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Let me take you back to when I had my first baby.

I had no clue about pelvic floors. None.
Did anyone tell me about it? Nope.
Did the doctor, midwife, or obstetrician mention it? Not once.
Was I handed a baby, a few nappies, and basically told, "Good luck out there!" Yep.

Fast forward to baby numb...

Let me tell you a quick story.

I’ve had so many conversations with clients that start out the same way:
They’re excited. They’re building a property portfolio. They’ve found the investment property of their dreams.

And then—bam—someone mentions land tax.

Cue the blank stare.

“Wait… what’s land t...

Let me set the scene: It’s 3 am. I’m wide awake, phone in hand, taking yet another screenshot of a random idea I’m probably never going to look at again. My brain’s whirring, tabs are open (literally and mentally), and my to-do list looks like it’s been on a high-carb diet.

Sound familiar?

Look, I...

That Text You Wish You Didn’t Send

Ever fired off a fiery text to your ex in the heat of the moment and thought, “Well, that probably wasn’t my best move…”?
Yeah, me too.

Look, I get it. Family law matters can be emotional rollercoasters. Even when you know what’s the right thing to do, sometimes ...

Let me tell you something no one put in the brochure for being a “successful business owner”…

It’s not all beaches, passive income, and power suits.
It’s more like: tears over broken printers, late-night “what am I doing?” spirals, and learning to say no even when your people-pleaser heart wants to...

Let me take you back to Year 10. I was the girl who almost didn’t pass. Teachers had expectations—and they were low. Like, “maybe you should try a trade” low. Not that there’s anything wrong with trades (my plumber is a lifesaver), but that wasn’t my path. I knew it.

The thing is, when people te...

Let me tell you a story.

A lovely woman (we’ll call her Jill) passed away, and her family—already grieving—had to untangle a mess left behind by a DIY Will she found online. It looked simple, she thought. Fill in the blanks, sign it with a witness, tuck it in a drawer. Sorted, right?

Except it was...

Let me tell you a quick story.

A while back, I had a woman walk into my office with a shopping bag full of random paperwork—bills, kids’ school notes, a receipt from Chemist Warehouse... and a lipstick. She plopped it on the table, looked at me, and said, “I think this is everything the lawyer need...

Let me tell you something that might surprise you: most people come to a lawyer way too late.

By the time they’re sitting in my office or jumping on a Zoom, they’re already overwhelmed, emotional, and sometimes knee-deep in decisions that could’ve gone very differently—with a little support, sooner...