Our story

In Autumn 2023, we were each grieving the unimaginable loss of our much-loved babies — Reagan, Saskia, and Bronte — all stillborn at the same hospital in Sydney’s Sutherland Shire. In the weeks that followed, we found one another and formed a strong, rare, and beautiful bond.

For many families who experience stillbirth, even with love and support around them, grief can feel profoundly isolating. The comfort and connection we found in each other helped carry us through those early, overwhelming waves of loss. Offering that same support to others now feels like the most meaningful way to honour the babies we will always long for.

EvergreenThree was created in memory of our three babies. The name Evergreen reflects our enduring love and connection with them — always growing, always in bloom.

With love,

Jenna, Emily & Ash

  • Ash, Bronte's Mum

    CO-FOUNDER

    On May 31, 2023 my second daughter, Bronte, was unexpectedly stillborn at 37 weeks after an otherwise perfect pregnancy.

    Even now, my mind cannot make sense of the loss, desperately searching for a way to make her short life count for something. EvergreenThree is a place where I can channel my love for Bronte.

    I value open communication and, with a background in brand marketing, am passionate about storytelling that honours baby loss and helps others see that every baby, no matter how brief their life, still has a place in this world.

  • Emily, Saskia's Mum

    CO-FOUNDER

    On 16th May, my world changed forever. What should have been a day of pure joy, became the most heartbreaking, traumatic day of my life—the day my beautiful daughter, Saskia Belle, died, and I gave birth to silence. Two years on, I’m still learning how to live alongside this grief. The pain never fades, but neither does the love. It’s the purest, deepest love.

    I spent years working in media and sales, known for my confidence and constant chatter—my eldest daughter would call me the family chatterbox. But grief silenced parts of me I never imagined could go quiet. I became part of a group no one ever wants to join - parents bound by unimaginable loss. And yet, it was this very club, this solidarity among bereaved mothers, that helped save me.

    Through that connection, and in Saskia’s legacy, I found a new purpose: to help others find their way through the darkness. To walk beside those just beginning this unimaginable journey.

    Saskia Belle taught me what real strength is. She didn’t get the chance to live her life, but I do. So each day, I choose to keep going. To seek out moments of joy. To live in a way that honours her. And to hold onto the love that will always be hers.

  • Jenna, Reagan's Mum

    CO-FOUNDER

    My world shifted forever when my son Reagan was born still at 36 weeks, after a healthy pregnancy. His silence shattered everything I thought I knew about life and motherhood. I already had my beautiful son Hudson in my arms, and a miscarriage in my heart. Reagan was my third pregnancy, and the first time I truly understood the weight of grief and love intertwined.

    Before this, I had built a career as a family lawyer, helping others through their own personal storms. But after losing Reagan, returning to that work broke me. The emotional weight that once made me empathetic became too much to carry. I stepped away from private practice and into a new space. I began working in-house at a legal tech company, still within the family law field, but on steadier ground.

    With that grounding, and the support of two remarkable women, Emily and Ashleigh, Evergreen Three was born. It is a legacy of love for our children: Reagan, Saskia and Bronte. It is how we continue to mother them, not in the ways we had dreamed, but in the ways that are now possible. It is about making meaning from the unimaginable and letting love grow where loss once lived.

    Though Reagan is not in my arms, he is with me in everything I do. He is the unseen thread in our family, the quiet presence that shapes my every day.

    Now, with the arrival of our baby girl Mackenzie, our family has grown again. Outwardly, I may look like a mother of two. But I am, and always will be, a mother of three.

    There are still days when the grief rises, uninvited. Triggers come like waves, but I have learned how to breathe through them. I’ve grown stronger, more resilient, and more grounded in the deep love that fuels this work.