13/04/2026
There is just one me.
I often talk about the stories my cakes tell, the heart I pour into every petal and every crumb. But behind the kitchen door, I am a solo business owner, and above all else, I am a Mum.
I balance that fine line that so many of us do. I work the late nights and the silent hours so my daughter can have her Mum during the day. I do it for the simple security of life to afford the quiet afternoons together, the extra scoop of ice cream on a Saturday, and the freedom to be present for the moments that matter. I’m not building a fleet of super-yachts; I’m building a life where we can just be.
Last week was incredibly humbling.
It put everything into sharp, painful perspective. To my clients: I feel the weight of letting you down. You trusted me with your most precious, milestone moments, and...I couldn't be the person to help you celebrate. I’ll be honest—I was crying as I sent those cancellation messages. As a professional, that hurts. Beyond the lost income, it’s the thought of the empty space on your table that weighs on me most. My reputation is my pride, and I never take your trust for granted.
But I was there.
When my "little miss cupcake" was at her most vulnerable and unwell, I was exactly where I needed to be. I was there through the hospital stays, and the terrifying days and nights, running on fumes, holding her hand.
I don't know if we are quite out of the woods yet, but we are getting there🤞. To ensure she gets the recovery she deserves, I am taking another week off. I need to be the one holding her hand and making her comfortable.
To the Mums, the Dads, and the parents running on empty: this is for the "heroes without capes" who have to make the hard calls.
Thank you for all the messages and well wishes over the last few days. They have meant the world to me while I’ve been focused elsewhere.
Thank you for your patience while I put my most important project first.