Some people will read that and think there is something wrong with my child, something wrong with me, that sleep training would solve all my problems, or that I am doing something extremely wrong.

Honestly, this article isn’t for those people.

This article is for the other mothers who are parenting low-sleep needs babies and children who also think they might be going crazy — wondering if they are doing something wrong, if there is something wrong with their baby or if sleep training would solve all their problems (although they are too connected to their hearts to actually make that decision)

Hi, I’m Brittany — and I am a mother to a low sleep needs toddler, who was once a low sleep needs baby, and who will become a low sleep needs child.

My daughter came out of the womb bright-eyed and curious about the world. She slept for a few minutes about an hour after she was born, and then proceeded to be awake for hours.

This theme would continue, and continue, and continue, which sometimes feels like it will be forever.

As a newborn, my husband would often find me crying in the middle of the day because I couldn’t get her to sleep, or stay asleep for more than 10 minutes. It would take her hours to fall asleep at night — a mix of an evidently over-tired baby, and a baby who didn’t want to miss a beat.

She was so curious about the world, and still is. Her eyes bright with light, with fire, with joy. With a level of awareness for the world around her that is unique, special and noticeably different.

She desired a level of closeness that I was told as a first time mother was a “bad habit” or “not normal”. Instead, I surrendered to her needs, her heart, and mine; and I wore her on my chest or my breast for almost every nap for the first 15 months of her life.

As she got into older babyhood (4m to 1 year), it would take her a long time to fall asleep. She would wake up after 40 minutes, then wake up 8-10x through the night. Her bedtime has always been around 9 pm, sometimes later. That is, unless she skips a nap or two, or altogether.

We have tried everything, except sleep training.

Capping nap times, setting alarms, early morning sunlight and late night sunlight to support her circadian rhythm, iron and magnesium supplements, pre-bed butter snacks, high energy bedtime routine for her vestibular system, slow bedtime routine with bath and books, dropping naps, rocking to sleep, not rocking to sleep, earlier bedtime, later bedtime.

And the result was always the same.

A baby who didn’t want to sleep.

More than that, she is/was just a baby — with her own unique nervous system, temperament and traits to bring into this world.

A sensitive girl, a deeply feeling girl, a girl who is acutely aware of everything, everyone and every energy in the room. Seen and unseen.

There is nothing I can change about any of the things that make her uniquely her, nor would I want to. It’s who she is. It’s her spirit. It’s her being. Of course, it would be nice for her to sleep a little easier.

Sometimes that part is infuriating.

Other times, it’s really the greatest joy in the world. What do you mean I get to hang out with my beautifully joyful baby who skipped a nap, and we get to enjoy the whole day together without any temper tantrums or tears?

Now that she’s a toddler (almost 2.5) — I crave something different from my life.

I have never wanted to admit that before, but it’s the truth.

I am actively parenting a low-sleep needs toddler for 12-16 hours a day, with almost no break or support. I go to bed at the same time as her most nights because I am so exhausted. She mostly refuses to go to sleep with anyone but me. I know, “I need to let other people do it”. But when your baby cries out for 2-3 hours when she is with that someone else, you likely wouldn’t feel like that is overly fair to your heart or hers.

I have a simple, but beautiful hour in the morning to do self-care, and I have her nap times to write, catch up on emails, budgeting, banking, spirit baby work, and any other freelance work.

If I let her have a longer nap (longer meaning more than 30 minutes), it means I will be going to bed at 930pm or later. Sometimes I let that happen when I need the space, and sometimes it’s not worth the 2-hour attempt to get her to sleep.

Her nap times are dwindling quicker than I’d like them to. She skipped 3 naps in the last week, and the other days have been naps that are 40 minutes long— which leaves not a lot of time to engage in the things that make me feel like.. well… me.

Having a low sleep needs baby and toddler has been a massive challenge for me in many ways — spiritually, physically, mentally, emotionally. Maybe because it’s been 2.5 years of almost every bedtime on my own. Maybe it’s because I am deeply flawed. Or maybe it’s just because I am exhausted and would like to have a damn minute at night like other mothers seem to get.

And before you come at my husband, he is doing his best and will always, always, always stop what he is doing to support me if I am having a hard time. He always makes space when I need it, and he will sit there with her for 2 hours crying if that what it takes for me to have some breathing room.

I share this reality not from a victim consciousness place or that you should pity me in any way, shape or form. I share this reality to feel seen and to help other mothers of low sleep needs babies/toddlers feel seen, too.

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The hardest part to admit to myself and to the “world” (aka substack lol) is that being a stay-at-home mother is not my happy place. Not how it currently is, anyhow.

I deeply desire some time to work on the things that light up my heart. I need that time to be the most thriving, loving, patient, vibrant version of myself — and I am just not that version of myself right now with how things are.

I went into motherhood thinking that being a stay at home mother was going to “do it for me”, that it was going to be fulfilling enough for me on it’s own.

In many ways it is — the love, the joy, the magic in the mundane, and the adventure.

And in many ways I feel like my brain is turning to mush, my heart isn’t being expressed, and I feel stifled in my being.

I didn’t expect that. At all.

Is it because I have a low sleep needs baby? Maybe. Is it because society is not set up to properly support families in a healthy way that promotes the mother-baby dyad and a healthy attachment? Maybe (Yes). Or is it simply because I am allowed to change my mind and heart? Maybe.

I have so many beautiful passions. I am a spirit baby communicator & guide. I am a birth and postpartum doula. I am a writer. I help people with their businesses on the side. And I currently have almost no time to do any of it.

But I want to do all of it.

I know my body and my heart are screaming at me to make some form of change or adjustment. All I can do is pray for that answer, and not make a decision out of fear or dysregulation.

I want to be very clear. I am not a martyr.

My hands are tied right now in the physical realm in what decisions I can make — so I will pray for creative solutions.

I will ask for support from those around me. I will look at all the ways I am contributing to my own unhappiness, and how I can lean more deeply into finding joy within my current circumstances.

Those are my sacred responsibilities. As a woman, as a mother, as Brittany. My declaration and promise to myself and my daughter.

I will continue to find acceptance for what is. Acceptance for the version of me who isn’t fully enjoying this season of my life. Acceptance for the reality that is in front of me. Deeper and deeper levels of acceptance for my beautiful, loving, gentle, forgiving, enchanting, magical, low sleep needs baby.

And an even deeper love for us both.

If you are a parent of a low sleep needs baby or toddler — I see you. I am you. I am right there with you, wondering if I am going crazy.

I’d love to welcome any tips, tricks or solutions that have worked for you in the comments if you feel called to share your experience.

And if you are a parent of a regular sleep needs kiddo, pray for all of us low sleep needs parents — we probably need it.

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Spirit babies have so much to share with us, and they are so incredibly wise. They aid us in becoming the women, the mothers, the fathers, that we are meant to be for them. Yes, to be able to properly steward their soul and soul purpose in this life, but also so we can fulfil our own.

Wherever you are in the motherhood continuum – preconception, pregnancy loss, fertility, pregnancy, right up into birth – spirit baby work can help guide you, bring you peace, and give you insight into your own journey with your baby or babies.

Here are some of the things that have been brought up in past readings:
* Health recommendations: supplements, diet shifts, forms of therapy or alternative medicine that would be supportive
* Messages of clarity, peace, love, and support
* Insight into conception timelines, ways to support conception
* Discussion of soul purpose, mission, and preferences for this lifetime
* Recommendations of “inner work” that will aid the parent
* + Endless, endless possibilities!

If this calls to your heart in any way, I’d love to connect over a 15 minute (free) connection call before we go into our (email only + donation based) reading together.

I’d love to hold you. Book your free call below.

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Feel Called to Buy Me A Coffee? ☕

If you feel called to Buy Me A Coffee — it not only helps to support my work and my writing, but it helps to support me in being able to provide the best care for my toddler and contribute to our family household. And I literally use it to buy myself a delicious treat (usually in the form of a Nutella Almond Milk Latte). Every and any bit helps and I would be so grateful.

The week before I was meant to get my period, I had an inkling that I wasn’t going to. I wasn’t having any of my regular premenstrual symptoms (night sweats, one or two pimples, moodiness, lethargy, and my spiritual channel to the divine turns off), and I just felt.. different.

I could feel the (not so) subtle energetic difference in my body. I have felt it each time I have been pregnant in the past, a conscious knowing of the life within.

Rather than the feeling of an impending release, I felt an influx of energy.

I felt the influx of life.

I felt the vibrancy that pregnancy always brings.

Then, my body started to show me the outward physical manifestation of the life that I was carrying.

A few days before my bleed was meant to arrive, I started feeling nauseous, gagging when I ate, gagging when I was brushing my teeth (iykyk), and everything was smelling very, very strongly.

This was a bit shocking for me — a few weeks before this, I had just weaned from breastfeeding after 2 years, and on top of that, my husband and I were definitely not trying to get pregnant. In fact, we are mostly avoiding it.

I’ve had a baby “knocking” on the door, making himself very known to me since I was pregnant with my daughter. He is eager to arrive within the sacred walls of my womb, and here on Earth. To be with us, his sister, and to experience this world. He has told me many times when I am channeling and connecting with him that he doesn’t care too much about our personal preferences of timing; he will come when he wants and will find a way to do so.

So although we weren’t trying, I was grinning because I remembered these messages from him.

Then two days before I was meant to start bleeding, my 2-year-old is running behind me and yelling in laughter,

“Mama and dada have baby in belly, mama have baby in belly”

Because we weren’t trying and I was in a bit of denial that it could actually happen, I just brushed it off as her being silly. We have recently been talking about moms who are pregnant with babies, toddlers with baby siblings — and recently she started crying in the car because she wants her baby sibling to be here now.

She plays, naps, and cuddles with her little sibling that will be arriving on Earth soon, which we allow her to do without reservation, and actually encourage that spiritual connection between them that is very real.

My daughter is already showing signs of her psychic abilities, and it is important to us to foster this connection in her and allow it to flourish rather than tell her that her experiences aren’t real. Maybe I’ll write an article on all the wild things she has told us and predicted.

And then it hit me.

All the feelings, the symptoms, the comments from my daughter.

I did a body muscle test. I did many, many muscle tests because I couldn’t believe it.

I was pregnant.

Then, I wanted to ask my daughter to see what she would say, or if she could sense anything different in my body.

I lifted up my shirt and asked her if there was a baby in mama’s belly.

Here’s what she said:

“Yeah, baby in mama belly (points to my belly). Baby not here long. Baby go home soon. Toocee wee wee (really) sad.”

I felt in my body that she was right. But I also knew my body wasn’t in a state that could support a healthy pregnancy. I knew there was another, bigger reason for this loss. It couldn’t be explained by logic, only a deep inner knowing.

I went and got a pregnancy test, which turned out to be negative. And later that day, I started spotting brown and continued to do so for almost a week. The following day, I no longer felt pregnant. My symptoms went away instantly. I asked my daughter if the baby was still in my belly, and she always said “yes, baby go home soon” — and said that daily until the day I stopped bleeding.

In my previous pregnancies that ended in loss, I always spotted brown. It’s a physical way that my body has always told me that the pregnancy was going to end.

As I waited to start bleeding, I moved through grief, sadness, confusion, and truthfully, it felt familiar. Of course I was sad that I was miscarrying, but it felt like sadness that I was still holding from my first pregnancy loss of my first son, Vida, in 2021.

Intuitively, it all felt the same.

The way I got pregnant (unexpectedly), the same way I knew I was pregnant (but still doubted it), the feeling of the soul within my womb.

Then, I remembered something that happened during an Akashic Records reading a few months ago with — she told me that the soul of my first baby was going to be coming back to me sometime soon. She asked me if I was currently trying to get pregnant because he felt so close.

I went into meditation and channelled the baby in my womb — to gain clarity, perspective and to have a connection to the spirit that was going to be leaving soon.

And much to my surprise, it was the same soul as the baby I lost in 2021.

Our agreement in this lifetime is that he will come back into my womb to deliver me energy, upgrades, codes, lessons and magic, and he will leave again. He is never meant to be here on Earth with me, but is very much my son and always will be. Our relationship will simply transcend this earthly plane.

I can feel the shifts within my body already. My desire to eat healthier and move my body in new ways. I am more deeply embodied in my truth without question, and my spiritual connection to the divine has deepened.

One of the things he told me is that this experience is meant to “open me to deeper, higher, and wider”.

I am still integrating the energy that is coming into my body. It is clearing things out physically. It felt like I was spinning so much when I was sleeping that I almost threw up. At this point, I don’t know what it all means.

But what I do know is that each pregnancy I’ve experienced is a sacred gift, even if it is was only a few days. Some souls aren’t meant to be on this Earth; they are simply meant to bless us with their energy, their gifts, and to provide us with insight or invitations into deeper parts of ourselves.

As women, it is a sacred and heartbreaking privilege to be able to steward these souls through our wombs — in life, and in death.

And to my Vida boy. Thank you for spending time within my body and womb again, it felt so beautiful to feel you again in that way. I feel you every day. You are with me every day. Thank you for reminding me how powerful I am. I love you.

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My books are open for spirit baby readings to support you, your journey through preconception, conception, pregnancy, pregnancy loss, or anywhere else on the motherhood continuum by connecting to your spirit babies in a reading.

We would jump on a 15 minute (free) connection call which will be used as a connection point, so I can hear your story and what you are hoping to get out of the reading. This helps me to feel your energy and feel the spirit babies that are present around you.

From there, I will do your reading privately. I connect to your spirit baby/babies to share messages with you and ask your questions. I will transcribe the reading exactly as I receive it into a PDF format and send an email, along with a donation link.

Here are some of the types of things that spirit babies have shared with their mamas:
⋆˙⟡ Dietary preferences (cutting out caffeine, increase of dairy, consuming more sugar)
⋆˙⟡ Emotions, traumas or situations that the mother needs to work with
⋆˙⟡ Lifestyle changes
⋆˙⟡ Reassurance of doubts
⋆˙⟡ Messages of love, peace, clarity
⋆˙⟡ + Endless Possibilities

I am always surprised at the “random” messages that come through from the spirit baby that always fully lands with the mother.

If this calls to you, in any way or form, I encourage you to book the 15 minute free call to connect. I’d love to support you.

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Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop Replay & Meditation Bundle($11.11 CAD)✨

In this grounding, healing, and interactive Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop, you will be guided into a theta brain state to experience the 7th plane of existence and source consciousness and connect with your child’s (or spirit baby’s) Higher Self.

You will be invited to come into deeper harmony and coherence with your child or spirit baby. Allow yourself to trust the wisdom within you, and within them to move forward with clarity, trust, and balance.

Magic and Alignment with Your Child is Waiting

You will receive:
⋆˙⟡ Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop Replay
⋆˙⟡ Workshop PDF
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If you feel called to Buy Me A Coffee — it not only helps to support my work and my writing, but it helps to support me in being able to provide the best care for my toddler and contribute to our family household. And I literally use it to buy myself a delicious treat (usually in the form of a Nutella Almond Milk Latte). Every and any bit helps and I would be so grateful.

Welcome back to the Nourish Thy Mother series, a space where nourishment is not just about your body. It’s about the entirety of you — mind, body and spirit. Here, thriving as a mother is not a luxury, but an essential part of your existence.

I first started out this particular issue talking about gentle transitions in motherhood, why they are important and how to embody that when it comes to our own lived experiences but also the experience we are giving to our child through their own transitions.

It felt powerful.

But then, as I got deeper into the writing process, it didn’t feel alive. It felt like it was getting blocked in my consciousness. It felt as though I would be forcing it all together.

So I paused.

I hold the belief that if something isn’t clicking or flowing, that it isn’t meant to. Perhaps something higher, more aligned, more true, is trying to come through me. Or perhaps it is an old idea that is no longer mine to hold.

I stepped away and let it go — if it was meant to be written, it would come through. And I sure as heck wasn’t about to send out something that was written from half my heart, or my mind.

Today, it all made sense.

I woke up spinning. I’m in the middle of a move and a lot of big transitions in my family (hence the original idea). My mind felt busy, I felt grumpy, I felt like I could burst into tears at any moment.

There was no way I could go through the rest of the day with how I was feeling, but I truly felt like I was in the mud.

My mother-in-law took my daughter to her gymnastics program, and I decided not to use the space I had to do errands, or chores, or even write this.

I went down to the water. I prayed to her.

And then the water allowed this piece to come through.

It is alive. It is rich. It is full of life. Much like water is.

Ok before we dive any deeper, let’s check out what is in this month’s issue of Nourish Thy Mother:

⋆˙⟡ Water ⋆˙⟡

We are going to cover:
⟡ The Power of Water
⟡ Simple Ways to Incorporate Water into Your Life + Gentle Water Reset Ceremony
⟡ A Channelled Water Poem
⟡ Hydration for Mothers

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This style of writing is not my usual type, but as I lay in bed last night before falling asleep, it dripped into my consciousness in a way that was so effortless and gentle.

There was no force, only love.

May you find joy in this simple poem, and may it reach your heart in the way it did mine.

I share a bed with my daughter 

There's nowhere else I'd rather be 

Her beating heart, her milk-sweet breath
Curled up right next to me 

She fits so perfectly against my body 

But wait...
when did she get so big? 

Wasn't she just tiny enough to curl between
my breast and womb? 

Even though she's bigger now, I can feel her searching in the night 

To find that closeness -- her body
and mine

The bed is big, and the space between our two hearts is so close, 
yet so infinite

I'm always here my baby. 
Mama's right here. 

I share a bed with my daughter 

Something I will never regret 

Something I will never forget 

The sweet, tender moments in the darkness of the night 

The love that fills between us, that could light up 
the whole sky 

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In this grounding, healing, and interactive Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop, you will be guided into a theta brain state to experience the 7th plane of existence and source consciousness and connect with your child’s (or spirit baby’s) Higher Self.

You will be invited to come into deeper harmony and coherence with your child or spirit baby. Allow yourself to trust the wisdom within you, and within them to move forward with clarity, trust, and balance.

Magic and Alignment with Your Child is Waiting

You will receive:
⋆˙⟡ Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop Replay
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Feel Called to Buy Me A Coffee? ☕

If you feel called to Buy Me A Coffee — it not only helps to support my work and my writing, but it helps to support me in being able to provide the best care for my toddler and contribute to our family household. And I literally use it to buy myself a delicious treat (usually in the form of a Nutella Almond Milk Latte). Every and any bit helps and I would be so grateful.

I brushed the surface of grief in these situations, but it always felt a few feet away. It never quite felt like the experience of grief was fully mine to experience, or it was too difficult to face so I numbed and distracted myself out of it.

I didn’t know how to be with grief and from what I was witnessing around me, no one else did either.

It wasn’t until my first pregnancy in 2021 that I was given the experience of being overcome with grief, and eventually receiving the gifts it offered to me.

In September 2021, I found out I was unexpectedly pregnant — it was a big surprise. We were living in Costa Rica at the time.

At my 12 week ultrasound in the doctor’s office, I learned that my baby had a 1:4 chance of Trisomy 21, 1:8 chance of Trisomy 18, and 1:24 chance of Trisomy 13.

The doctor spoke to me in broken English, telling me that based on their findings and my physical symptoms, there was a very likely chance my baby was going to die. And if they didn’t die in my womb, they would likely die after they were born.

I immediately went into shock, unable to process what he was saying.

My beautiful husband saw what was happening and started asking the questions I had before the appointment — even though they were no longer relevant based on the findings.

The doctor suggested doing an extremely intensive blood test that he would send to the US, which would give us more definitive answers. I needed to know what was happening with the beautiful life within my womb, and I paid the $1200USD for the blood test.

We went out for lunch, and I was in a daze. The news we just received didn’t feel real. I felt detached from reality. I also didn’t want it to be real, but something in my heart knew that there was something wrong with my baby.

Once we got back to our Airbnb, the grief started flooding in. The grief wasn’t in my mind, it wasn’t even in my heart; it was so deep within my body that it needed to make itself known.

All I could manage was to lie in a fetal position, with my head on my knees and cry. These tears, emotions and grief transported me to a place beyond this realm of existence. It was a level grief that had no edges — it overtook my whole being and consciousness. It felt like a powerful waterfall moving through the entirety of me, and I had no control over where it was going or if it was going to stop.

I simultaneously felt like I was sitting in the deepest part of my body, and like I wasn’t in my body at all.

In the altered state of consciousness that I entered, I was feeling my own grief, but I could tell I was feeling the depth of the grief all the women in my family who came before me, but that they never fully got to feel.

The grief of my maternal grandmother when she lost her baby at 5 months pregnant while she was standing outside with her other children. The grief of my aunties losing their wombs to dis-ease, unable to bear children of their own. The grief of my sister, losing so much — a baby boy she never got to meet, her womb, her choice to carry any more children. And all the women of my generational lines who experienced loss in their wombs that I never knew about, or they never spoke about.

For the weeks and months that followed the death of my first son, Vida (I was 15 weeks pregnant), grief moved through me in ways I never thought it would.

My womb felt hollow and empty; it felt void of life. My womb was mourning the loss of the first beautiful life it held. I felt viscerally aware of how empty it felt in comparison to when I felt the beauty and magic of life that was once held within her.

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Grief rearranged me.

As it does.

It stripped away everything that was no longer important and shone a light on everything that was.

My grief felt beautiful. I started to enjoy sharing the sacred space of my body with it. I got to love my grief, and it loved me too.

Opening up the portal of grief allowed me to feel everything with more depth and magnitude. My eyes and my heart became clearer to the world around me — the heartbreak, the tragedy, the horrific realities. And the magic, the pleasure, the beauty, the joy.

It gave me the internal spaciousness to question the path I was on. The experience of losing my pregnancy and my baby gave me the gift of becoming a birth and postpartum doula. It gave me the gift of being able to hold other mothers through it all. Through their transitions, their grief, their joy, their pain.

Grief has opened me up to deeper levels of magic and the world of divine mystery. It has connected me more deeply to my intuition, my Knowing, and the essence of who I am beneath it all and into the beyond.

It’s expanded my consciousness in ways that I could have only dreamed of — getting to connect with the spirit of babies who have not made their way to Earth yet, or that were here and left.

And deeper than that, grief gave me the capacity to witness and hold another’s grief without flinching or cowering away. I can sit with another’s grief like it is my own.

Not with an agenda to fix or change it, but to simply be with it. To allow it to transmute within another into the gifts it is meant to give them, too.

Grief showed me that it is not to be feared. It is to be felt. It is to be held. It is to be revered.

It broke me apart completely and rearranged me into something more true, more honest, and more whole.

But it was only in experiencing the depth of grief fully that I was able to become all that I am today.

A Note to Those Who Are Grieving Today

I know the depth of what you feel right now might feel too heavy to hold. You don’t have to hold it alone.

I know the grief that overtakes you in the quiet moments feels deep. It’s because it is. Your capacity for grief shows you the capacity you have for love for that person, that relationship, that situation.

Your heart might feel like it’s breaking. What would it look like if you just let it it? Without wondering when it was going to change, or without trying to change it yourself.

It’s okay if no one else around you can understand the depth of your grief right now, they aren’t meant to, because it isn’t theirs. Find community with other people who have grieved similar things — it will bring you peace and comfort.

You don’t need to change your grief or move it. You have permission to be as deeply in it as you can.

And as a final note, you don’t need to believe that there will be gifts that can come from this. I will hold that light for you, and when and if you’re ready, the gifts will appear.

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1:1 Pregnancy Loss / Miscarriage Support (Donation Based)❤️

If you are currently navigating a pregnancy loss or miscarriage and you feel as though you need support. Or if you have experienced one in the past and still feel as though you could use some support navigating the emotions, fear, or uncertainity, I’d love to support you.

During our 1:1 session, we would drop into a beautiful space and enter into a sacred container to hold and share your experience. Our session would include emotional processing, meditation, loss resources, space holding and alchemy. This session is donation-based (pay what you can, or wish) and we would initially jump on a 15- minute free discovery call so I can understand your heart before we get started.

I’d love to hold you. Book your free call below.

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Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop Replay & Meditation Bundle($11.11 CAD)✨

In this grounding, healing, and interactive Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop, you will be guided into a theta brain state to experience the 7th plane of existence and source consciousness and connect with your child’s (or spirit baby’s) Higher Self.

You will be invited to come into deeper harmony and coherence with your child or spirit baby. Allow yourself to trust the wisdom within you, and within them to move forward with clarity, trust, and balance.

Magic and Alignment with Your Child is Waiting

You will receive:
⋆˙⟡ Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop Replay
⋆˙⟡ Workshop PDF
⋆˙⟡ Pre-Recorded Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Meditation to Continue to Deepen Your Practice + Connection Point

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Feel Called to Buy Me A Coffee? ☕

If you feel called to Buy Me A Coffee — it not only helps to support my work and my writing, but it helps to support me in being able to provide the best care for my toddler and contribute to our family household. And I literally use it to buy myself a delicious treat (usually in the form of a Nutella Almond Milk Latte). Every and any bit helps and I would be so grateful.

There is a societal and foundational belief that so many of us have been taught, given and handed down to us like it’s a sacred and ceremonial gift — that Motherhood is purely self-sacrificial in nature.

And while it is indeed sacrificial in many facets of the experience of Motherhood — it does not need to be at the detriment to remaining whole, healthy, and nourished.

As the saying goes, “you can not pour from an empty well” and that is ever present, and more true in Motherhood. You cannot be the Mother you want to be and that your kids need you to be when you are depleted on all levels of your being.

I do not want to negate or disregard the very real reality that Mothers also face — they are stretched thin, undernourished, under-supported, underfunded/paid. Mothers are left with minimal time in their day while often trying to balance a social life, mothering, working, commuting, cooking, and all the other household responsibilities that often fall on the shoulders of Mothers.

Some of this is so well beyond our control until the systems crumble and new ones are built, and society becomes more mother-centered.

However, so much of it is in our control. The pressure to be as productive as possible through the day is completely internalized. We must dismantle this belief within ourselves and our beings to be able to come into a deeper level of wholeness in motherhood.

With that being said, let’s dive in. Introducing:

⋆˙⟡ Pockets of Nourishment ⋆˙⟡

In this month’s issue, we are going to cover:
⟡ Giving Yourself What You Need + Deserve + Claiming Worthiness
⟡ Practical Ways to Nourish Yourself When You Don’t Have A lot of Time
⟡ Nourishment & Self Care Ideas to do WITH Your Kids
⟡ Powerful Breathwork Practice for Mothers by

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My deepest love,

You are everything, and you have been from the moment I met you.

It’s you. It’s always been you. And it will always be you.

I know we aren’t married (yet) — but calling you my boyfriend or my partner no longer feels like enough. So my husband it is.

You are a grounding force. The harbour that protects me from the wind.

You are the love that never wavers, even when mine has. I’m sorry for all the times it has.

You are my soft landing place when life feels too hard, and I feel too tired to carry my feet forward. When the world feels shaky beneath our feet, you are there, holding us steady with grace, compassion, and strength.

You are the gentle being in the center of our family that holds both of us — your girls — through every twist and turn this lifetime has graciously given to us.

You show up.

Not perfectly. But you show up in a way that heals me, enlightens me, and is a love I could only have dreamed of.

Your love isn’t big or grand. It’s soft and steady. It reaches the deepest corners of me. You love me with devotion.

Thank you for seeing me in the way that you do.

You hold me through my tears, through my heartache, through my grief. You celebrate my joy, my spirit, my excitement, as if it were your own.

I wouldn’t be the mother I am without you, my love. I mean that with my whole being, and then some.

You are always there — steady and true. Honest and forgiving.

You celebrate me when I choose myself.

And you hold me accountable when I don’t.

You’ve always known how much becoming a Mother means to me. And you make it mean that much to you, too.

You remind me in the moments when I forget, how great a Mother I am to her and how lucky our daughter is to have me.

You make space for me each and every day — within yourself, and within our world — to nurture me, to love me, to hold me, and so I can nurture, love and hold myself, too.

Some people might assume that I must have just been lucky to have met a man and a father as wonderful as you.

But it’s not luck that brought us together. It’s a force beyond us. We feel that. The sacred, cosmic bond we have transcends time, space, and lifetimes.

We may have been brought together, but it’s been you — and us — keeping us together since that fateful, Godly beginning.

You choose me, and have always chosen me, over and over.

You have walked through fire with me. Hand in hand.

We have been through so much, my love.

I’m sorry for all the times throughout the years when I was barely holding on, and you were holding on with all of you.

You held me through international moves, pregnancy loss, grief, postpartum depression, and you were always holding up a candle for me when I couldn’t feel the light on my own.

You held me through everything else, too.

Thanks for choosing me when our hearts were scared, when we were hurting and vulnerable, and when we weren’t sure if we were going to make it out of this whole and together.

But here we are — together and whole.

Our love is one of the most sacred gifts I will ever have the privilege of experiencing in this life. And I am so happy it’s you.

Thank you, my love. For being you.

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⋆˙⟡ The Invitation - Oriah Mountain Dreamer ⋆˙⟡

In our first year together, my now-husband got this poem printed for me before I sat in my first ayahuasca ceremony — to celebrate me choosing healing for myself. It hangs in our room and has followed us everywhere. It’s held us through so much. Every time we read it, a different line stands out depending on what we are going through in the moment.

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, ‘Yes.’

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

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Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop Replay & Meditation Bundle($11.11 CAD)✨

In this grounding, healing, and interactive Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop, you will be guided into a theta brain state to experience the 7th plane of existence and source consciousness and connect with your child’s (or spirit baby’s) Higher Self.

You will be invited to come into deeper harmony and coherence with your child or spirit baby. Allow yourself to trust the wisdom within you, and within them to move forward with clarity, trust, and balance.

Magic and Alignment with Your Child is Waiting

You will receive:
⋆˙⟡ Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop Replay
⋆˙⟡ Workshop PDF
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Buy Me A Coffee? ☕(+ one time financial contribution)

If you feel called to Buy Me A Coffee — it not only helps to support my work and my writing, but it helps to support me in being able to provide the best care for my toddler and contribute to our family household. And I literally use it to buy myself a delicious treat (usually in the form of a Nutella Almond Milk Latte). Every and any bit helps and I would be so grateful.

Becoming Mother Support (Currently 2 Available Spots)❤️

Wherever you are on the Motherhood continuum, I would love to support you through the journey of your own becoming. We can work together through pregnancy loss, conception, pregnancy, birth, postpartum, or into other stages of Motherhood. We work together where I hold you through energetic and spiritual support, navigating fear, nervous system support, pregnancy and postpartum nourishment, birth planning, postpartum planning, etc.

We work together in a holistic way that integrates the spiritual and energetic with the physical reality. I help you embody the woman and mother you desire to be through each stage of the motherhood continuum cycle.

If this calls to you, I’d love to connect. Please book a 30 minute free discovery call to see if there is a resonance.

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Prior to my daughter’s conception, pregnancy and birth, she made herself known to me spiritually.

She gave me her name in a dream, she visited me in dreams to show me parts of our life together and who she was going to become, she allowed spiritual channels and mediums to connect with her to give me messages that I needed about her.

And when I got pregnant with her, it was so clear it was her. Our spiritual connection defied physical time and reality, and we had a relationship that had already been consciously occuring for years.

Connecting with her spirit and higher self allowed me to fully trust in the decisions I was making for our shared pregnancy, our birth experience, and into early postpartum.

She communicated with me that she wanted a home birth and for it to remain intervention free — and I did all the work necessary on this plane of existence and in spiritual realms to make that a reality for us both.

A few days before I was born, she let me know that she was feeling cozy, but also a little bit afraid. So we worked together to clear that fear and help her feel confident in moving through the birth portal, with a help from my dear TCM/Craniosacral Therapist.

When she was a young baby, we always stayed true to our values, what we knew of her heart, her spirit and what she needed in this lifetime, and how we envisioned raising her.

And (big and)

There were times we were perplexed at how to help her, at what she needed from us to thrive, to sleep better and to feel more comfortable in her new physical body.

So we booked a Theta Healing session with my dear sister-in-law, Christina Upham to access my daughter’s Higher Self to discover what she might need from us.

The process that Christina walked us through as Mother and Daughter was profoundly impactful on both of us. She brought us into the 7th Plane and into a Theta Brain State. We got to ask Emory what she needed, what I needed to do differently as her Mother, and what was going on with her sleep (she was waking up 8-10x per night).

This gave us the confidence to make the aligned changes needed to help our daughter, and help us as a family.

The best part?

Now we have the tools to access our daughter’s Higher Self whenever we need access to higher spiritual information to best serve her.

We tune into her Higher Self to ask her simple things like if she needs two naps that day, or if we are introducing her to a new food. We also tune in when there are bigger decisions to be made like if we need to bring her to the doctor or hospital for a sickness she might be experiencing, if she is ready to have more childcare through the week, or if something was too much for her sensitive system.

It brought me confidence in the decisions we were making for her and for us, and it eased so much anxiety when we were questioning if there was “something wrong”.

We are currently using the same method for the beautiful spirit babies that have made themselves known to us who want to come through my sacred vessel next.

With that being said, I am so excited to team up with my sister-in-law, Christina — an incredibly powerful, gentle, and psychic human — for a deeply sacred, grounding and supportive free workshop.

Christina shares her experiences as a Theta Healer, Shamanic Practitioner, Akashic Records Reader and Medical Intuitive who blends intuitive healing, belief work, yoga, and energy medicine to help clients heal mental, physical, and emotional ailments, regulate the nervous system, and strengthen their intuitive abilities. She is passionate about empowering others to reconnect with their inner healer and live with greater freedom, vitality, and soul-alignment.

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⋆˙⟡ Connecting to Your Child’s Higher Self Workshop ⋆˙⟡

Saturday February 21st at 9:30am PST / 12:30pm EST

Join us for a grounding, healing, and interactive workshop where you will be guided into a theta brain state to experience the 7th plane of existence and source consciousness and connect with your child’s Higher Self.

You will open the door to a deeper, more trusting relationship with your child — whether your child is here with you on Earth, has not made their way into form, or has passed back into the spirit realms.

During this workshop experience, you will:
⋆˙⟡ Strengthen trust in yourself as a Mother/Parent
⋆˙⟡ Strengthen trust in your child’s unique spirit and what they need in this life
⋆˙⟡ Gain deeper understanding and clarity around your child / spirit baby
⋆˙⟡ Grow together in right relationship and in greater harmony and connection.
⋆˙⟡ Experience the 7th Plane of Existence and Source Consciousness
⋆˙⟡ Enter a Theta Brain State, Allowing for Healing, Insight & Connection.

This space is going to be intimate, gentle, sacred and held with deep respect for every journey, every person, and every experience that is present.

You will be held closely by Christina and myself, each step of the way.

Give yourself the gift of spaciousness, healing and connection. You deserve it.

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⋆˙⟡ About Your Hosts ⋆˙⟡

Brittany is a holistic birth and postpartum doula, spirit baby communicator, creator of Mother Metamorphosis and a Mother to an almost 2-year-old beautiful daughter. A second trimester miscarriage in 2021 became the catylist that deepened Brittany’s relationship with birth, grief, and the spiritual realms, guiding her into this work. She supports women through the emotional, spiritual and practical layers of the motherhood continuum of conception, pregnancy, birth and postpartum. Her heart-led, grounded approach helps mothers reconnect with their inner wisdom, trust their choices, and feel supported and nourished in the path of Motherhood.

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Christina Upham is a former Registered Nurse with 10 years in the public health system whose own experience with nervous system burnout and a psychological injury led her onto a profound healing journey. After traveling through India and dedicating years to deep inner work, she discovered ThetaHealing, a modality that profoundly transformed her health and life. Christina now blends intuitive healing, belief work, yoga, and energy medicine to help clients heal mental, physical, and emotional ailments, regulate the nervous system, and strengthen their intuitive abilities. She is deeply passionate about empowering others to reconnect with their inner healer and live with greater freedom, vitality, and soul-alignment.

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If you have any questions about the workshop, or if you are having difficulty registering, please send me a message or leave a comment. I’d love to hear from you.

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In love always,

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What happens to the mother, if she herself, has a life unlived?

From the time I was a young girl, there was deep dogma, conditioning and self imposed limitations that were handed to me so generously by my own mother about what it meant to live in this life.

These were layers of conditioning and beliefs that were handed to me from a woman who had a life unlived.

It’s conditioning that runs rampant through the consciousness of my mother that I, as her daughter, have had to unravel it’s grips on my own consciousness.

The very conditioning that used to run in the background of my own life, and I watched it play out in real time when I was working so hard to create a very lived life for myself.

“It’s not realistic to save that money for a trip to Thailand, you will have to use it on groceries” — the sentence that replayed in my mind as I took the cash out of the trip fund to use on groceries

“Once you have kids, you don’t matter anymore.” — the belief that permeates my system in the moments I feel guilty for taking time for myself as a Mother

“We stopped having friends because you and your sister made it nearly impossible. So we gave up the things we loved.” — rings through my ears as I wonder if I will ever have deep and meaningful community at this stage of my life.

“Life is disappointing. It rarely works out how you want it too. It’s just hard for everyone.” — the suffocating and limiting belief that gets spewed in my direction every time something challenging happens in my life.

I’m the youngest daughter, the one who has been viewed as reckless and irresponsible from the very beginning. Always doing things differently than what my family was doing, different than my upbringing, and different than what I was witnessing in every direction around me. The black sheep because I have a lifestyle that no one understands. The misunderstood one because my beliefs and views of the world go against the unconscious imprints of my family. The daughter who challenges and questions the status quo of how society functions, never quite understanding the significance of what we were told we were supposed to do.

I’ve always been a dreamer.

The world was telling me to let them go, and I dreamt anyway.

Was it my love for books that allowed me to escape the confines of my existence and explore new realities that sparked this dreamer in me?

Is it something deep in my soul that knows that the dreams I have are the rightful life for me?

Or was it because I was looking around at the reality of my home, my family, and the town I lived in and thinking “this can’t be it?!” that pushed me to find something different?

Likely a mix of all 3.

I’ve always had it in me to want to see and explore the world, to be out on my own forging my own path, and to be living my life in the way that felt the best on my heart.

This (very large) part of me has always challenged my mother in a way that has put a wedge between us, creates tension in our relationship and frankly, disappoints me and leaves me in a state of heartache.

I want nothing more than a Mother that believes in me with her whole heart. A mother who believes in my capabilities, my innate wisdom, my courage, and my heart. A mother who expresses support for me following my dreams, even if she doesn’t understand them.

It’s not that my mother doesn’t want me to live the life that was placed in my heart — at least that’s not something I want to believe.

It’s that she doesn’t believe that it’s possible to live a fulfilled life with realized dreams that you go after and work towards. She is trying to protect me from going after my dreams and them not coming to fruition, so she (unconsciously) thinks its safer to not go after them.

On an energetic level, she’s dragging her daughter back into her world — so we can both be disappointed by the lives we have and she can say

“I told you so”

Because if I live my life in a way that ends in my dreams being realized, feel fulfilled and follow the un-traditional path that was placed in my heart all those years ago, even as a Mother

Then what would that mean for my mother’s life that has been unlived?

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There are times where I feel deep compassion for all that my mother has endured. As she sits beside me with her walls down and her heart open, telling me that she wishes she had my life. That regrets the way she has lived her life and the choices she has made.

And other times, I feel deep resentment and anger when I feel the energetic chokehold she tries to place on me, telling me I need to compromise, let go of dreams, and that hopefully I don’t suffer every step of the way.

What does it do to a daughter who hears her mother only project fear, worry and disappointment in her voice, words and energy?

And what would it do to a daughter to hear and feel joy, pride and celebration from the heart of her mother?

Both questions leave me with the confidence to answer the calling (that often feels like pressure) to continue to live my life in the way that I envision for myself, to continue to unravel the conditioning that has held me captive for so many years.

Because I watched my mother live and continue to live a life unlived. A life of sacrifice. A life purely for others without an attempt to live one for herself. A life where all of her dreams have been left behind to merely be an imaginary reality.

I won’t do that to myself. And I sure as hell won’t let me daughter witness that in her Mother.

Having a mother who allows her own beliefs, conditioning and traumas to impact the way she mothers and shows up is a hard pill to swallow as a daughter. And it’s confusing on my heart as a mother to a daughter.

Having a mother who’s life remains unlived makes it all that more important to be a daughter who lives her life fully, so I don’t become a Mother to a daughter with a life unlived.

And maybe, just maybe… I can say

“I told you so”

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Becoming Mother Support (Currently 2 Available Spots)❤️

Wherever you are on the Motherhood continuum, I would love to support you through the journey of your own becoming. We can work together through pregnancy loss, conception, pregnancy, birth, postpartum, or into other stages of Motherhood. We work together where I hold you through energetic and spiritual support, navigating fear, nervous system support, pregnancy and postpartum nourishment, birth planning, postpartum planning, etc.

We work together in a holistic way that integrates the spiritual and energetic with the physical reality. I help you embody the woman and mother you desire to be through each stage of the motherhood continuum cycle.

If this calls to you, I’d love to connect. Please book a 30 minute free discovery call to see if there is a resonance.

30 MINUTE DISCOVERY CALL

Buy Me A Coffee? ☕(+ one time financial support)

If you feel called to Buy Me A Coffee — it not only helps to support my work and my writing, but it helps to support me in being able to provide the best care for my toddler and contribute to our family household. And I literally use it to buy myself a delicious treat (usually in the form of a Nutella Almond Milk Latte). Every and any bit helps and I would be so grateful.

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And if you upgrade through this post, you will receive a FREE 45-minute pregnancy, postpartum, or motherhood guidance support session.

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Welcome back to the Nourish Thy Mother series, a space where nourishment is not just about your body. It’s about the entirety of you — mind, body and spirit. Here, thriving as a mother is not a luxury, but an essential part of your existence.

Recently, I wrote a piece where I stated something directly that I will repeat here.

Suffering is not a requirement in Motherhood.

I repeat it here again because it’s something that my work is committed to. Helping you to remember and Know that suffering is not the baseline experience for Motherhood. You are allowed to enjoy it. You are allowed to take up space. You are allowed to ask for what you need, and then actually do the thing you need!

My work is all about allowing and helping mothers in realizing their sovereignty, reclaiming their power as women and nourishing all levels of their being without wavering in that truth.

This series is here to help guide you, reflect back to you, and hold you while you learn and relearn to nourish yourself in whatever season of motherhood and womanhood you are in.

Motherhood is hard.

And Motherhood is harder when you are undernourished and under supported.

I introduce to you:

⋆˙⟡ Claiming Space, Fully Living & Nourished ⋆˙⟡

In this month’s issue, we are going to cover:

⟡ Taking Up Space
⟡ Claiming Your Authentic Life
⟡ A simple and rich winter soup recipe
⟡ Sneak Peak for February Workshop

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Motherhood is one of the most profound, transformational times in our lives. It stretches our capacity beyond what we think is possible, and it expands our hearts in a way that cannot be put into words.

Motherhood holds an energy and power that no other stage in our lives holds — it is one to be revered, held in love and softness, and witnessed with a heart that recognizes all that it is.

And, Motherhood is a stage where society supports us the least because society doesn’t see what it does to us. Society doesn’t have systems and structures to support the profound spiritual transformation that it brings, and it sure as heck doesn’t support the emotional, physical, and mental demands that motherhood bestowes upon us.

Between the societal structures that are failing us, our own generational past of wounded and traumatized women who were told to stay small, stay silent, and obedient to the powers at be — it has become easier than ever to lose sight of what’s true.

It is easy to forget our innate power that Motherhood brings to us.

It is easy to fall into a state of victimhood and believe that Motherhood is meant to be fully self-sacrificial and you must be a martyr to be fulfil the role of the “good mother”.

Now, more than ever, it is time to reclaim the space we so rightfully deserve in society, within the four walls of our home, and in our magical beings.

For those of us who hold the belief and have learned that staying small, staying silent, and remaining unseen is the safer route, and for those who have learned people pleasing is the only way to be seen, held, or loved, claiming space can feel dysregulating and uncomfortable within our bodies where those stories live.

So how can you start in claiming the space you need and so rightfully deserve in Motherhood so you feel supported?

Embody What You Want First

At first, it’s an internal feeling you must claim. You must feel the power within. You must feel the worthiness within. You must feel that you have a rightful place in this world, and in your life.

From there, you can start taking the external actions like booking the yoga class you’ve been wanting to go to, or taking the 30 minute hot bubble bath with the lights turned off and your eyes closed.

You might be wondering what this might look like for you, and for each one of us, it will be different because different things, behaviours, actions, and emotions aid us in feeling nourished and whole.

So, here’s a small journaling prompt to help you get clear on what this might look like for you personally:

What would my life feel like if I claimed the space I deserve to take up?

Once you have that clarity, it’s time to bring these feelings into existence — which starts with small, intentional actions and choices each day.

If you go too quickly, you might activate your nervous system in a way where those intentional choices and actions don’t feel good in your body — it will feel wrong, you will feel guilty, you will feel activated.

I’ll give you an example:

You desire to feel more rested through the day and to use some of your time for you, but you end up using nap times and the extra time you have to do chores, the never ending to do list, or clean the kitchen. And if you actually decide to use nap time to rest, you end up feeling anxious, uncomfortable in your body and you can’t enjoy it anyway — so you continue to choose the chores, the never ending to do list, and the cleaning.

These feelings is your nervous system telling you that it is not safe to rest, not safe to claim space in your life for you.

You end up burnt out, resentful, and exhausted in a way from holding it all together, but also never allowing yourself to fully rest in your body.

So, start small.

When you want to rest, start with 5 minutes. Sit there quietly, with a book, with your eyes closed, watch a show, meditate, whatever you want. If you notice anxiousness in your body, just pay attention to it without judgement, without trying to fix it.

Do 5 minutes of rest for a few days in a row until your body feels safe within it and you notice you don’t feel anxious anymore.

Then try 10 minutes of the same practice, and expand from there.

Here’s the thing I want to be honest with you about,

In order to claim and have spaciousness within your life, you must claim it within yourself first. You must give it to yourself first.

When you feel comfortable taking the space within yourself, only then can you start claiming space in other external areas of your existence — as a partner, as a mother, as community member, etc.

You will be able to “graduate” to booking that yoga class without feeling guilty. You will be able to use the whole nap time for things that simply nourish you. And you will be able to claim more space in your life for you, in a way that is authentic for you without wavering in it.

In turn, you become a more nourished, more supported Mother and woman. Because you supported and nourished yourself first.

The next part of this series is for paid subscribers where:

⋆˙⟡ We discuss and explore staking claim in the life you want and desire as a mother, and not compromising out of fear or comfort.

⋆˙⟡ There are recipes that will keep you warm, nourished and whole in this season.

⋆˙⟡ Plus a sneak peak to an upcoming offering happening on February 21st!

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After witnessing my own mother burn her candle at both ends, resentful of her life, resentful of her husband, resentful of the responsibility she carried as a woman and as a mother

And then to witness and hold space for my beloved sister who was following the same pathway as my mother — scream, cry, and beg for things to be different for her

I knew I was unwilling to resent motherhood, womanhood, and my life.

This didn’t come easy for me.

I was a people pleaser, holding generational trauma, with a voice that stayed quiet more than it didn’t, and a tendency to emotionally shut down if I was ever met with emotions that were less than ideal.

Motherhood has made me more powerful, more certain, more sure.

It has allowed me to open up my voice, express and hold boundaries with my heart open, and it has given me the gift of understanding myself in a way that I never have before.

It has also shown me all the ways I was in a state of martyrdom, victimization or completely self-sacrificing — and I felt the effects of that.

I felt all the ways I was starting to feel resentful.

I saw all the ways that I was not choosing myself.

And I was deeply aware of all the ways that my physical body, emotional body, and spiritual body were becoming depleted.

These were not things for someone else to solve for me.

It was my job to take radical responsibility for my life, my motherhood experience, my womanhood. It was my responsibility to consciously and intentionally make choices that were going to directly impact how nourished I felt on all levels of my being. Although small, these choices and actions were immensely impactful on how I felt each and every day.

Moving from a state of depletion into a state of nourishment, embodiment and feeling internally resourced has taken and continues to take work.

I don’t feel great all the time. But I am attuned enough to myself that I notice the subtleties of dysregulation, depletion, and resentment that I listen to with an open heart, without judgment.

When I start to feel resentful towards my role as a mother or towards my partner, something needs to be communicated or changed.

When I notice myself unable to be present with my daughter in the way she so beautifully deserves, it’s a sign that I need some extra time to fill my well.

When I feel my body feeling weak or I am relying on sugar and carbs more frequently than normal, it’s a sign that my body is requiring more hydration, protein and healthy fat.

And when I feel frustrated at everything and everyone, it’s a sign I either need some extra alone time, a nap, or I need to eat more.

I’ve developed a toolbox of actions, choices and practices I rely on each day, each week, and in each moment to feel grounded and centred most of the day.

Feeling nourished and feeling supported shouldn’t be some pipe dream in motherhood. But for so many, it is.

Partly to the way that society is set up to fail mothers and families, partly due to not knowing how to properly take care of themselves, and partly due to feeling like motherhood is naturally self-sacrificial in nature.

And there is immense sacrifice that is required of us from the moment we become pregnant but

Suffering is not a requirement in Motherhood.

Let me repeat that.

Suffering is not a requirement to be a Mother.

It is possible to enjoy it. It is possible to feel nourished. It is possible to thrive within the realities and demands of Motherhood.

Of course, it’s hard. Of course, it’s demanding. Of course, it stretches us to our physical, mental, emotional and spiritual capacities.

However, the more resourced you are on every level of your sacred being, the easier these demands become.

There are many more micro practices, habits and tools I have that I use to feel nourished within my being, but here are the things that have been the most impactful on how nourished I feel.

1. Eat a Big, Protein-Rich (50g+) Sit-Down Breakfast Every Single Day

Breakfast has always been a meal that I never miss. I have never been one to intermittent fast because it just doesn’t feel good on my body. So when my daughter came along, it was already something that was deeply embedded in my daily routine.

When my daughter was 6 months old, I noticed she wasn’t gaining weight, and my body felt weak and depleted. So I started eating more.

A lot more.

I would make breakfast, then sit with my daughter while I ate. If she was getting fussy or upset, I would always reiterate to her, “Mama is nourishing herself, so she can nourish you and be the best mama for you”. I’d let her fuss a little bit, I’d put her down to crawl around, or someone around me would offer to hang with her so I could finish eating.

Now, at 21 months postpartum, it’s a daily ritual for both my daughter and I to sit and eat a nutrient-dense breakfast together at the table. To this day, I remain seated until I am done eating. If she is done before me and doesn’t want to wait, I tell her she can play by herself for a little while, sit on my lap, or find something else to do.

She always happily obliges and exercises her patience while I eat. She usually chooses to sit on my lap and steal some of my berries as I eat.

This time I take to eat and nourish my physical body, sets me up in a good way for the day. It also shows my daughter the importance of nourishing her own body, and what it looks like and takes to look after yourself.

Already, I see how it’s positively impacting her relationship with food, her body, and time in the kitchen. She has a great relationship with different foods, she is comfortable asking for more food and eating until she is full, and the kitchen is one of her favourite places to be. We also got her a toddler play kitchen, it is by far the most used toy we have.

Lately, I’ve had to readjust how much I am eating for breakfast because I am breastfeeding less and therefore, less hungry. But here’s what my typical breakfast looks like for me right now:

〜 2 pasture-raised eggs
〜 2 slices of nitrate-free, organic ham
〜 A few slices of grass-fed cheese or 1.5 tablespoons of ricotta cheese
〜 Unpasteurized sauerkraut or kimchi for gut health
〜 Fruit: berries, banana with peanut butter or an orange
〜 1 Slice of Sourdough Toast w/ Butter or 1 Slice of French Toast w/ Butter & Maple Syrup

I know that I absolutely do not thrive when I haven’t eaten a big breakfast, have to rush through breakfast or eat something small with one hand. Of course, there are times when I have to do these things, and when I do, I notice how deeply it impacts the rest of my day.

2. 40 Minutes-1 Hour of Alone Time Every Morning

I feel blessed and fortunate that my husband works from home, so we have a bit more flexibility in our mornings together. I am mostly a stay at home mother to my daughter, so I don’t have to rush out the door to get to my job or drop her off at daycare. I recognize that my lifestyle might be different than yours.

However, I know that even/when our circumstances shift in our family, this alone time is going to be even more crucial. No matter what, we will always find a way to make it work together as a family unit. We are both better parents and partners to each other for it.

A little over a year ago, I wasn’t taking consistent time for myself each morning. I started to see the effect on my nervous system, mood, and ability to be present with my daughter. At that point, she was also waking up 8x+ per night, so it felt like the night was bleeding into the day, then the day bleeding into the night, and so on.

I put my hand up to my husband and expressed what I needed, and that it wasn’t going to be negotiable for me, so how could we make it work together?

Not only was he fully on board, but he also understood and supported the need for it. We alternate — he does his morning routine while I am nursing my daughter and giving her a morning snack, then he takes her to play while I go and have my alone time.

I’m allowed to use my alone time however I want and it varies each day depending how I am feeling. Here’s some things I do during my time:

〜 Nap
〜 Meditate
〜 Write in my Journal
〜 Pray
〜 Read a Novel
〜 Stretch my Body
〜 Stare out the Window (lol)
〜 Release Emotions (usually this looks like crying, also lol)

Having this time nourishes everything — my mental health, my spiritual health, my emotional health. If I miss one day, I am usually okay, but when I miss two or more in a row, I notice how everything negatively compounds.

I’m less patient, I am more tired, and I am less resourced to handle the demands that motherhood and life bring.

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3. Asking for Support + Receiving Support

As I mentioned earlier, I am a recovering people pleaser and someone who learned that remaining small and silent was the safer option. So this one was challenging.

There are moments when I continue to find discomfort in asking for the support I need (and actually being open to receiving that support), but I lean in. I lean in hard.

It’s been an on-going spiritual practice using my voice to speak my needs, standing in the truth of that, and then also surrendering into a feminine state of receivership when other people offer their sacred and beautiful hearts & hands of support.

There is a ball of tension that lives in the space between my heart and my stomach when I need extra support, and I am running on empty. I feel frustrated. I start getting resentful of silly things like my husband having a call or working because it feels like he’s having time alone. I become impatient at the silliest things that my daughter does.

When I begin to notice these signs that my body and consciousness are giving me, I tune into what type of support I am actually seeking.

Do I need someone else to cook dinner?
Do I need a shower to recharge?
Do I want time to write or express my creativity and passions?
Do I need a solo nap?
Do I need to talk through something I am uncertain about?

I get clear on the ask, and then I do something crazy.

I ask for it.

Right now, my support system is primarily my husband and my mother-in-law. My secondary support system is my father-in-law and my long-distance sister in whom I love very much.

I ask them to watch my daughter while I do something for myself like write, move my body, or go outside of the house alone(!!!). I ask my husband if he can take the lead on dinner so I don’t have to. I ask my sister if we can have a call because I need to talk through something.

But the point is that I am the one who needs to ask. Yes, of course they offer (that’s in the next point), but it is my sovereign responsibility to use my voice to express what I need.

They aren’t in my life to save me or read my mind.

It’s my job to know what I need, ask for what I need, and then go and do the thing that I need.

And this brings me to my next point — receiving support when it is offered.

There is deep wounding in our society, specifically around the suppression and oppression of women.

Namely, the hyper-independent woman.

I am calling this woman out because I am still unwinding these beliefs and patterns in myself. I know them very, very, intimately.

“No, it’s fine, I can do it on my own.”

“I don’t want to be a burden.”

“It’s not a big deal, I’ll just do it”

When underneath, your spirit is screaming at you to accept the help, that you need the help, and that it would feel incredibly nourishing to be supported in that way.

When my MIL used to offer to take my daughter so I could do something on my own, it would make me uncomfortable. When she would offer to buy my daughter some new clothes because she wanted to help lighten our financial load, my instinct was always to say no.

When my husband would offer to give me space to shower for as long as I wanted, I would feel bad and feel as though I was imposing on him.

Then I leaned in.

I started saying yes — even when it made me uncomfortable. Because I recognized that if I were unable to receive the support that was offered to me, I would forever feel unsupported by my own doing.

I remember my Mother denying the offers and requests to support her, then feeling resentful that she had to do everything on her own.

That is not what I wanted for my own life, and it is definitely not what I want my daughter to witness in her mother’s behaviour.

Now, I accept almost every form of support that is offered to me — financial, spiritual, emotional, physical, mental — when it is aligned with the highest good of me, my daughter, and our family. (So no… I don’t say yes when my random Aunt Betty offers to babysit my daughter, whom she’s met once for an hour.)

Yes, it still makes me uncomfortable at times, but it’s gotten easier to accept with an open heart and less restriction.

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At 21 months postpartum, I feel more grounded and resourced than I have in any other season so far.

I feel supported by the wonderful individuals in my life who support me with their graciousness.

More than that, I feel supported by my Self. I make choices every day in Motherhood that lead to me feeling more resourced internally, more patient, more nourished, and more whole.

My daughter deserves to have the experience of having a Mother who is enjoying motherhood. It’s her childhood; it’s important to me.

And there is nothing more that I want for myself — to enjoy Motherhood, and to not suffer, struggle and resent my way through the years.

I pray for that for you, too.

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Welcome back to the Nourish Thy Mother series, a space where nourishment is not just about your body. It’s about the entirety of you — mind, body and spirit. Here, thriving as a mother is not a luxury, but an essential part of your existence.

After navigating the waters of exhaustion, depletion, and postpartum depression after giving birth to my daughter, I was left to discover all the ways to nourish each level of my being to be the mother I knew I needed and wanted to be for her.

This space is here to nourish you. It’s here as medicine. It’s here as a grounding force each month. And it’s here to add tools and resources into your tool belt that equip you with the physical, emotional and energetic demands that motherhood brings.

With the holidays around the corner — ok, at our doorstep — you are going to be able to go into the season without abandoning any part of yourself.

Here’s what we are going to be covering in this month’s issue:

⋆˙⟡ Whole Health Holidays ⋆˙⟡

In this issue, we are going to be covering:

❆ Balanced Nourishment: Balancing Physical Nourishment with the other parts of our being (energy, spiritual, and emotional bodies)

❆Energy Protection & Cleansing Prayers

❆ A Healthier Pumpkin Pie Recipe with 2 Different Homemade Whipped Creams

The holidays are an especially energetically heightened period of time.

We are cyclical beings. At a time when we are being invited into stillness, into the darkest part of the year, into reflection and contemplation, the external world is pushing us in the other direction.

It’s pushing us into consumerism, overextension of our energy and time, and loading our bodies with more food than we were ever intended to consume.

This is all by intentional design. To keep us separated from our innate biology. To keep us disconnected from the truth of our bodies and spirits. And to keep us removed from the true nature of what the holidays once were.

The holidays for so many people feel void of soul and void of heart. We do things because we feel we should, or because it’s how it’s always been done.

As humanity continues to evolve into higher levels of consciousness, as babies are born into the world more sensitive than ever before, there is going to be a shift in what the holiday season means, how it is celebrated and how we interact with it.

Many of us are feeling called to start making those shifts — now.

In this time, where we are still engaging with the current structure of the holidays, we need to be able to hold our energy and hold boundaries while keeping our hearts open. To do this, we need to know how to keep our energy bodies and physical bodies as clean as possible so we stay connected to ourselves.

AND

As with everything, there is a balance.

Joy is as much nourishment as eating healthy is.

Experiencing the pleasure of eating a delicious piece of chocolate is as nourishing as meditating.

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In November, I had the incredible opportunity to sit with in The Inner Room — a space where walls fall away, stories don’t just get told; they land. It’s messy, real and alive.

And alive it was.

We were joined by beautiful humans like , , and so many others as they sat with us, asked questions and brought their beautiful energies into the mix.

In this conversation, we dove into

⋆˙⟡ Why Women Get Disconnected From Their Bodies
⋆˙⟡ My Relationship to My Body After Birth
⋆˙⟡ Birth Trauma & How It Affects Women
⋆˙⟡ The Spirituality of Motherhood
⋆˙⟡ Honouring My Daughter’s Unique Spirit & Removing My Personal Preference
⋆˙⟡ Why I Started Writing
⋆˙⟡ The Experience of Many Mothers in Early Postpartum (Incl. myself!)
…. and truly so much more.

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December 1st came and went. And I forgot. I forgot it was the day we said goodbye 4 years ago.

I’m sorry I didn’t get you cupcakes this year.

And I’m sorry I didn’t get another baby a gift who was born around the time of year you were due, like I normally do.

It’s not that I don’t think about you. I do. I really do. Almost every day.

You left my body 4 years ago, my boy.

And there is nothing I wouldn’t do now to know you, to hold you, and to have you in my womb once more — even for a moment.

I know you weren’t meant for this earthly plane, but you were perfectly meant for me.

15 weeks together, it’s all we had. It was just me and you, and maybe that’s how it was always supposed to be.

You lived within me.

And you died within me.

What an honour it was to be that for you. The place you grew, and the place you laid to rest.

I still feel you there, even after all these years.

I know you weren’t well enough to live outside of me. But when I see boys just like you, I always wonder who you’d be.

I am grateful for all you’ve given me. 4 years ago, and every day since.

It’s because of you that I have this purpose in this life. I found it because I allowed myself to get lost in the grief of losing you. I let everything else fall away, because of you.

I wouldn’t be the woman I am without you, my boy.

Thank you for being you. And for allowing me to become me.

I hope you’re dancing in the sky.

I love you, my Vida boy.

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To the Mothers Walking the Path of Pregnancy Loss

You aren’t alone, even in the moments you might feel alone.

And it isn’t your fault.

This experience is meant to change you, so let it change you.

Allow the unfolding of all that it is.

The grief. The hope. The love. The acceptance.

Yes, you are strong, but you don’t have to be. You can let yourself break.

Because only in the breaking, is when you will find yourself again.

The grief you feel is only a testament to the love you experience.

It doesn’t matter how long ago you lost your baby — they live within you for eternity. In your blood. In your bones. In your heart. They are a part of you.

You are loved.

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It stirs up a lot in me, too.

I have read many articles over the years about free birth — whether for or against — and all of them have the same thing in common.

Each article villainizes the other side of the story and perspective.

Free birth is wrong.

Medicalized birth and the medical system is wrong.

This article isn’t defending freebirth or condemning it. It’s my own exploration of the spiritual lens that I bring into birth and the forgotten middle ground, where real mothers, real babies, and nuance exist.

Before I dive into this topic from my perspective — a birth doula, who has walked with women through the birth portal, and a mother — there is a lens I view the world through.

This is a perspective that I often see is missing from the free birth vs anti-freebirth discussion.

The soul.

The soul of the mother. The soul of the baby. And their beautifully intertwined path together as one.

Before we enter this earthly realm, we agree, as souls, to experience different situations, relationships, traumas and lessons in order for our soul to evolve. This is our own individual, unique life path.

We agree to everything.

Including the way we are going to be born, and the way we are going to die.

When our children are still in spirit form, they help to guide us. They give us clues, signs, and place things in our hearts to help guide our decision-making process that best serve their soul path, and soul agreement with us as their mothers/parents.

How our babies are born imprints on their beings in a way that is unique to them and what they need to have to navigate this lifetime and their evolution.

A baby knows (not consciously) if their mother chose to have a freebirth or a hospital birth. They know if they will be born at home in a birth tub, in the ocean, with forceps, or in a c-section. They know if they will get stuck in the birth canal, if they will be born on the side of the road, or if they will have shoulder dystocia.

They know this because their soul agreed to it.

Babies also know exactly when they are going to be born, in what city, in what country, down to the minute. It helps shape their astrological profile, which helps to guide their personality, their unique path, and the challenges they may face.

When it comes to birth specifically, here’s what I know for sure:

There is no one right way to birth, and every mother and baby is doing their own unique dance with the divine to bring life to this earth.

Let’s dive in.

Disclaimers

I do not disagree with freebirth. I do disagree with The Freebirth Society, the monetization, the manipulation, the dogma, and the negligence that they disguise as empowerment and education for women.

I do not disagree with medicalized birth or the medical industry. I do disagree with the inner workings, the monetization, the coercion, the manipulation, the dogma, and the negligence they disguise as safety for women.

A Little Back Story

I knew for years before I got pregnant that I wanted to give birth at home, away from the medical system. My mom had traumatic births with both my sister and me, and my sister had the typical cascade of interventions that ended in a c-section with her first born, and she had a traumatic pregnancy and birth with her second born.

You can read a little more back story on where this decision to give birth at home came from here and here.

I read books and birth stories of women who gave birth at home naturally. I watched videos of water births, home births, nature births. It was enlivening.

And then I remember seeing a video circulating on Instagram that truthfully, I thought was a joke. I remember it very clearly.

A woman was giving birth in the ocean. She was sitting on the shore on her knees. And she delivered her baby while the waves were crashing over her. My only thought was,

“Well that doesn’t seem sanitary. The ocean is pretty dirty.”

And I let it go.

This was the first time I had seen and heard of freebirth. I did not do deeper research into it or the FBS.

I was also looking into the medical system and the history of obstetrics and I was mortified. The way we moved away from the respect of women’s bodies to true brutality and abuse.

Fast forward, and I became a trained and certified holistic doula in 2022/2023. In my certifying school, they told us that if they ever found out that we were supporting a freebirth, our certification would be revoked.

Similarly, in the small mountain community I lived in, if the midwives found out that you (as a doula) were attending a free birth, you would be blacklisted from being contacted by them.

I lived where birthing options were limited, the community was focused on nature, spirituality, freedom, and people lived removed from the center of the city. The “underground” birth world was very prevalent. Freebirth was normal. Unregistered midwives were normal. Traditional birth keepers were normal.

In the same breath, medicalized births, hospital births, home births attended by midwives, and everything in between were also normal.

I stand at the intersection of these stories and experiences — my own, my clients, the births I’ve witnessed, and the spiritual beliefs I hold.

I live in the messy middle of it all.

I can see why women were choosing freebirth.

I can see why women were choosing home birth.

I can see why women were choosing a natural birth at the hospital.

I can see why women were choosing a medicalized birth at the hospital, too.

Who am I to pass judgment or interject into their decision-making process for the birth that was best for them and their baby?

More than that, who am I to guide someone away from what their own unique soul path, or their baby’s unique soul path?

As a doula, I’ve been graciously invited into the lives and births of many families. I’d work with families before they gave birth to work with the practical ways to prepare for birth to help them feel empowered in their choices.

I have supported fully medicalized births that ended in c-section after many avoidable interventions. I have supported successful medicalized births.

I have supported fully natural births at the hospital where the mother birthed in the shower, standing up, or in the hospital birth tub, completely autonomously.

I have supported home births that ended in giving birth at home and ended in hospital transfers.

I had a client who asked me if I would support her free birth because she was afraid to go to the hospital — I said no. And I had a friend talk with me through her choice of having a free birth and I was in full, whole hearted support.

Here’s what made the difference for me in my decision (or not) to support these births, mothers, and families — while remaining in integrity to my own values.

When I declined my client in her request for support her freebirth, I asked her questions that ultimately gave me a clear answer.

Was she prepared to know when bleeding was considered too much?

Did she feel confident in knowing her body well enough if they had to transfer to the hospital?

Did she feel educated or comfortable with delivering her own placenta?

Did her husband feel comfortable being the one to "catch” the baby?

In the end, I did not feel comfortable supporting this woman if she chose to freebirth because she was looking to me to save her. She was looking to transfer her power over to me. And the blame would have been placed on me if anything went wrong. She wanted to relinquish her sovereignty and responsibility.

Someone else was considering having me attend their freebirth and I said yes. So what was the difference?

This friend felt this decision deep in her heart, in her communication with spirit, with her unborn daughter, and with herself. Her connection to her inner knowing was powerful, strong and unwavering. She and her partner were putting in the education and embodiment work upfront to be as much in their power as possible.

This work included working with fears and doubts and constantly re-evaluating their choice. And yes, she had to face the possibility of death.

Birth in all it’s forms asks us to stand in our power and claim that space as our own. Its the sacred right of passage from maiden to mother.

Part of standing in that power is making decisions every step of the way — from the moment of conception into pregnancy, then birth and then into motherhood.

Making these powerful and informed decisions that are best for ourselves requires us to know ourselves deeply. It requires us to have the logic, have the information and the full truth of all risks, choices and aspects of these decisions — and it also requires us to be deeply in tune with ourselves, our intuitions and spirit.

The medical system strips women of knowing that full truth of information, and it strips them of remaining connected to their intuitions and spirit. They are taught to hand their power over to the doctors, the nurses, and everyone else around them.

The freebirth movement (specifically those coming through FBS) strips women of knowing the full truth of information and strips them of remaining connected to their intuitions and spirit because there is an ideology to uphold. They are taught to hand over their power to this same ideology — while not having the full breadth of information and birth education.

A grim part of the discussion that gets missed frequently is this:

Babies die in childbirth every single day.

They die in freebirth.

They die in homebirth.

And they die in hospitals — sometimes at the hands of the people that are told they will keep you safe.

It’s absolutely heartbreaking to lose a precious new life. A baby. It’s something I wish no mother would ever have to walk through.

And mothers do every single day.

Many people view mothers who choose to freebirth as irresponsible if the baby dies in childbirth. In fact, they often blame the mother and say it is her fault.

If a baby dies during childbirth at the hospital, a woman is never blamed or called irresponsible.

So it begs the question, why do we always end up polarizing and villainizing one mother (the free birth mother), but not the other?

The heart-centered and loving thing would be to hold both mothers in their grief and sit with them in their experience, regardless of where they birthed that baby or how that baby died.

When a baby dies, it’s earth-shattering — no matter what.

Another beautiful aspect of this discussion is that babies also live every single day, and are born every single minute.

Babies live when they are freebirthed, too.

Babies live when they are homebirthed, too.

Babies live when they are born in the hospital, too — because of the very doctors who kept them safe.

It is so incredibly necessary that we keep our hearts open when having these challenging and triggering conversations. It is crucial to acknowledge and be able to hold the infinite levels of nuance and duality that occur in these discussions and within birth.

None of us know what we don’t know.

And the more we know, the less we know.

An Invitation For You

Try and hold the messy middle of these conversations. Getting sucked into the polarization and villainizing of mothers is not the way forward.

If you feel yourself casting judgment, shame, or anything else — pause and take a breath. Then ask yourself this question:

What would love do?

Love doesn’t judge.

Love listens.

Love welcomes.

Love would hold these mothers with compassion and grace.

The reality is that these conversations are messy to have, and they stir up a lot in our hearts.

I invite you not to make another being wrong, simply because you feel differently than them.

Let’s create the new world together. Where love, community — and mothers — are at the center of it.

In love, always.

Brittany

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Welcome to the very first issue of the Nourish Thy Mother series. I am so grateful to be on this journey with you; the journey to whole self nourishment in motherhood.

This series was born from the depths of my heart and my experience as a mom to a new baby and now toddler, trying to figure out the best ways to nourish my whole being — mind, body, and spirit. I navigated the waters of depletion, postpartum depression, and exhaustion, and nourishment was such a steep learning curve when I was already experiencing the steep learning curve of motherhood.

This monthly series will have different themes and ways that all lead to nourishment of your whole self. From discussions, Q&A’s, nervous system support and somatic exercises, to recipes, guest speakers, and tips and tricks, this series is going to cover everything.

Let’s dive into this month’s topic:

⋆˙⟡ Into The Body ⋆˙⟡

In this issue, we are going to be covering:

𖤐 The transition from being present in your body through pregnancy, and the reasons we can get disconnected from our body once we give birth and get tossed into the throes of motherhood

𖤐 A prayer for your postpartum body

𖤐 An embodiment practice to get out of your head and back into your body

𖤐 A nourishing chicken meat stock recipe

Pregnancy is a viscerally physical experience. You feel the life within you, your growing womb, your growing breasts, and all the aches and pains. You are acutely aware of all the ways your body is different. It moves differently, it looks different, it digests food differently, and it just is different.

And then you enter the birth portal.

The very experience of labour and birth is an invitation for you to traverse worlds to bring your baby here. During birth, we have never been closer to God (Source, Creator, Universe). This is the unique power of womanhood. Your feet are in two worlds — the physical realms and the spiritual realms.

The veil is thin.

The physical experience is intense.

It can take a while to integrate and come back into your body once your baby is born. And some people never do. This is where some women will experience disconnection from their bodies, either consciously or unconsciously, and end up living tethered to the spiritual realms or in the mind.

Once you give birth, your body feels foreign.

Your baby is no longer in your womb; it feels empty and hollow. Your breasts are engorged and leaking, your nipples are probably cracking, you’re sleep deprived, your belly is squishy, you still look pregnant (sometimes for months afterwards), you may have gotten stitches, and it hurts to sit down. It’s a wild time trying to take your first poop. You look different.

More than that, you feel different. So many mothers end up disassociating from their bodies because it’s too much at once. There has been no time to integrate the massive experience that pregnancy, labour, and birth just were because there is now a baby to take care of. This disassociation can last for years if it’s never intentionally worked with or processed.

Mothers can then end up feeling overwhelmed as they get deeper into motherhood — the never ending to-do lists, the inability to rest and slow down, racing thoughts, anxiety, and trying to hold it all with their minds.

Here’s how to know you might be feeling disconnected/disassociated from your body:

𖤐 Not “feeling” your body or your sensations as strongly, or at all.

𖤐 Feeling like you are watching the world at a distance

𖤐 A strong sense of having an “out of body” experience

𖤐 You touch your body and you don’t feel a sense of connection to it, like you are merely looking at it from a different person’s eyes

Please note, if you are experiencing emotional numbness, disorientation, disorientation, or cannot move out of bed, please seek medical attention from a therapist, psychotherapist, shaman, or other source of trusted medical attention.

The beautiful part of feeling disconnected from your body is that the answer is always, and will always be, connection.

Our bodies go through so much change over such a short period of time once we get pregnant. It’s ok to feel like you’re not in your own skin, like you might not know how your new body works, or like you might not love how your postpartum body looks.

And that’s okay.

Getting into the body is where true healing happens. Getting into the body is where true and whole nourishment happens. Getting into the body is where the brain-body-heart connection happens.

Starting small, let’s connect with your body.

This version of your body.

⋆˙⟡ Ho’oponopono Prayer for the Postpartum Body (10-15 mins) ⋆˙⟡

This powerful prayer originated in ancient Hawaiian practices, with the focus on reconciliation and forgiveness. It’s a prayer that is typically used for relationships. This will help you to heal, nourish, and bring intention and attention to the relationship with your new body.

Typically, the Ho’oponopono prayer is

“I’m sorry, please forgive me, thank you, I love you”

In this version that I am sharing with you, it’s going to have a more focused intention and specifics. This is a prayer for your body. A prayer for your heart. And a prayer to connect to the deepest truth within you.

Here’s an example of the prayer to help guide you through your own body prayer creation.

I’m sorry for speaking to you with mean words

I forgive you for changing so much in a way that has I wasn’t ready for

Thank you for carrying my daughter, and me, through the last few years with such power.

I love you for all that you do for me.

You can say this prayer aloud with no music, or I’ve included a song below if that feels more in alignment to use as a guide. Fast forward to 3:47 in the song.

𖤐 Sit or lie down on your bed or on the couch.
𖤐 Place your left hand on your womb, and your right hand on your heart.
𖤐 Start by taking 5 deep breaths, envisioning moving your breath down into your womb, and then back up into your heart space.
𖤐 Say the prayer. Allowing any and all feelings to arise, flow, and release without judgment.
𖤐 Take 3 more deep breaths, envisioning it as love, moving to all the parts that need loving and forgiveness.
𖤐 Lay here as long as you need to land this experience. Drink lots of water.

⋆˙⟡ Embodiment Practice (10-15 minutes)⋆˙⟡

It is recommended to engage with this practice a day or two after the prayer, as it holds a very different energy. You may be feeling tender, emotional, or raw after the prayer. We want to protect and honour all that may have come up.

One of the best ways to connect to your body is to move. There are so many ways to move our bodies — working out, dancing, walking, yoga, or pilates. All of those are amazing tools to use.

But we are going in a different direction here. We are going to:

𖤐 SHAKE 𖤐

I turn to this practice when I feel my thoughts racing, negative thought patterns, trauma coming to the surface, or just feeling generalized unease or discomfort.

When animals work through a particularly intense experience, they intuitively and naturally shake so the experience isn’t held in their bodies and consciousnesses. They fully let it go.

So this practice is designed to help you move through anything that might be blocking you from connecting to your body, and get you out of your head.

I’ve created a small playlist for this practice, so you can just press play and enter the journey with ease.

𖤐 Using the playlist I’ve included below, put your headphones in, close your eyes (if you have an eye mask/sleep mask, that would be great!) and shake. Not dancing, not swaying, but really shaking. Your head, your arms, your legs, your hands, your entire body. Move your body in the way it’s asking to be moved, with no judgment.

Closing your eyes prevents you from focusing on the room or what you might look like — it allows you to fully connect inward.

𖤐 Once the first song is complete, transition to place both hands on your heart and move to a position that feels best for you in that moment. For you, that might be swaying. It might be standing still. It might be lying down in a savasana position. Keep your eye mask on and stay connected inward. Allow the energy that just got moved to land, and focus on the feelings in your body.

Are there any crunchy bits?

Where feels more open than before?

What parts feel like they need more attention and love?

𖤐 Once the songs are done, remove your headphones and open your eyes/take off your eye mask. Take one final deep breath. Take your time coming back into the room. Drink lots of water.

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⋆˙⟡ Healing Chicken Meat Stock Recipe⋆˙⟡

Meat stock is an incredibly whole body healing elixir. It aids in tissue repair, lining the gut, and nourishment. It is packed with amino acids, nutrients, protein, fat, and collagen. It helps to nourish your physical body and your nervous system because it is so incredibly nutrient dense.

Meat stock differs from bone broth in the sense that it cooks for a shorter amount of time (2 hours vs 12 hours), and it uses bones and joints with the meat still attached, so it pulls all the nutrients from the bones and the meat.

You can use various types of meat to make different meat stocks, but I am including a really simple chicken one.

You are going to need:

𖤐 One Whole Pasture Raised or Organic Chicken
𖤐 1 qt of Filtered Water per lb of Chicken
𖤐 2 Medium Carrots - Washed
𖤐 2 Stalks of Celery
𖤐 1/2 Small White / Sweet Onion
𖤐 1 Sprig of Fresh Thyme
𖤐 Pinch of Peppercorns
𖤐 Sea Salt

Cut the whole chicken into pieces. This exposes the bones, which allows for the meat stock to become more gelatinous and nutrient dense.

Fill a heavy-bottomed pot or Dutch Oven with 1qt of filtered water per lb of chicken. The water should just cover the chicken. Too much water will result in more of a broth vs a meat stock.

Add in the carrots, celery, onion, peppercorns and a heavy pinch of sea salt.

Bring the pot to a boil and boil for 5-10 minutes. Once the pot is boiling, cover and turn down to a simmer for 1.5 hours. Remove any impurities from the surface (this will look like brown guck). Doing this will keep the broth as clear as possible

Strain the meat stock using a fine mesh strainer into a glass container or jar (no plastic with hot liquids!) and separate the meat for eating. The meat will be really hot, so let it cool for 30-45 minutes.

The finished meat stock can go into the fridge or into the freezer.

Notes
𖤐 Once the stock is cooled, it should be fully gelatinous. This is what makes it incredibly healing. Once it is warmed up again, it will turn back to liquid.
𖤐 The jelly is amazing to give to older babies (starting at 6 months), especially if they are dealing with skin rashes, eczema, or picky eating.
𖤐 The meat stock will be good in the fridge for 7-10 days and 1 year in the freezer.
𖤐 Use the meat stock for sipping throughout the day, make a soup, curry, or use it to cook your rice/grains. (Sipping is my favourite!)

If you have any questions about this recipe, feel free to DM me or send me an email!

Thanks for taking this time to nourish yourself. You deserve it — today, and every day.

If you have any questions about anything in this series, please feel free to message me directly.

I want this series to be something that nourishes you, exactly where you are. I will be reaching out to you periodically to ask if there is a specific topic you would like me to include.

From my heart, to yours. And in love, always,

Brittany 💜🦋

See you next month!

So much has happened — both internally and externally — since her birth-day. The sacred becoming of her and the sacred becoming of me. I’m not sure why I have never externally processed this experience, but if I were to guess, it is because it was a deep ceremony that I hold so much reverence for. It has also taken this long to land and integrate in my body.

Here we go.

❊ THE BIRTH OF HER ❊

The birth of her was the birth of me, too.

I spent 4 years preparing for the birth of her, which was a devotional act in preparing for the birth of both of us. In complete unison — side by side — as mother and daughter.

You can read more about that here:

I knew for years before that I wanted a home birth. On the surface, it was refusal to end up in situations like my sister and my mother. But underneath, it was a deep soul calling.

A remembering.

When I would read home birth stories, when I would watch home birth videos, my whole body would just scream yes. I was excited. Fear didn’t exist within my body about birthing at home, only a deep knowing that it was the way to birth for me.

And when I spiritually connected with Emory, her soul shared with me that she wanted to be born at home, with no intervention, in the sacredness of our space.

Once the bleeding stopped when I was 18.5 weeks, the rest of my pregnancy was quite easy, joyful, and I had never felt more beautiful. I was beautiful. I was glowing. I fell in love with my body.

I was due April 6, 2024. It was an intense astrological time, right in the middle of eclipse season — and I really believed that Emory would be born in March.

March came and went, and there was still no baby, and not a single sign of labour. Around 37 weeks, I was deep in the liminal space where time did not exist, and I felt in my own spiritual bubble of reality. The knowing that something pivotal was about to happen, but not knowing when.

It was peaceful. It was fun. My husband and I spent so much quality and sacred time together. They were the last moments of just us. The outside world just didn’t exist in the same way it does now. The last moments before we became parents.

At 40 weeks, I spiralled.

Everyone was commenting on how big my belly was, people were texting if there was a baby yet (which I put up some hard boundaries around these), and to top it off, one of my good friends who was due a few weeks after me gave birth on my due date.

I believe that everything, every situation, and every interaction is designed for us, a mirror. And I also believe that in the space right before birth, last-minute fears, doubts, and worries come to the surface to be seen, felt, and worked through.

I felt like I was letting people down by not having given birth by their prediction date (lol, wtf), and I felt like my body was failing or incapable of going into labour naturally.

I had never consciously felt this way through my pregnancy, but the feelings were deep within me. They were stopping me from being able to surrender into the experience of the unknown that birth is, into the divine timing of Emory’s spirit, and the divinity and wisdom of my body.

My due date came and went and I had one last appointment with my midwife (40+3). She asked if I wanted to have a cervical sweep, and I declined. She mentioned that the protocol was to send me in for an NST (non-stress test) at 41 weeks to check in on the baby.

The hospital was the last place I wanted to go. I knew they would be pushy with inductions and the fear-mongering that comes with going overdue.

So I prayed.

Then, I called my TCM doctor, who is also a craniosacral therapist and theta healer (ok fine, he’s a real life wizard). He told me at my last appointment that if they try to push induction, to call him and he’d see me right away.

He mentioned he had a 99% success rate of women going into labour within 24 hours of seeing him.

He worked on my physical body, then connected with Emory’s soul. She was happy and content in my womb, just hanging out without a bother.

She did express through him that being born meant she would disappoint me. She picked up this fear at the beginning of my pregnancy when I was so scared to lose her. We cleared that.

The morning of April 11th, 2024 (1.5 days after seeing my TCM), I was 40+5 days, and I woke up to period cramps.

I went about my day as normal, with the cramping getting stronger throughout the day, but not unmanageable. I knew with this being my first time going into labour that it could be days of early labour before anything really happens.

A very wise doula mentor of mine said to me, “if you are questioning if you are in labour, you are not in labour. You will never have to question if you are in labour.”

I ate a hefty dinner around 630pm that night that made me feel sick, and I mentioned to my husband that I did not want to eat a meal again until after the baby was born.

By 8pm, I was in the bathroom and my entire body was emptying out (iykyk) and I lost my mucus plug.

I started having stronger, but still light, contractions. I could still function, and it still could have been days, so I just went about my evening as normal, pausing through contractions.

Around 10pm, I climbed into bed. This is when the more intense contractions began that I could not fall asleep through. So I got out of bed to take a shower alone.

I could no longer talk through the contractions, so my husband called my doula and my midwife to let them know things were picking up.

My doula arrived by 11pm and my midwife was at another birth, but she would keep me posted.

It felt really nice energetically to have another person in our home to hold the container and energy of the birth space, and hold space for both of us. I continued to labour in our bedroom, where I just wanted to be cuddled up with Chris in the dark.

I allowed myself to fully surrender to each contraction, allowing emotions to flow through me like water, and I went deep into each contraction — I could feel one foot in both worlds. One in the stars. And one here on earth.

I’ve traversed altered planes of consciousness in breathwork and in plant medicine ceremonies, so I was very comfortable not being in my conscious mind. I was so deeply in my body, and not anywhere near it.

My favourite place was in the bathroom, completely alone, where I could sit on the toilet and be in my own ceremony of birth.

My water still had not broken, and there was so much pressure in my butt. It only felt good to labour standing up, sitting on the toilet, or lying on my side in bed.

With each contraction, I was moaning so deeply — it felt like a roar deep within my being. It felt ancestral. It felt powerful.

Intuitively, it felt like I was ripping the limitation and restriction of my throat chakra open. I spent my entire life silencing myself, people pleasing, and not speaking up. My throat chakra has always been tight. And the throat is intricately tied to your cervix.

When you open your throat, you open your cervix.

My doula told me around 3am that a backup midwife was coming to my birth, and it was the one midwife in my town who had a horrible reputation. It was the last person I wanted at my birth.

I asked my doula to brief her on the way into the birth space with the intentions for my birth. To be left alone, with almost no cervical checks, and virtually no conversation. She beautifully protected my space and held the energetic boundaries so I could be fully in the experience.

In the end, the midwife was the perfect person for my birth space. She was direct with her words and energy, which is something I receive very well in intense moments. It was exactly what I needed.

About an hour later, the midwife arrived, introduced herself, checked the baby’s heart rate, and I said yes to her checking my cervix (which I had never had checked throughout my pregnancy or labour up until that point). I was 7cm with a cervical lip, and I was so upset. Labour had been so intense, and I felt like there was no way I could do this for 2 more days.

I went into the birth pool, and the warm water felt so incredible. My waters still hadn’t broken, so it was welcome relief. I didn’t want anyone touching me, or even breathing near me. It was absolutely infuriating when I could hear someone breathe.

Within what felt like a few minutes in the pool, my water broke, and I felt a big gush. My waters finally broke. It simultaneously felt like a pressure valve releasing and like my hip bones were breaking to smithereens with each contraction.

I asked my doula to squeeze my hips. I immediately turned around and yelled, “stop, i fucking hate that”. I know for a lot of women it is the only thing in labour that helps them, but for me it felt intrusive and counterintuitive to what my body was naturally doing, which was opening.

My body began to push and it felt so. good.

The midwife asked if she could check my cervix again because she said I was beginning to sound pushy. She asked me to get out of the pool and onto the bed (which in retrospect, is annoying — she for sure could have checked my cervix in the pool), which I did.

When I got back onto the bed, she checked my cervix, and she said the cervical lip was almost gone and left the room for me to just be alone with my partner.

I was lying on my back/side, leaning against Chris, and I could hear him crying behind me. I asked him if he was crying, and through his tears, he said,

“I am just so proud of you.”

I still get teary-eyed when I reflect on that moment. I felt so seen. I felt so loved. I felt so grateful that he was the one in that room with me, holding me, with his soft, yet strong presence.

Not too long after being in the room, resting, and labouring with my love, I felt the baby move down the birth canal — quickly. I told Chris to get my doula and the midwife in the other room because things were changing.

When he went out of the room, the song I had always envisioned singing to Emory as a lullaby was playing. It was a song that throughout the 4 years of waiting for her, held me, and I could always feel her energy through it.

I was still lying on my side with Chris behind me, holding me. My doula was holding my right leg in the air.

My body started voluntarily pushing Emory out. It was the most powerful force I had ever felt. In four pushes, and with one big final push (and roar) — she was here.

Born at 6:11am on April 12th, 2024.

8 Hours of Active Labour.

Within a few seconds, she was crying. It took me a while to come back into my body and into the room. All I heard was the midwife saying “grab your baby, grab your baby” as she was handing her to me.

My original midwife walked through the door when Emory was first placed on my chest. In awe that she was born before she was able to arrive, given I had only called her 7 hours before to let her know labour was picking up.

I felt so out of it. It was a mix between the sensation of being on too many drugs, and about to pass out from exhaustion.

I birthed her placenta about 45 minutes after Emory was born, and got examined for any tearing (which there was none!)

My beautiful, googly-eyed daughter was lying peacefully in her dad’s arms — wide awake, with full presence, and just taking in the world around her. Integrating after the big experience, she just walked with me.

She was finally here. The one that I have been connected with for so many years before — here in the flesh. My sweet, angel girl. Welcome to the world. I am so happy to have you here.

The experience of our birth together opened up a whole new version of me too.

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⋆˙⟡ THE BIRTH OF ME ⋆˙⟡

From the time that Emory left my womb, through birthing her placenta, and until well after the midwives left — I felt so ungrounded.

I just walked through the biggest transformation I had ever walked through, and I felt removed from my body.

The previous 9 months of pregnancy, I was so deeply in my body, and through labour, I was so deeply in my body.

When I was lying in bed with my daughter and my partner, my body felt foreign. It felt empty. It felt hollow. And I felt like I was still tethered to the spiritual realms, not quite in the physical realm.

The first shower after birth was one of the most relaxing, rewarding, and uncomfortable experiences post-birth. My baby being so far away from me for the first time (in the other room), my body feeling empty, but my body feeling mine again. I could feel I was different in that shower. But I never could have imagined all the ways I had changed.

My throat felt activated.

My womb felt activated, yet, I could feel that life was no longer within her walls.

The moment that my daughter left my womb, it felt like my life before that became a book that closed, and the new book opened when she was put on my chest, and I came back into the room.

Still to this day, that part of my life feels distant, similar to a book on the shelf to look back on and relish in the memories. But the woman who was in that book no longer exists.

From maiden to mother.

My new life began on April 12th, 2024 at 6:11am. Right alongside my beautiful daughter.

In one way, I felt as old as she did. I felt as experienced in the world as she was. And in another way, I felt more wise, more powerful, and more sure of myself.

The confidence I feel in who I am is now a knowing; it is not forceful, it is not something I need to prove to another in the way I did before. It’s just there, existing within me. The people pleaser I once was, was now in the book on the shelf with that version of myself.

I use my voice powerfully now — admittedly a little bit with a sharp edge at times. But I speak up, I share my truth. I let someone know when they are not treating me in the way I deserve. And I am learning to be softer in that truth after many years of never sharing it.

I know how to ask for help now. And be gracious enough to receive it with a simple “thank you”. I no longer carry the hyper independent woman alongside me — the woman who has carried me through some of the toughest years of my life. I hold her with reverence, but she is a version of the past.

I am a softer woman now. More comfortable in my vulnerability and sharing my heart. I am softer in love and in receiving love. Which is something that felt challenging before giving birth. I am willing to share the love in my heart with the world, without feeling like it is too much for people to hold.

If it is too much for another to hold, I am fully secure within myself to know they are not the person for me.

I feel the beauty and power of my body — exactly how it is — without (much) self-consciousness holding me back from recognizing the true magic of what she is, and what she is capable of.

Birth made me realize that there is nothing to control in this life, that it is a sacred dance between you and the Creator. Your only job is to soften to the experience of life, actively engage with it, and let go of the rest.

I am a different woman now. A woman I respect. A woman I cherish — all versions of her.

And more than anything, I am a woman that I love becoming. I love getting to know her and all of her new ways of being. I love being able to relearn the forgotten parts of myself that I have abandoned, and bring them back into my world with love.

Birth has given me the gift of my daughter. And the gift of my truest Self.

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I felt the spaciousness I craved, I stopped caring about what to post for the most views, and I stopped feeling the need to use every free moment as content creation. The relief was almost instant.

Soon after that, I was writing in my journal, connecting with my spirit guides and higher self, and was asking the most aligned ways to market my business and my writing. Two things came through:

Substack (which I am already doing)
Threads

These suggestions both logically and intuitively made sense to me.

I express myself externally the best through writing.

I share the medicine of my heart and gifts best through words.

And I process the depth of my internal world through writing.

On October 23rd, I took action on the intuitive guidance I received — and I made a threads account.

On October 24th, I deleted it.

To start the grand adventure of being on a new platform, I felt a bit vulnerable but after many months of writing here, I didn’t think twice. To build up my profile, I chose some of the notes I had already posted on substack. A simple copy and paste.

Within minutes, my first thread started gaining traction.

It fell on the wrong side of the algorithm, the side of the algorithm I wish no one would fall into. More specifically, it fell onto the wrong side of the mothers.

The comments started rolling in. (These are all abbreviations/short forms/parts of the comments)

I was called judgmental, a guilt tripper, a mother shamer, ignorant, and a patronizer.

I got told to shut up, fuck off, and that I should be ashamed of myself.

I got called an engagement farming fuck and to “kwit shaming moms”.

I got told I was infantilizing mothers.

I turned off my comments on that post, and someone got upset that I did — because she and other people wanted to “shit on me” and now they weren’t able to.

Except they were… because they found my other posts and started harassing those ones too.

The really nasty ones got immediately blocked and deleted.

Approximately 375 comments. Most of them were directing some form of hate towards me.

It was overwhelming. I tried my best to hold my center. By the second day of these comments, my nervous system couldn’t handle it anymore. I was transported to a different time. I felt like I couldn’t breathe, as if I were in a tunnel that I couldn’t get out of. My body was panicking that the experience was too much.

My daughter — who is also a highly sensitive little one — could feel my state and wanted nothing to do with me. She was literally running away from me, putting herself in her old car seat and not wanting me to touch her. She could feel the intensity of what was running through my circuitry. Oof.

Luckily, my in-laws (who I am currently living with) came home, and they were able to take her for an hour while I went into my room and felt everything in its entirety.

My partner came down after his work call and wrapped me in a big bear hug, knowing that the only helpful thing he could do was to help me co-regulate and help bring my nervous system back into equilibrium.

There’s a concept in nervous system somatic work called “titration”. And this was not a situation that allowed for this. I got thrown into the deepest of deep ends, and I couldn’t swim.

I could see the perfection of this all.

From the ages 10 to 14, I was severely bullied in school by girls. As a highly sensitive, shy girl, I was an easy target for their pain. I ate lunch alone in the basement of my school, I wrote notes apologizing to the bullies, my stuff got thrown from my locker, I got death threats, you name it.

Those years were so deeply traumatic for me, and they are years that have impacted many areas of my life. Making friends with women, mistrusting women, feeling as though my innate sensitivity was not safe to express — so masking into a more outgoing version of myself.

I’ve healed a lot from these experiences, but they have obviously been held in my nervous system and body consciousness.

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When I went to bed that night, I remembered the book, “The Four Agreements” by Don Miguel Ruiz. One of the four agreements is “Don’t Take Anything Personally”

It talks about how nothing anyone does is because of you. What others say and do is a result of their own dream or perception of their own rules. And that we all make rules about how things should be.

I logically and consciously knew I wasn’t taking anything they were saying personally — but my nervous system and body obviously had a different experience.

I know my heart, I know my intentions, and I know that it is never to harm. I do my best to live from the heart, express from the heart, and treat everyone with respect and kindness.

My comment was obviously triggering something within the people leaving comments and calling me names, something that they probably felt within themselves, but were spewing onto me, so they didn’t need to feel it themselves.

That’s the (not so) funny thing about projections.

If you call someone judgmental, you are judging yourself.

If you call someone shameful, you are holding shame within yourself.

If you are saying someone is making you feel guilty, you simply feel guilty.

If you believe someone is insinuating that you are a bad mom, you internally feel like o some level that you are a bad mom.

If you are activated and defensive about someone’s comment, there is a story running in your body that is telling you it needs to be looked at.

*Please note, this is not referring to when someone is actually intending to cause harm, being mean, being hurtful, being disrespectful or ill-intentioned.

Everyone is just a mirror into your own consciousness and nervous system. And these are all invitations to heal and look inward.

And what this experience was mirroring to me was my unhealed trauma that has been living in my nervous system for the past 20+ years.

I share this horrible experience not only to process this externally through words, but also to bring light to what I witnessed in Threads.

I got a glimpse into the toxic soup that the online world is, which gives me a deeper glance into the sickness of our society and the mass consciousness. It simultaneously breaks my heart and makes me nauseous at the thought of it all.

Now listen, I get it. Mothers are under-supported (especially in the US). Mothers are underrepresented. Mothers are not heard or seen in the way that they deserve. Modern society is failing mothers — I know this with my whole being.

The part that makes this the most heart-wrenching (and scary) for me is that these women — mothers — were pointing the finger at me, calling me all the things I mentioned above and were treating me way worse than anything they were actually calling me.

Mothers are the caretakers of the children of this world. Mothers are the caretakers of homes, hearts, and love.

Mothers — the very mothers who are screaming out for help, village, support, and unity, were the very first ones to bring another mother down.

My post was in no way intended to cause harm. It wasn’t malicious, ill-intentioned or uncompassionate.

I also wasn’t saying that “if you don’t do this, you are wrong, a bad mother and a failure”.

As Mothers.. No, as a humanity, can’t we do better?

Is kindness to others as the standard way of being, too much to ask?

Is taking a pause and a deep breath before you react, too much of an anomaly?

If something challenges your beliefs, is a healthy conversation too hard to have before jumping to anger and hate?

These are all big questions I’m sure many of us are grappling with as we witness what is happening in this world, in our countries, and in our communities, no matter where we live on this beautiful planet we call home.

Where has the innate kindness and acceptance gone? Where has heart-based living gone? And where has the deep inner knowing that we are all interconnected as one humanity gone?

I don’t know the answers to any of these questions, but what I do know is that this experience has made me more encouraged and devoted to showing up in the world in this way. I am committed to contributing to the collective consciousness in a positive way.

With kindness. With compassion. With love. With heart. With boundaries. With strength. And with the Knowing that we are all born from the same Mother.

I can hold compassion for these bullies; I can even hold love for them as I so clearly see the pain they are carrying.

But I respect myself and love myself too much to remain in spaces, in communities and circles where harassment, bullying, and hate are the norm.

Pain does not excuse harmful behaviour.

But love can solve it.

A Prayer For Mothers

Dear God, Angels, Universe and All Benevolent Beings,

Bless the hearts of mothers everywhere

To find the grace, to find the compassion, and to find the love within

For themselves

For their children

And for each other.

Bless the hearts of mothers who are holding the weight of the world within it, and lighten their load

For they, too, deserve to feel peace.

Bless the hearts of mothers who feel they have nothing left to give, and give them more. Give them the strength they need to face tomorrow with strength.

And finally, bless the hearts of the mothers who want to feel soft but don’t know how. Show them the way to softness, to compassion, and to unconditional acceptance.

Bless Mothers everywhere, and bless them with your love.

Other Ways to Support or Work Together 🦋

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This new series launching November 17th is one that is so deeply close to my heart. Nourish Thy Mother was created after my own experience of figuring out the best way to ensure I was nourishing my whole self — mind, body, and spirit — as a new mother and into toddlerhood. It was also created from seeing a deep need from my community on the learning curve that it is to truly and whole heartedly nourish yourself once you become a mother.

Nourish Thy Mother will be a monthly newsletter for paid subscribers outlining, talking about, and sharing different ways to nourish yourself. From nervous system support and somatic exercises, to recipes, tips and tricks to eat more of the right foods and practices to nourish your spirit — this series is going to have it all.

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In love, always,

Brittany 🦋

There are stories that are interwoven into motherhood as old as time. Stories our grandmothers told our mothers. Stories our mothers told us. And now stories that we tell ourselves.

“I haven’t eaten enough today because I was busy with my kids.”

“I only ate a few dino nuggets and the crust of my kid’s sandwich.”

“I didn’t eat my first meal until 3pm.”

And often, it’s worn like a badge of honour. A symbol of identity. A proclamation to tell the world how hard it is to be a mother.

Yes, it is hard to be a mother some days.

Yes, most of us are chronically under-supported as mothers.

Yes, society is set up to fail us as mothers.

That is all true.

There is however, a level of radical responsibility that needs to occur within the realms and walls of our homes and our bodies. As women and mothers, we must take responsibility for the nourishment that our bodies require, because it affects every level of our being.

Our nervous systems. Our physical bodies. Our emotional bodies. Our spiritual bodies.

We are responsible for the nourishment of our children. Which means it is a non- negotiable to be responsible for the nourishment of yourself.

You cannot nourish your children if you are not nourished yourself.

Most mothers who know they are not eating enough, or eating enough of the right foods, typically don’t know how to start eating more when their hands are full, their time is limited, and their options are to either nap, eat, or shower.

My recommendation — always, always, always — for the mothers I work with and talk to, and for myself is that nourishment from food should always come first. The shower can wait. The nap can even wait.

If you are physically depleted, your nervous system gets more activated, it puts your body into a state of stress and/or survival, your mental health declines, and your emotional body gets more challenging to remain centred within.

Let’s look at very practical ways to add more nourishment, and the right kind of nourishment into your day, so you can start to thrive in the day-to-day reality of being a mother.

1. Add Extra Nutrients into Everything

It’s important to mothers that the solutions that are offered to them are easily integrated into their existing lives. And rather than looking at nourishment as a large undertaking, look at it on a more micro level.

What are you already eating every day? How can you make that better for you? And how can you ensure that it both satiates you but also is a quantity that meets the caloric demand that motherhood, breastfeeding, and raising tiny humans can create?

For example, if the breakfast you already eat is two eggs with a piece of toast, we want to look at how you can boost it with as many nutrients as possible, with a strong focus on protein and healthy fats.

Here are some really simple ideas for the breakfast example above:

⋆˙⟡ Cook three eggs instead of 2 (18g protein) — Pasture Raised is ideal for increased nutrients and bioavailability
⋆˙⟡ Create sourdough avocado toast (healthy fat) and top with raw parmesan cheese (11g protein per 1oz), sunflower and/or hemp seeds (2-3g protein per tablespoon), and micro greens
⋆˙⟡ Cooked Turkey, Ham, Bacon or Chicken (approx. 14g protein for 2 slices) — ensure all meat is nitrate-free and organic/pasture raised where possible
⋆˙⟡ Bonus: Add some raw unpasteurized sauerkraut to support a healthy gut

I get it, this might seem like a lot of food if you are not used to eating that much. However, you can work up to larger amounts over time — no need to go from 0-100. I can assure you, your stomach will expand.

If you are a breastfeeding mother, this is so incredibly important to ensure your own nutrient stores are being restored, your caloric intake is meeting the demand of the caloric output, and that you don’t get depleted. You should be eating approximately 2500 calories per day, and between 80-100g of protein per day.

If you are not breastfeeding, or no longer breastfeeding, you may not need as much food as I’ve outlined above. However, it’s just as important for you, your body, and your nervous system to be nourishing yourself with these whole, nutrient dense foods.

Other Simple Ways to Add Nutrients
⋆˙⟡ Add cottage cheese to scrambled eggs for extra protein
⋆˙⟡ If you make a smoothie, add things like almond butter, spinach, hemp seeds, chia seeds, avocado, cauliflower, pumpkin, cashews, etc.
⋆˙⟡ Include nuts, seeds, and nut butters on top of yogurt bowls
⋆˙⟡ Add small amounts of organ meats into meat sauces to put on pasta or rice.
⋆˙⟡ Edamame is a great plant-based protein option to add to soups, stir fry, or on top of rice bowls.
⋆˙⟡ Cook everything in grassfed butter or ghee, or add it on top/inside everything.
⋆˙⟡ When you eat a banana, always add natural peanut butter or almond butter, or nut/seed butter of choice.

2. Prep Whole Meals That Are Easy to Prepare or Reheat

Prepping whole meals is life-changing when you are a mother, especially to young babies and toddlers. It makes it tremendously easy to take the nutritious food out of the fridge and warm it up or grab and go.

The meals that mothers often “forget” about eating or consuming are breakfast and lunch. Which leaves mothers — who are often the primary caregiver for their baby/child — hungry and dysregulated, at a time where the emotional and physical expenditure is at it’s highest.

This will require some time up front, where you may need to ask for support from your partner, a family member or community member, or read number 3 on the list for another idea of how to get this done.

It can be overwhelming to think of all the things you may need for the week, but start slow, and show yourself grace as you learn (or relearn) this powerful way of nourishing yourself. One of the simplest ways to make this feel attainable:

When you make one meal, keep half in the fridge for this week, and half in the freezer for another time.

Ideas of High Quality, Nourishing Foods to Prep
⋆˙⟡ Quiche made with meat of choice, cottage cheese, meat stock, lots of veggies
⋆˙⟡ Slow Cooked Beef or Chicken to add onto sandwiches, tacos, or onto rice bowls.
⋆˙⟡ Soups, Stews or Chili made with lots of veggies, pasture-raised meats, and meat stock. You can serve with a side of rice.
⋆˙⟡ Egg Bites with meat, veggies, cottage cheese.
⋆˙⟡ Chicken or Beef Meatballs — add these into soups, eat them as a snack, put on top of rice or pasta
⋆˙⟡ Baked Oatmeal — this will be one of the recipes where you can add as many nutrients as possible
⋆˙⟡ Chia Pudding
⋆˙⟡ Any type of casserole — I love this chicken burrito casserole

3. Babywear (then get a bouncer or Toddler Tower)

It’s almost like I knew what you were thinking when reading the two points above,

“Yeah.. but how? My hands are full.”

I get it. I deeply do, within my entire being. I’ve been there. I have a highly sensitive, low-sleep needs, koala baby who I wore on my chest every single day for hours for 13 months. She was waking up between 8-10x per night to breastfeed, so I had no choice but to find solutions because my body was feeling depleted and weak, my baby was taking every single one of my nutrients, and I was constantly overwhelmed and overstimulated.

It’s going to change your life — like really change your life — when you feel the freedom you can have when you utilize these tools that the mother Gods have given us.

Babywearing
Babywearing will make you empowered in motherhood, even into toddlerhood. I wore my daughter in wraps and carriers to give myself a chance to have my hands free, and it doubled as amazing co-regulation for both of us. It allowed me to cook myself food, nourish myself, and look after myself in a way that I needed most during a time that was extremely physically exhausting.

If your baby is young, this will be the single most effective solution to ensuring you nourish yourself properly. You won’t need to rush, your baby loves to be close to you, and it gives you a chance to move freely.

Bouncer
Baby isn’t a fan of carriers or wraps? Place them in a bouncer in the kitchen with you, facing you, so they can watch you cook. This is also so beneficial on their subconscious because they will witness you putting yourself first and nourishing yourself. I started telling my baby really young, “Mama has to nourish herself first because her body nourishes you”.

Toddler Towers
Baby is too big for the above solutions? Or you don’t have a baby anymore? Get a toddler tower. Including your child in your cooking and nourishment is key. It allows them to be involved in the process of what it takes to nourish their body, it helps them bond with you, and they get to have fun sampling all the ingredients for what you are cooking. It also “buys you time” to prepare, heat up, or cook an entire meal for both of you.

Yes, it might make the process a bit slower, but it aids in building a healthy relationship with food and their body. And it means that you get to eat.

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And to wrap this up into a neat little bow, above all else — trust your heart, trust your body and trust your intuition — it knows the way.

Tune into your body every day and ask her what she needs. Some days the answer might be more protein, warm foods, more iron, more dairy, or less of something too.

No one’s body is the same, nor does every single body need the exact same things. So please, read these practical tips, take what resonates and feels true for you — and leave the rest.

You deserve to be nourished on every level of your being.

Other Ways to Support or Work Together 🦋

Nourish Thy Mother Series - Launching November 17 ✨

This new series launching November 17th is one that is so deeply close to my heart. Nourish Thy Mother was created after my own experience of figuring out the best way to ensure I was nourishing my whole self — mind, body, and spirit — as a new mother and into toddlerhood. It was also created from seeing a deep need from my community on the learning curve that it is to truly and whole heartedly nourish yourself once you become a mother.

Nourish Thy Mother will be a monthly newsletter for paid subscribers outlining, talking about, and sharing different ways to nourish yourself. From nervous system support and somatic exercises, to recipes, tips and tricks to eat more of the right foods and practices to nourish your spirit — this series is going to have it all.

Until November 16th, you can get 50% off annual subscriptions as a special gift from my heart to yours. All Mothers deserve to have access to resources to help them thrive in Motherhood.

Get 50% Off Now

Buy Me A Coffee? ☕(+ one time financial support)

If you feel called to Buy Me A Coffee — it not only helps to support my work and my writing, but it helps to support me in being able to provide the best care for my toddler and contribute to our family household. And I literally use it to buy myself a delicious treat (usually in the form of a Nutella Almond Milk Latte). Every and any bit helps and I would be so grateful.

BUY ME A COFFEE ☕

Let’s Co-Create and Collaborate

I am always looking for aligned connections, collaborations and creation projects with other mothers, writers, or creatives. Whether you would like to co-write a post, have me as a guest on a podcast or workshop, or have another amazing idea where we can create something magical together — I want to hear it all.

Simply send me an email or drop into my DM’s to chat more. Can’t wait to hear from you!

In love and reverence,

Brittany

Motherhood has made me stronger

And softer 

All in the same breath 

It has helped me to live more in my heart
and from a place of love

Not only for her 

But for me...

And all of you, too. 

Motherhood has woken up the most dormant parts of my being 
             
             And laid to rest the parts that I no longer need 

Motherhood has lit a fire deep within
The type of fire that is eternal

The type that can't be tamed 

Motherhood has shown me what true unconditional love feels like 

The type of love I yearned for as a girl 

Motherhood has shown me how to love myself in a way 
that I never could before 

I felt the magic of my growing womb and my growing heart 

I know the depths of courage, wisdom, and strength 
that my body held birthing her

And birthing me 

Most of all, it's because I see the parts of myself in her 

the perfection of her
     mirrored back to me 

All the parts I couldn't love before 
that I see the true beauty in now

Motherhood has changed me
in all the best ways 

And, I pray it always does. 

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Buy Me A Coffee? ☕(+ one time financial support)

If you feel called to Buy Me A Coffee — it not only helps to support my work and my writing, but it helps to support me in being able to provide the best care for my toddler and contribute to our family household. And I literally use it to buy myself a delicious treat (usually in the form of a Nutella Almond Milk Latte). Every and any bit helps and I would be so grateful.

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