why does this feel so hard?

Does feeling like this mean I’m a bad mum?

A New Beginning

Thirteen months of motherhood passed before something finally shook awake in me. I stumbled across an old notebook full of forgotten goals. That little spark of memory reminded me of who I was – or at least, who I used to be. A woman who loved writing. A woman who created peaceful spaces as I way to care for her inner world. A woman who wanted to be more than just “mum”‘ while still being a good one.

This blog began as a private outlet – a place to spill my thoughts and process the messy middle. I started writing again. Creating again. Decorating tiny corners of my home again, not for Instagram, but for myself. And little by little, I began to feel like me again.

I leaned into this. It was imperfect, slow, and quiet. The more I did, the more I realised this is what’s missing online. Not the glossy version of motherhood, but the honest one.

So now, Her Honest Space exists for others like me. It is for mothers who feel lost, feel a little unseen and a little tired of pretending everything is fine.

Here, you’ll find:

Honest reflections on motherhood and identity.

Gentle home ideas that comfort, not overwhelm.

Soft encouragement for rediscovering yourself

And reminders that it’s okay not to thrive all the time.