The Longing We Don't Speak About: Trusting the Wisdom of the Body

The Quiet Longing for Another Baby: Trusting the Wisdom of the Body

I understand the longing for another baby. I understand the confusion that comes with it too—the inner conflict that whispers,

"Shouldn't I just be grateful?"

I was already a proud mother of two beautiful, healthy children. They filled my heart, gave my life purpose, and brought me immeasurable joy. So where did this deep ache for another baby come from?

After my miscarriage, I carried a quiet emptiness. A whisper that echoed in my heart: "There should’ve been another one." And yet, the longing I felt went beyond grief. It was visceral. Urgent. As though my body knew something I didn’t. As though time was slipping through my fingers, and I was racing against it.

Month after month, I cycled through hope and heartbreak. I grieved. I envied. I yearned. My arms ached to hold a baby, my body ached to carry one. This was more than a passing desire—it was my body communicating something sacred. A knowing. A message. A form of body wisdom that defied logic.

I was 35, and this journey stretched across a couple of years—years filled with circumstantial delays, physical challenges, and emotional unravelling. Then, at 37, I welcomed my baby girl.

Motherhood After 35: A New Chapter

Having already experienced new motherhood twice, I thought I’d feel confident. But instead, I felt completely lost. There was a 15-year gap between my eldest daughter and my new born—and 18 years between my son and her.

I wasn’t prepared for the identity shift. For the way I no longer recognised myself. I was navigating the worlds of a teenager and infancy all at once—trying to be present for everyone, and yet losing the sacred spaces I once held for myself.

Amidst the love and wonder of my new baby, I felt lost. My sense of self faded beneath the constant giving. I tried to ground myself, to reconnect with the familiar parts of me, and gently meet the new parts that were forming.

When Illness Awakens a Deeper Wisdom

Then came my breast cancer diagnosis.

It was terrifying. The thought of leaving my children—regardless of their age—shook me to my core. My cancer was oestrogen-fed, which meant hormone therapy. Forced menopause. No more cycles. No more conception. No certainty about what the future held.

Looking back now, I realise: if I hadn't followed that urgency within me… if I hadn’t honoured that deep longing for another child… my daughter might never have come into this world.

My body had been speaking to me all along. Whispering. Nudging. Urging. It knew something was coming. It knew time was running out.

Trusting the Wisdom of the Body

And that is the message I want to share.

Our bodies are always communicating with us. Whether it's a yearning, a symptom, a shift in energy or a sudden knowing—these aren't random. They’re wisdom. Guidance. A call back home to ourselves.

We so often override or ignore these messages. We disconnect. We tell ourselves to “get on with it” or feel guilty for wanting more. But the truth is—your body is not working against you. It is the most sacred relationship you will ever have.

Honouring Your Sacred Feminine Wisdom

There are many chapters to my story—many more moments where my body has spoken and I’ve either listened or learned the hard way. I’ll share those another time.

But for now, I’ll leave you with this:

✨ Honour your body.✨ Listen when it speaks.✨ Trust its wisdom.

It always, always knows.

🌿 If You’re Feeling This Longing Too…

Whether you're navigating fertility after 35, healing from miscarriage, or feeling the pull of your body's intuitive wisdom—I see you. You're not alone. If you're longing to reconnect with your body and trust its sacred messages again, reach out or explore my 1:1 fertility and embodiment support.

Your longing matters. Your story matters. And your body… already knows the way.

Client's Story: Jane's journey back to herself

A Reflection from My Healing Space…

Embrace Your Fertility Journey with Healing and Support

When women come to me seeking support for fertility, they often arrive carrying more than just questions about how to get pregnant—they bring silent grief, emotional exhaustion, and a deep disconnection from their bodies. Jane was one of those women.

Our time together became a gentle unfolding—a return to her inner knowing, her body’s wisdom, and the truth that she was never broken.

This is her story, shared with her permission and deep reverence for every woman walking a similar path.

Jane’s Journey

When Jane first arrived, her voice trembled with a simple, powerful hope: “Can you help me get pregnant?”

But beneath that question, I felt something much deeper—a woman carrying the weight of responsibility for a dream that wasn’t hers alone. Each time I gently reminded her that she was not broken, that her body still held deep wisdom, I could see how hard it was for her to believe me. She wanted to trust, but she’d grown so distant from herself.

Her mind had taken control—driving every decision with stress, fear, and urgency. Her body, meanwhile, was quietly trying to speak… shining a soft light on what it still knew was possible.

Jane was stuck in a grief cycle. Every month, her period felt like failure. She blamed herself, withdrew from connection, and scoured the internet in search of answers. But what she truly needed wasn’t more information—it was reconnection.

Together, we began to gently peel back the layers.

We explored her beliefs, softened the pressure, honoured her grief. I held a space where she could ground into the present moment, feel safe enough to surrender, and begin listening again—to her body, her heart, her truth.

It wasn’t always peaceful. Some sessions felt turbulent. But she was never alone. There was always a quiet strength present, whispering:

“It is safe to trust your body.”

“You are not broken.”

“You are not alone.”

Just four sessions in, Jane messaged me with tearful joy: she was pregnant.

Our work didn’t stop there. We continued to meet through the transition—supporting her to feel safe in the joy, to release fear, and to embody her new role as a mother.

Being part of Jane’s journey was a privilege I will never forget. She now carries within her not only the love for her baby but the deep knowing that her body was never the problem—only waiting for her to return home to herself. I love that I can witness the transformations that women go through.

Would you like to explore this kind of support?

If this story speaks to something in your heart, I want you to know: you’re not alone either. There’s space for you here—space to feel, to be held, and to reconnect with your own body’s wisdom.

A Gentle Note for Your Fertility Journey 🌸

Slowing down can feel incredibly uncomfortable—especially when your heart is longing for something as sacred and soul-deep as a baby.

I see you.

I see the calendars, the charts, the supplements, the appointments.

The quiet hope and the louder worry that accompany each passing cycle.

So many women are doing all the things on this journey—pouring heart, time, and energy into conceiving.

But what often gets overlooked is the toll this takes on your nervous system.

Because while you’re putting in so much effort, your body may be whispering something different.

It might be saying: I’m tired. I’m overwhelmed. I don’t feel safe.

And here’s the truth:

When your body is in survival mode, it’s not because you’re doing something wrong.

It’s because your body is trying to protect you.

But protection and reception can’t always coexist.

✨ That’s why part of this path—one of the most tender, transformational paths there is—is learning to pause.

To make space.

To soften.

To reconnect with your body—not to control it, but to learn how to trust it again.

So today, I offer a simple practice. Just a few quiet moments for you:

 1. Place your hand on your heart.

 2. Close your eyes.

 3. Take three deep, intentional breaths.

And then ask yourself:

💫 What do I feel right now?

💫 Can I let it be here, just as it is?

💫 What would it mean to soften in this moment?

🤍 You are not behind.

🤍 You are not broken.

🤍 You don’t have to do more to be worthy of the life you long for.

Sometimes the most healing thing you can do isn’t one more supplement or strategy.

It’s slowing down.

Letting your body exhale.

Letting your heart be held.

Letting yourself be enough, exactly as you are.

You are safe to trust.

You are safe to receive.

You are safe to make space.

🌸If these words resonate, I’d love to hear from you, you are not alone🫶 .

With love,

Bethan xx