Bloom with Glori was born out of both pain and redemption, out of the kind of breaking that brings you face-to-face with your need for God, and the kind of
healing that only He can give.
My journey into motherhood didn’t begin the way I imagined. With Evie, my first birth, I was left feeling silenced and unseen. One decision after another was made without me, and I entered postpartum exhausted and unsure of who I was now that I had become a mother. That season was lonely, dark, and emotionally heavy. And yet, even there, God was planting something.
With Samuel, my second birth, I wasn’t alone. I had a doula, and for the first time, I felt what it was like to be held, not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually. That support helped me find my voice and my strength. It awakened something deep in me: a desire to know more, to choose differently, to honor birth instead of fearing it.
There were still challenges during this labor, not with my body, but with the environment. The doctors were cold, dismissive, and demeaning.
I felt unheard and overlooked in a space that should have been safe. But even in the midst of that, I was no longer walking through it alone.
I began learning everything I could about home birth and midwifery, and I laid my desires at the feet of Jesus. I asked Him to reshape my understanding of birth, not through fear, but through faith.
When I became pregnant with my daughter Gloria, something was different. I had peace. Her birth was everything I had prayed for, fast, calm, Spirit-led, and full of God’s presence. For the first time, I didn’t feel afraid. I felt free, to trust my body, to trust the process, and to trust the God who designed it all.
Nine months later, I was expecting Sally Claire, surrounded once again by the same incredible team and carrying that same deep sense of confidence in my heart.
That birth, like Gloria’s, was gentle and empowering. I walked away in awe, not just of what my body had done,
but of what God had done through it.
It was Gloria’s birth that shifted everything for me. Her name means “Glory of God,” and that’s exactly what her story revealed, the glory of God through birth, through womanhood, through motherhood. Her story is where this calling began.
Bloom with Glori is not just a name. It’s a mission. It’s my offering to the Lord. A space where women can be seen, supported, and reminded that they were made to do this, not by their own strength, but by the One who walks with us in every moment, whispering, “You are not alone. I am with you.”
Whether this is your first baby or your fifth, I want to come alongside you as a steady, faith-filled presence. I want to hold space for your story, your voice, and your God-given strength. Because birth is not just physical, it’s spiritual. And motherhood is not just a role, it’s a mission God has already prepared you to fulfill.
So here I am, a Jesus-loving, doula-in-training, always-reheating-my-coffee mama of four—ready to serve, pray, and believe with you as you step into one of the greatest journeys of your life.
Let’s walk this road together. Let’s trust God with every step. Let’s bloom together—by His grace, for His glory. 🌿
“She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come.”
—Proverbs 31:25