Named After My Son.
Built For You.
In 2024, I gave birth to my son. I named him Myles. But something went terribly wrong. I had fibroids in my womb. After giving birth, my womb refused to shrink back down. That meant I was bleeding out. A lot. They rushed me to the operating theatre. I remember lying there thinking I was going to die. Thinking about my son somewhere else in that hospital without his mother.
I couldn't hold him right after. I couldn't have that skin-to-skin contact that every new mother dreams about. I was fighting for my life while my baby was somewhere else, probably wondering where I was.
But I didn't die. And today my son Myles is here with me, growing, thriving, curious, full of energy.
That's when I realized something. There are thousands of women going through exactly what I went through. And they're going through it alone. They don't understand their bodies. Their doctors are too busy. Their partners don't understand. They're scared.
So I built Myles for you. For the girl who doesn't know why her period is irregular. For the woman after birth who can't stop bleeding. For the exhausted new parent dealing with fibroids or endometriosis or PMOS. For every single woman who has ever felt alone with her health.
Myles is named after my son — because my son saved my life. And I want Myles the app to save yours too, from feeling lost and alone on this journey.