Holistic Birthkeeper · HTMA Practitioner · Certified Fertility Coach
A body that has been
restored and genuinely
nourished does not need
to be forced to thrive.
It blooms.
A body that has been
restored and genuinely
nourished does not need
to be forced to thrive.
It blooms.
For years I thought I was the healthiest person around me. I exercised. I ate well. I prided myself on doing all the right things. I believed that if you worked out hard enough, dieted enough, said no often enough — your body would reward you. I lived by that belief for years. But underneath the surface, my body was telling a completely different story.
Periods so painful they put me on the floor. Mood swings that came out of nowhere and took days to recover from. Skin that broke out no matter what I did. Weight that wouldn't move no matter how hard I tried. An exhaustion that lived in my bones — the kind that sleep doesn't touch and coffee only masks.
I normalized every single one of those things. I assumed this was the tax on being a woman. The cost of having a body that does hard things.
My first pregnancy ended before it really began. That loss broke something open in me that I still carry. And it was the first time I thought: what if I'm not as healthy as I think I am?
My second pregnancy — my son — I had to fight for the birth I wanted. I had a midwife and still found myself up against a system far more medicalized than I'd ever imagined. I cried a lot of tears. But I found my voice. I advocated for myself. And I had my dream homebirth at home, on my own terms.
My third pregnancy dismantled me. A twin pregnancy with one loss, ending in a cesarean and twenty-two days of NICU time with my daughter. It broke me open in ways I am still integrating. But it also gave me something I couldn't have earned any other way — a bone-deep understanding of high-risk birth, of the medical system, of what women face when their bodies don't follow the expected path. And a fierceness about this work that I don't think will ever leave me.
Through all of it, I kept searching for answers to what was happening inside my own body. I saw naturopaths. I followed protocols. I took the supplements, ran the blood panels, eliminated the foods. I got "normal" results and abnormal experiences, over and over again, for years. Nothing got to the root. Nobody looked in the right place.
For the first time, I wasn't looking at a snapshot. I was looking at a pattern. What my tissues had been storing. How my minerals were functioning. What my stress response was doing beneath the surface. Why my hormones behaved the way they did. Suddenly, none of it was random. My body wasn't broken. It was responding — intelligently, purposefully — to everything it had been given and everything it had been denied.
As I began to actually nourish my body — not restrict it, not push through it, not override it — things started to shift. Energy I hadn't felt in years. Cycles that no longer ruled me with pain. A clarity and a steadiness I didn't know I was missing. I stopped fighting my body and started listening to it. And everything changed.
My son — full of life, endlessly energetic, beautifully wild — had high uranium levels and significant heavy metal burden showing up in his tissue. My husband, strong and hardworking and seemingly fine, had gut dysbiosis so significant that he was barely absorbing nutrients at all. Eating well. Getting almost nothing from it. His HTMA told the truth that years of standard bloodwork never had.
This is what I do now. I look where nobody else is looking.
The order is not an accident — and it changes everything.
Before we add anything, we look at what has been taken. Years of stress, depletion, poor sleep, mineral loss, unresolved grief, and survival mode leave a body that cannot simply be pushed harder. Restoration is the foundation. We come back to safety before we ask for more.
Not restriction. Not optimization. Not biohacking. True nourishment — giving the body what it is specifically, deeply asking for. Minerals. Real food. Rest. Light. Warmth. The things that have been withheld, often for years, in the name of being healthy.
A body that has been restored and genuinely nourished does not need to be forced to thrive. It blooms. Energy returns. Cycles regulate. Fertility opens. The woman who felt like she was disappearing into her symptoms begins to recognize herself again.
Most of what we call "women's health" is actually symptom management dressed up as care.
You are handed a diagnosis, a prescription, a supplement protocol, a meal plan — and sent back out into the world with the same underlying conditions intact, just quieter for a while. Nobody asks why your cortisol is doing what it's doing. Nobody traces your fatigue back to the minerals your body has been depleted of for years. Nobody considers that the period pain you've normalized since you were fifteen might be your body's loudest cry for something it has never been given.
I'm not interested in quieting your symptoms. I'm interested in understanding them.
At the center of this work is metabolism — and not in the way you've heard it used before. Metabolism is not your calorie burn. It is not your body type or your set point or your genetic destiny. Metabolism is the process by which your body produces and uses energy at the cellular level. It is the foundation beneath every system you have. Your mood, your menstrual cycle, your fertility, your digestion, your sleep, your skin, your ability to handle stress, your capacity to feel like yourself — all of it runs on metabolic energy. And when that foundation is compromised, everything built on top of it begins to crack.
This is why I don't start with your symptoms. I start with what's underneath them.
Getting back to the root isn't complicated, but it is countercultural. It means eating enough — actually enough — of the right things. It means prioritizing minerals over restriction. It means protecting your sleep like the medicine it is. It means getting morning light, managing your stress load honestly, and giving your nervous system reason to feel safe. It means letting your body do what it was designed to do, instead of constantly working against it.
This is how we prepare for pregnancy. This is how we recover from birth. This is how we reclaim ourselves in the middle of motherhood, when everyone else's needs have been met and we've forgotten to count our own.
I will always look at the whole picture — your history, your patterns, your seasons of life, the things you've tried and why they didn't work — before I suggest a single thing.
I don't recommend supplements to fill a protocol. I recommend them when your body is genuinely, specifically asking for them — and I'll show you why.
No foods you hate. No routines that punish you. No workouts that leave you more depleted than when you started. If it doesn't fit into the life you're actually living, it will not last — and lasting is the only thing that matters.
I hold space for all of it. The evidence-based and the intuitive. The clinical and the ancestral. The bloodwork and the bone broth. You will never have to choose a camp to work with me.
And I will bring my whole self to this — my losses, my births, my own long journey back to a body I trust. Not because your story is the same as mine, but because I know what it feels like to be failed by the systems that were supposed to help you. And I know what it feels like to finally find something that tells the truth.
My work is rooted in supporting women. The mother who is depleted cannot pour from an empty vessel. The mother who is hormonally unraveled cannot regulate a household. The mother who has been failed by every system she trusted cannot trust her own body. She is the heartbeat of the home — and when she is restored, the whole family feels it.
This is why she comes first. Always.
That said, I also work with men and children — because HTMA tells the truth about every body, not just hers. A husband who cannot absorb what he eats, a child carrying a heavy metal burden no pediatrician has caught, a family whose collective health picture is quietly unraveling beneath the surface — this work reaches all of them. But we begin with her. Because she is the root from which the rest of the family grows.
I grew up rowdy on an ostrich farm in Kelowna, BC — full of energy and always chasing the next adventure. These days I'm quieter. More rooted. I find more joy in a slow morning at home than I ever did in a crowded room.
Wife. Mama to a wild boy and a resilient girl. I carry two babies in heaven, and their absence is woven into everything I do.
I love Christ, sourdough, bone broth, thrift shops, and the kind of honest conversation most people are too polite to have. I believe wellness should support your life, not consume it. Good food, sunlight, meaningful relationships, laughter, rest, and faith — these things matter as much as any protocol.
My hope is that when you land here, you feel seen and grounded — not overwhelmed. Just supported with clarity, honesty, and truth. You don't need another quick fix. You need someone who will look deep enough. And your body already knows the way.
I believe the body was fearfully and wonderfully made — not as a puzzle to be managed, but as a creation to be understood and stewarded. That belief shapes everything I do. It is the reason I take this work seriously. It is the reason I care about getting it right. And it is the source of the deep, genuine love I bring to every woman who comes through this door — wherever she is in her journey, whatever her body has been through.
You are so welcome here.
You don't have to keep normalizing symptoms, settling for "everything looks normal," or wondering if this is just what motherhood feels like.
It's not. And you don't have to figure it out alone.