You’re in the middle of work, maybe already behind, and your phone lights up. School number. Again. Your heart sinks. You already know it’s not a good call. You start running through it ...Did they hurt someone? Did they run off? Did they yell at a teacher? Are they okay? Am I okay?
You’re trying to hold it together while mentally figuring out how to leave work again without your boss thinking you’re taking the piss.
Then there’s the shame. The frustration. The sadness. The part of you that’s sick of apologising, to the school, to your boss, to your kid in the car on the way home when you still don’t even know how to help.
I’ve been that parent too. I’ve left meetings mid-sentence. I’ve sat in the car park outside a school trying not to cry because someone said my kid was too much again.
I’ve googled strategies at midnight and then felt like crap when none of them worked the next day. I’ve juggled therapy appointments, meltdowns, emails from school, and the silent panic of wondering how much longer you can do this.
That’s actually how Well Beans came to be. Well, that and a mispronounced word from my three-year-old (that story later… soz, ADHD).
My background is in psychology. But psychology is massive. And the neurodevelopmental side you know, brains and learning and all that I hated it during undergrad. Honestly. It felt dry, mechanical. Not for me.
But I fell hard for trauma. Always have. I’m still fascinated by the way brains rewire themselves just to survive.
The deeper I went into trauma, the more I accidentally ended up learning neurobiology. Total vibe. And then neurodivergence ohhhh man. That was it. Like gourmet brains. Everything I’d learned, just with extra layers. The patterns, the sensory stuff, the protective logic that makes perfect sense once you actually listen. It was like discovering the deluxe edition of human wiring. I was hooked.
So when people ask, “But isn’t Well Beans just for kids?” Yeah, it is. But kids don’t float in space. They live in systems.
Those systems are full of adults some exhausted, some second-guessing themselves, some getting call after call from the school and wondering how the hell they’re meant to keep their job, afford therapy, and hold it together all at once. I’m here for that. Not “here for you, too.” (like an unwelcomed sidedish) Here for that! because without you, none of this works.
Without you, who separates the socks so they don’t itch? Who brushes their hair in exactly the right direction because otherwise the whole day’s off? Who remembers the brand of nuggets they’ll actually eat when everything else falls apart? You are the system that holds their system. And at Well Beans, we hold you.
Not with platitudes, not with pressure to be perfect.
We hold you with science. With co-regulation. With actual understanding of what’s happening under the surface in your child and in you.
Because if your nervous system isn’t safe, your child will feel it. And if your system is exhausted, unsupported, dysregulated and done? We see that. And we work from there.
That’s what Well Beans is. Not therapy for “problem kids.” It’s nervous-system-informed support for brilliant, complex families doing their best in systems that often don’t get it.
And we get it. Socks, school calls, shutdowns, shame spirals, and all.
Thats Well Beans for ya...... and thank you for all you do.
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