Meg Harvey

Meg Harvey CEO | Animal Welfare | Thriving with Autism & ADHD | Breaking the cycle of violence in šŸ‡æšŸ‡¦ I Mrs SA Finalist 2025

In July 2026, I will be climbing Mount Kilimanjaro again.Nine years ago, I stood on the roof of Africa for animal welfar...
19/02/2026

In July 2026, I will be climbing Mount Kilimanjaro again.

Nine years ago, I stood on the roof of Africa for animal welfare.
This time, I return as CEO of and as a woman stepping boldly into her 40th year of life.

This climb is not about a bucket list.
Itā€™s about impact.

I am climbing with to raise critical funds and awareness for SAID. For the dogs in our hospital wards, the horses in rehab, the communities we serve, and the children we teach that kindness matters.

Animal welfare is not separate from society.

It shapes empathy. It breaks cycles of violence. It strengthens communities.

One Health. One Welfare. Ubuntu.

I have always done wild things for the cause.
From my first Kili summit to the stage - visibility creates momentum. And momentum creates change.

Turning 40 feels powerful.
Strong enough to climb.
Brave enough to lead.
Clear enough to know this is bigger than me.

This is my official announcement:
I am climbing Kilimanjaro for my 40th birthday - and every step will be for the animals of SAID.

If you would like to partner, sponsor, donate, or climb this mountain with me - get in touch.

šŸ¾šŸ”ļødonations can be made here āž”ļø https://www.backabuddy.co.za/campaign/forty-fearless-for-the-voiceless (link in my bio too)

Happy Birthday, Red šŸŽ‰30 with 20 years of elite experience. Aged like a premium whiskey, stored correctly, never diluted ...
31/01/2026

Happy Birthday, Red šŸŽ‰

30 with 20 years of elite experience. Aged like a premium whiskey, stored correctly, never diluted šŸ„ƒ

Husbandā€™s best mate, but very much my tribe now. Steadfast. Unshakeable. Shows up without being asked and stands firm without making noise.

Effortlessly cool. Solid and dependable. Proof that ageing is optional when your character is this strong.

Cheers to you, Red - still sharp, still standing, still a damn legend!

In 2024, I entered Mrs South Africaā€¦made the semi-finalsā€¦but I didnā€™t make the Top 30.I couldā€™ve stopped.But I didnā€™t.I ...
23/01/2026

In 2024, I entered Mrs South Africaā€¦
made the semi-finalsā€¦
but I didnā€™t make the Top 30.

I couldā€™ve stopped.
But I didnā€™t.

I went back in 2025 because I knew the experience had more to unlock in meā€¦
and it did.

Top 30 āž TOP 10. šŸ„¹āœØ

It was never about the crown for me.
What started as a platform for animalsā€¦
turned into the greatest personal transformation of my life.

I found a woman of worth.
A woman of influence.
A woman who stopped shrinking.
A woman who started taking her health seriously.
A woman who finally realisedā€¦

my ceilings are dance floors. šŸ’ƒšŸ”„

If you feel like there must be more - there is.

Entries close 26 January 2026.
Stop putting yourself on hold.
Stop setting yourself on fire to keep everyone else warm.

Set your soul on fire instead. šŸ”„

So this morning I decided to be a loving wife and make Jeffers French toast for his birthday.Soft. Romantic. Wholesome.I...
04/01/2026

So this morning I decided to be a loving wife and make Jeffers French toast for his birthday.
Soft. Romantic. Wholesome.

I crack an egg.
BLACK. GOO.

Not ā€œoffā€.
Not ā€œa bit questionableā€.
FULL-ON DEMON SLIME.

Immediate gag reflex activated. I sprint to the bathroom and start cotching like my life depends on it.

Jeffers, who was outside minding his own birthday business, hears the sounds of distress and comes running in like,
ā€œWHATā€™S WRONG?!ā€

He finds me bent over the toilet, literally fighting for my life.
I croak, ā€œEgg. Rotten. I canā€™t deal with it.ā€

Hero Husband says, ā€œOkay Iā€™ll handle it.ā€
Friendsā€¦ he could not handle it šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚šŸ˜‚

I somehow rally, go back to the kitchen, get the evil egg down the drainā€¦
but the urge to purge RETURNS.

I run down the stairs.
I do not make it.

I cotch ALL over the passage floor.
So nowā€¦ on his birthdayā€¦ Iā€™m cleaning up my own cotch while I viciously re-cotch (I know, Iā€™m an absolute vision).

We threw the rest of the eggs away.
I am not tempting a rematch.
I will lose.

I told Jeffers the eggs were old.
Like him.

Happy 48th, my love.
May your year be less traumatic than your wife and her siff eggs. šŸ„‚šŸ’€šŸ˜‚

Itā€™s 2:30am.The chaos has mostly calmed, but the fireworks havenā€™t stopped.They crack through the night like aftershocks...
01/01/2026

Itā€™s 2:30am.

The chaos has mostly calmed, but the fireworks havenā€™t stopped.
They crack through the night like aftershocks, each one a reminder that fear doesnā€™t end when the noise fades.

Tonight, instead of celebrating with our friends and families, we chose the animals.

We chose to sit on cold floors, to whisper, to hold trembling bodies, to absorb panic so they didnā€™t have to face it alone.
We chose comfort over celebration.

And it was heart-wrenching.

Seeing eyes wide with terror, hearts racing, bodies bracing for something they donā€™t understand.
Trying to soothe fear caused by something so completely avoidable.

But as devastating as that was, something else hurts even more.

Knowing that there are thousands of animals we could not reach.

The birds forced to abandon their nests mid-night.
The wildlife scattering in blind panic.
The dogs in backyards.
The cats hiding under cars.
The horses crashing through fences.
The creatures, domestic and wild, who had no one sitting with them, no one speaking softly, no one protecting them.

All of thisā€¦
For a few minutes of noise.
For fleeting entertainment.
For something that brings joy to some while inflicting terror on so many.

We need to do better.

We are meant to be the custodians of this planet, not its tormentors.
And yet, year after year, we forget compassion.
We forget empathy.
We forget our humanity.

Celebration should never come at the cost of suffering.
Tradition should never outweigh kindness.
Entertainment should never justify fear.

Tonight reminded me, painfully, that progress isnā€™t just about laws or policies.
Itā€™s about choice.
And the choice to consider lives beyond our own.

Please.
Do better.

For the animals who tremble in silence.
For the creatures who have no voice.
For the planet we are meant to protect.

I never thought Iā€™d be the woman standing on a stage, in front of 1,000 peopleā€¦ in swimwear.2 years ago? I would never h...
17/11/2025

I never thought Iā€™d be the woman standing on a stage, in front of 1,000 peopleā€¦ in swimwear.

2 years ago? I would never have done it.
But 18 months of hard work, discipline, and the right support can transform everything.

And it did. āœØ

This weekend, I proudly walked that stage feeling phenomenal ā€” strong, healthy, energised, and undeniably confident.

With the consistent support of , the medical-assisted weight management from , and the final sculpting touches of Laser Lipo at , I stepped into my powerā€¦ and into a version of myself I once thought was impossible.

This wasnā€™t about being ā€œbikini ready.ā€
It was about investing in my health.

Hereā€™s to hard work, healing, and the courage to shine.

To My Heart, My Home, My Why šŸ¤Before the lights, before the stages, before the Top 10 announcementā€¦ there was you; my li...
17/11/2025

To My Heart, My Home, My Why šŸ¤

Before the lights, before the stages, before the Top 10 announcementā€¦ there was you; my little tribe who carried me through every late night, every rehearsal, every moment of doubt, and every moment of magic.

To my two beautiful children:
You reminded me every single day who I am. Your hugs were my fuel, your excitement was my motivation, and your belief in me, pure and unwavering, became my courage. You taught me that strength can be soft, joy can be loud, and dreams are family-sized when we chase them together. I hope you saw your mommy choosing growth, purpose, and braveryā€¦ and I hope it teaches you to do the same in your own lives one day. šŸ’›

And to my husband. My constant, my quiet strength, my safest place:
Thank you for holding the fort, holding my heart, and holding space for me to chase something bigger than myself. Your patience, your humour, your steady grounding presenceā€¦ that was my anchor through this entire journey. I could not have shown up the way I did without you showing up for us, every single day. šŸ¤

This Top 10 placement isnā€™t mine alone. It belongs to us.
Our sacrifices.
Our late-night chaos.
Our laughter.
Our commitment to something meaningful.

Thank you for loving me through the whirlwind and cheering for me louder than anyone else in the room. I am so proud to be your wife and your mom. My greatest crown will always be the one I wear at home. šŸ‘‘āœØ

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