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.