you’re not lost. you’re becoming.

Nobody warned you it would feel like this.

Not the exhaustion — everyone warned you about that. The strange, disorienting feeling that you have somehow disappeared. That the person you were before — the one who knew herself, had plans, felt solid — has gone somewhere you can’t quite reach.

You love your baby. That’s not the question. The question is: where did I go?

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You’re not falling apart. You’re not failing at this.

I’m Lyndall. And I want you to know something important: you’re in the middle of one of the most profound transformations a human being can go through — and almost nobody talks about what that actually feels like from the inside.

That’s what I’m here for.

What’s happening to me?

There’s a word for this. Matrescence.

It’s the process of becoming a mother — and it doesn’t just change what you do. It changes who you are. Your body, your identity, your relationships, your sense of purpose, your friendships, your partnership, your whole inner world. All of it, shifting at once.

Of course you feel like the rug has been pulled out from under you. It has.

Here’s what I want you to hear: that feeling isn’t a sign that something has gone wrong. It’s a sign that something profound is happening. You are in the middle of a transformation that takes years — not weeks, not the fourth trimester, years — and the reason it feels so bewildering is that we live in a culture that doesn’t give us a map for it.

I can offer you a map.

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You might be feeling…

I hear you. All of it.

Maybe you're moving through your days — the kids are fed, the house is holding together, you're ticking everything off — and yet underneath it all there's this low hum. Something's off. You can't name it. You just know that this isn't quite your life.

Maybe you're grieving something you feel you're not allowed to grieve. The person you used to be. The freedom. The version of yourself you always imagined you'd be as a mother — and somehow she never showed up.

Maybe you're wondering whether you'll ever feel like yourself again. Whether yourself even exists anymore.

You’re not broken. You’re not ungrateful. You’re not a bad mother. You’re in the middle of becoming one.

What I offer

A soft place to land — and a steady hand for the path ahead

I work with mothers who are in the thick of this — the disorientation, the grief, the in-between place where you don’t quite recognise yourself yet. Together, we slow down enough to name what’s actually happening, grieve what needs grieving, and find the thread that leads you back to yourself — not the self you were before, but the one you’re becoming.

You can take your time here. There’s no pressure to be through this by now. No timeline you’re failing to meet.

However suits you

Choose your support

Support should meet you where you are, not the other way around — in person in Bundall on the Gold Coast, by telehealth, or in your own home.

In clinic

A calm, private room in Bundall on the Gold Coast — somewhere that feels safe to exhale.

By telehealth

Secure video sessions from home, anywhere in Australia. As warm as being in the room.

Home visit

For the earliest, most tender weeks — support that comes to you. (Limited availability.)

A little about me

A therapist, a mother, and someone in your corner

I’m Lyndall — an Accredited Mental Health Social Worker who has spent over 35 years walking alongside women and families in some of the most vulnerable moments of their lives.

The mothers who sit with me don’t need to be fixed. They need to be seen. That’s what I’m here for.

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It’s not just you. And it does get clearer.

If you’ve been wondering why this feels so hard, wondering if it’s just you, wondering when it gets easier — you don’t have to navigate this alone. Reach out. I’d love to walk this with you.