About me
Hi, I’m Kelly
A Mother, Social Worker, Doula, Facilitator, Educator & Storyteller
I create spaces where mothers can share their stories, connect through shared experiences, and feel encouraged to talk about the hard, the raw, and the real parts of motherhood without judgment or expectation.
“What began as something I’m passionate about has evolved into something much more.”
My Story
I have lived experience with postpartum depression, loneliness, rage, and resentment. These are parts of motherhood that many mothers carry quietly, often feeling ashamed or alone in their struggles. I know firsthand how isolating motherhood can feel, especially when you're navigating emotions you never expected.
When COVID happened, so much of the world shut down. Libraries, story times, playgroups, and the everyday opportunities to connect with other mothers and families disappeared. I felt incredibly isolated and alone. I would drive my kids around simply to get out of the house, looking for a change of scenery and a way to break up the day. At the time, I didn't realize just how much I was struggling.
I felt numb. I experienced what I now recognize as a flatness, an emotional disconnect. I didn't feel the bond with my son that I thought I was supposed to feel. I became increasingly frustrated, irritable, and angry, sometimes seemingly for no reason. I didn't understand what was happening or have the words to explain it.
It wasn't until my husband and mother-in-law began noticing that I wasn't myself that I started to recognize that something was wrong. Looking back, I can see how much I needed support, connection, and someone to help me make sense of what I was experiencing.
I share this because postpartum isn't always what we expect it to be. Sometimes it's lonely. Sometimes it's overwhelming. Sometimes we lose parts of ourselves along the way. And too often, we feel we have to keep those experiences to ourselves.
I want mothers to know they don't have to.
The Blooming Circle was born from this.
This support group was created because of those experiences.
It is deeply important to me to support other mothers who have felt similar emotions — the ones we often don't say out loud. I believe every mother deserves a space where she can speak her mind, share her story, and be met with understanding rather than judgment.
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The Blooming Circle was born from a desire to create what I wish I had during my own journey through motherhood. A place where mothers can connect, listen, and be heard. A place where stories are shared, relationships are formed, and community is rebuilt.
My hope is to help bring back the village to create meaningful connections and remind mothers that they don't have to navigate this journey alone.
Humans are not meant to do life alone.
Mothers are not meant to do motherhood alone.
We were always meant to have a village.
The Story Behind the Name
To bloom is to grow, to unfold, to come into being. It is a process of becoming one that takes time, patience, nourishment, and care.
We often talk about motherhood as something that comes naturally, as though we are simply meant to know how to do it. But mothering is also something we learn. It is something we grow into, shaped by experience, relationships, challenges, and the people who walk alongside us.
Like a flower, we need more than just the space to grow. We need to be nurtured, encouraged, cherished, and held. We need room to change, to stumble, to find ourselves, and to bloom in our own time.
Mothering deserves that same care.
A circle represents connection, belonging, and community. It is a space where everyone has a place, where stories are shared, voices are heard, and no one has to stand alone. A circle reminds us that we are part of something bigger than ourselves and that we can learn from one another, hold space for one another, and grow together.
The Blooming Circle was created from the belief that motherhood is not meant to happen in isolation. That mothers need to be nurtured, too. That becoming a mother is not the end of who we are, but the beginning of another unfolding.
And that is the heart of The Blooming Circle.
A place to be nurtured.
A place to belong.
A place to grow.