A pregnant woman ignores her sister’s pleading phone calls to visit their dying mother. She drinks and smokes heavily while she hides in a dodgy hotel. When the hotel staff seem to mirror the trauma she fled from, she decides it’s time to deal with the fact that she cannot cope with her past.

With Nesting I wanted to investigate the transitional phase into motherhood after a traumatic daughterhood. Is it possible to forgive ourselves as we struggle with all the guilt imposed on us by our mothers?