The Best Friend’s Guide to Newborns

Hola sweet spunkarellas

This was written in dribs & drabs while Little Mermaid was still a newborn… it’s only now that I’m able to put it all together to share… I’ve also added extra ones that I know now… I so hope it will be helpful to all new mama goddesses out there… and those who love them…

I am typing this to you on my iPod with Little Mermaid asleep in my arms. It is 10am, and I haven’t slept since 2am, and we haven’t had much sleep in the last 48 hours… But here I am, tip tapping you a-way a love letter.

I want to share some of the big lessons and challenges I have found in new mamahood. I can only hope this helps other new mama goddesses out there…

I want to put a caveat around this sharing though:
I like to look on the bright side. Leonie is a mermaid Pollyanna. What I want to share here though isn’t totally lollipops though. I want to share this for new mamas so they know they are not alone. SO if you are pregnacious and are already feeling nervous about being a mama, maybe read this once you are there & are needing it. One step at a beautiful time!

Away we go!


People will tell you becoming a parent is hard, and taking care of a newborn is harder. And I didn’t really get it, until I found myself sobbing over the bathroom sink at 1am. Some days are easy, and I start feeling like maybe just maybe I have it worked out. On the hard days, I want to run but there is no way I can. On the hard days I tell Chris that as much as I said I wanted four kids, as much as I love Little Mermaid, there is no way I am doing this again. On the hard days, parenting kicks my ass, over and over. The thing I most want to say to new mamas (and to me) is: it’s okay to feel this way. You are a good person. You are doing the best you can. And yes, it is enough, and it will be enough.


Things change every day. You can’t really expect much of a pattern. You can hope for it. You can high five your sweet self when lil one sleeps for five hours. But it is probably easier to not expect things to be a certain way. Each moment only once! Some things will work somedays, other days they won’t. And that’s okay. Keep taking deep breaths and trying new things.


As soon as she was born, something was born inside me. A fierce mama protector bear. Yesterday my sweetie was carrying Ostara to our car from the shops, looking crazy adorable. I could see all the women around staring at this big bear of a hunk in a grey tee carrying this tiny little pink bundle of baby… *happy sigh*
… annnnnnyways, now I’ve had that moment, as we were walking, we crossed the road (at a crossing). A car drove up, & I wasn’t sure it would stop. A calm little thought said in my head “just step between the car and ostara… That way if it doesn’t stop, they will have to get through you before they get her.”
And of course the car did stop (as if they would dare take on a big hunk carrying a tiny baby AND a protective bear hippy beside them!) but still… These new thoughts – actually not thoughts – they are INSTINCTS – made me smile. I love this strong spirited daughter of mine.


Every single mama, father and baby is different. We are all doing the best we can. Let’s cultivate a judgement-free zone. I read somewhere this morning (at 3am) that we were the perfect parents until we had children. That made me laugh so hard that I nearly woke up Chris who was trying to get a little sleep for the night. My goodness, I really WAS the perfect parent before I was one. I remember the first time Ostara cried on the second day of her life, and I felt a bit heartbroken… That somehow I couldn’t keep her world so pure that she didn’t need to cry. That was the moment I started shedding my Perfect Parent Cloak.


You do get initiated into a new tribe when you become parents. You look at other parents like “ohhhhhhh I get it now! I hear you sister!” Today at the supermarket, Ostara started crying so I picked her up and carried her, and she promptly fell asleep.

So Chris pushed the pram & we used that as a trolley instead, filling it with spinach leaves and bananas and gluten free bread and dog food. And we passed another pram-trolley family, and we grinned at each other, and stopped to coo at each other’s bundles, and talk about newborn life.

Instant friends… Something that wouldn’t have happened before then.


Be good to your partner. Be good to each other. I once read that a baby is like throwing a grenade into a marriage. Surely not, I thought. But that’s all I could think of as I snipped away at him, tired and cranky. I was so jealous that his life hadn’t changed like mine had. That for the most part, I had the lion’s share of the caring task what with breastfeeding a zillion hours a day. And I was heartbroken that this was something he couldn’t really, really understand. He didn’t know what mamahood was about – he knew what daddahood was, sure, but mamahood?

I was going through an immense transformation – and the man who is part of every part of my journey, who gets me, who understands everything – he could only look on at the transformation.

I was weary and exhausted and aching to go back to my old life. And I’m sure my love was at times too.

We argued a lot those first few months.

Things got better… but they got harder before they got better, too.

Here’s my advice about babies & relationships:

Let go of frustrations as much as you can. Find the gentlest, easiest way possible for you and your love. Parenthood is not a sprint towards perfection. It is a long marathon of love.

And get counselling. Get support when you need it. There’s Relationships Australia. Or the Breastfeeding Helpline. There’s authentic parenting coaching by phone. Just anything – anything you can get to support and help you and your love navigate this transformation is a good, needed thing. Everything will be okay, dearest.


There is a learning curve to everything.

I thought cloth diapering and baby wearing would be so so easy. Guess what? It came with a massive learning curve and it didn’t always work for us.

So I let go of my idea of how perfectly things would work, and got a pram and a box of disposables to support us in the meantime.

The more I get into this mamahood gig, the more I realise that the pram or the no-pram, the cloth or the disposables – it doesn’t frigging matter. What matters is what works for you and your family. I really ding dang mean that.

Be gentle sweetness. Do what you can to be gentle with you. These things take time.


Sleep whenever you ding dang can.

Up until Ostara was four or five months old… actually, even longer… I went to bed when she did: 6pm. Because somewhere in that 12 hours of night, I would scrape together enough hours of sleep for it to be enough. I gave up having a night life for a long while. I gave up trying to be a normal person. I went to bed when baby did. I’m convinced it helped me heal from birth and kept me sane and strong when I needed to be.


The Four Month Couch Rule.

So peeps don’t tell you this, but I will:

When you have a babe, pretty much schedule in that you’ll be sitting on the couch breastfeeding & holding a baby for four months.

And you’ll forget soon after that that it really didn’t take that long, and when you ask your mum, they’ll have no idea that it happened, but yup, it pretty much does.

Breastfeeding takes a ginormous amount of time. It rocks but OMG! The TIME! I remember days when I would be breastfeeding for over 15 hours in a 24 hour period.

I remember attempting to drive 15 minutes in the car, and having to pull over twice for breastfeeding top-ups (whether she really needed food or just the comfort of it is beside da point: she wanted boob.)

A long, long amount of time is occupied in boob feeding.

Make it as gentle & kind for you as possible. Watch movies! Read books! Buy yourself a Kindle or an iTouch.

Hunky love bought me an iTouch a week or two after she was born when I realised full arms meant no laptop.

And I was really angsty about it, telling him just how much I should be meditating or staring into her eyes or being au naturel for every moment I held her.

Dude, not even the Buddha did that. He just did forty days under a tree! Not four months!

Anyways, my love gently broke it to me:

Honey, I hear what you’re saying. But I’d much rather you be sane than be the idea of the perfect parent.

And he was right. As he so very often is.

My little iTouch has been my reading book & radio station & meditation CD player & reach out and connect to the world. I am incredibly grateful for it.

Whatever you can do to make it easy and gentle and happy and sane for yourself during this time is a good good thing.


Give your partners the space to become parents.

I ran in the moment she cried in order to settle her. I didn’t leave her side for a long, long time. And I criticised the heck out of my partner for not being the exact parent I wanted him to be.

Can I tell you:

It was not helpful to me. It was not helpful to him. It was not helpful to the formation of our little family.

In fact, it sucked a lot.

What helped?

Giving him the time and the space and the opportunity to learn how to settle her himself. And become the Dad he wanted to be. For those two to bond together.

And ding dang, it definitely helped me to have a bit of time and space where I wasn’t on duty.

I like what my friend Pixie wrote about this:

Also, at the very good advice of an elder years ago, I threw my husband to the wolves early on, having to trust he would figure out what to do -which he survived, of course,  allowing me to escape the demanding clutches of pudgy fingers now and again. The condition is that I can’t critique the job he does if I’m going to claim solitude. It works brilliantly. I don’t care if they eat popsicles for every meal and ride the dogs into town bareback. What I do know is that I have to get away and recharge or I will freak the hell out. Letting go gets easier as I practice it.


You will heal.

Every week gets easier. Every month gets easier.

You will get stronger. You will find a new way.

Give yourself the support you need. Get help. Talk it out. Be kind and gentle to yourself, dearest heart.

You are doing the hugest job on the planet.

I honour you. I admire you. I am in awe of you. I am stunned at how much love, work, time and energy you pour into your children. You really are incredible.

You are so so so so loved.

You are doing an amazing job.

I believe in you.

I’m sending you all the love from the moon and back… wrapped in the soft arms of Quan Yin to hold you gently.

Love, love, love,

Goddess Inspiration: Rock houses, spirit tools & booktopia

Hola beautiful goddesses!!!

I’ve been soaking up inspiration wherever I could find it this week, lovely!

here’s all my favourites to share with you, dearest…

A scrumptious earthy goddess song to begin us off, via the beyoootiful Jenica.

Utterly ADORED my dear goddess friend Pixie’s video on her Sacred Tools this week. And then this post of hers on how she combines mamahood, creativity & spirithood blew my cotton socks off. Thank you dearest woman, for being you, and for sharing your truth, wisdom & light.

Attention! Live in North Queensland, or feeling called to Goddess town in tropical paradise for a holy-day? My dear friend & highschool buddy Akiah is making big magic flow & the North Queensland Spiritual Festival has been born! Me & Ostara have been making the trek across the paddock to go visit her most days to brainstorm some more. I’ll be at the festival doing readings & maybe a mini workshop. It’s on in April ~ I’d love to see you there if you are called (& yus, you can be a stallholder too!)

Love this post on unique homes at Hellena Post.

50 Ways to Woo Your Muse from ze one I keep linking to… lovely Cass.

I’ve been listening to the audio meditations from How to Rule Your World by my dear Hiro Boga all week. Crying and healing and meditating all at once. Her work is deep and intensive and so very, very needed.

Thanks to Tiny Buddha: On Living With Honor.

Book of Art.

I love Gaping Void’s book on creativity: Ignore everybody.

How could I not with these tips?

1. Ignore everybody.

2. The idea doesn’t have to be big. It just has to be yours.

3. Put the hours in.

4. If your biz plan depends on you suddenly being “discovered” by some big shot, your plan will probably fail.

5. You are responsible for your own experience.

6. Everyone is born creative; everyone is given a box of crayons in kindergarten.

7. Keep your day job.

8. Companies that squelch creativity can no longer compete with companies that champion creativity.

9. Everybody has their own private Mount Everest they were put on this earth to climb.

10. The more talented somebody is, the less they need the props.

11. Don’t try to stand out from the crowd; avoid crowds altogether.

12. If you accept the pain, it cannot hurt you.

13. Never compare your inside with somebody else’s outside.

14. Dying young is overrated.

15. The most important thing a creative person can learn professionally is where to draw the red line that separates what you are willing to do, and what you are not.

16. The world is changing.

17. Merit can be bought. Passion can’t.

18. Avoid the Watercooler Gang.

19. Sing in your own voice.

20. The choice of media is irrelevant.

21. Selling out is harder than it looks.

22. Nobody cares. Do it for yourself.

23. Worrying about “Commercial vs. Artistic” is a complete waste of time.

24. Don’t worry about finding inspiration. It comes eventually.

25. You have to find your own schtick.

26. Write from the heart.

27. The best way to get approval is not to need it.

28. Power is never given. Power is taken.

29. Whatever choice you make, The Devil gets his due eventually.

30. The hardest part of being creative is getting used to it.

31. Remain frugal.

32. Allow your work to age with you.

33. Being Poor Sucks.

34. Beware of turning hobbies into jobs.

35. Savor obscurity while it lasts.

36. Start blogging.

37. Meaning Scales, People Don’t.

37. When your dreams become reality, they are no longer your dreams.

Inner Toddler cracks me up. Daily Schedule Derailed by Astrological Shift.

On the topic (or off the topic)… there’s been muchos talk around ze interwebs & in ze Goddess Circle about how/if our star signs are changing.

You want to know my thoughts?

The idea that we can change star signs excites me. It’s change. It’s evolution. It’s growth.

It means that potentially I’m not a lusty, passionate, over-the-top extremist Scorp anymore. My gawd, I really have loved being a Scorpio.

But the idea of being a Libra excites me. Finding balance. Calm. Heartspace. Compassion. Gentleness in my life.

I don’t really care either way if the shift is right or wrong, happening or not.

What I do know is that it excites me.

How lovely would it be to take a turn being all star signs? Maybe we’d evolve through them every year or every day?

Maybe we’d just be whole?

And to follow that up with something totally serious, deep and spiritual poignant: The Bloggess looks adorable in a panda suit! That woman has me silently howling with laughter into my pillow (so as to not wake up Ostara).

This photo by beautiful goddess sister Maggie Ann is divine.

Mama Goddess Corner…

5 reasons why Mom going away can be GOOD for kids from the Happiest Mom. I’ve just pre-ordered her book too, and am looking forward to gobbling it up.

My love found this article & thought I might need to read it. He was right. Childbirth & post-traumatic stress. Maybe you do to, beautiful heart?

My beautiful Goddess Circle sister Kyeli wrote about how to communicate with your kids (part one) & (part two). Her gentle, calming, sage words are good for the heart.

” Have you lost the baby that came out your vagina?”

Out of the mouths of babes.

Video time!

Sous L’Éléphant Rose from Erik Hecht on Vimeo.

A very, very sweet, real love story.

You can thank Chris for dis one: The Nobel Funk Off.

Also thanks to loverboy… this should be a public service announcement. HOW TO MAKE CHURROS ommmnommnomm.

And happiness in my world…

I’ve been a wee bit quiet this week… gestating, healing, feeling sunburnt both physically & soulfully. So I’ve been honouring it with a bit of Cave Time. Going to bed at 7pm. Getting intuitive healings & reflexology. Doing whatever I can to give myself what I need….

Here’s my top six moments this week:

Adored Committed by Elizabeth Gilbert. Honestly? I wasn’t a massive fan of Eat Pray Love. But Committed had my bells ringing. I dog-eared like nine pages of AHA! moments in it.

I went on an artist’s date and serendipitously ended up at an outdoor pub here and ordered a banana split. And then I was served this mountain of deliciousness. It was totally a miracle resplendent in shaved chocolate and biscuit chunks.

It’s banana splits like these that confirm for me that Great Spirit really DOES exist. Hee!

Ostara’s worked out how to draw! It was such a gorgeous night… we were drawing with felt tip pens for so long. Happy heart!

And I’ve been apainting too. And anytime I have paint on my hands, I’m a happy girl.


And for the awwwwwwwwww! moment of the week…

while I was painting on the verandah, Chris was reading in a chair beside me while Ostara & Charlie were having best bud moments looking out the screen door together.


So YAY! for beautiful moments. Thanks universe… for always making miracles.

Wishing you bundles of love as always, lovely one…

May you give yourself just what you need.


Goddess Inspiration: My inspirations this week

Hola gorgeous goddesses!!!

It’s that happy time of the week again… Goddess Inspiration day.

SO much to share with you this week!

Let’s start it off with some muzak, yus?

I’ve been listening to the incredible Cora Flora’s music… she shines, that woman. And her handmade CD packages are just sublime. So good for the soul.

This week I wanted to add extra things that have been inspiring me this week… both on and OFF ze web.

So without muchos ado…

What’s been inspiring me in my world…

It’s been a really intense kinda week in my world. There’s some WFS happening in my life right now (Weird Family Stuff or Shi*, whichever one speaks to you most in the moment!)

So I’m really, really extra grateful for what goodness there IS. Sometimes I feel like I can see & feel even more beauty when my heart is extra vulnerable. Beauty, love & small miracles go such a long way.

I feel like my job right now is just to stay centered and grounded in my life. I have to keep my eye on ze prize… and ze price is being happy & peaceful. So that’s what I’m doing.

My love took me to the sea on Monday… to a very special beach where we first fell in love, and where we will be marrying on in May. And it was SUCH a magical experience. Utterly blissful. There were sea turtles mating (WOOO!) and the sky was incredible and I just felt so utterly, utterly at peace. I am a coastal mermaid for sure. And while I was sitting there, I knew without a doubt that it was where I was meant to be.

I just can’t even tell you how magical it is here…

We washed & cleansed in the ocean… Chris’ mama taught us that when you visit the ocean, you stand in the water, breathe out as the waves go out, and all your worries get taken from you into Mama Oshun. It works so beautifully.

See where those rocks are? Right at the tip, that’s where my love asked me to marry him. And that’s where we’re getting married. Sea eagles fly around the mountain that the rocks lead up to and there are always pelicans too.

We lay down for a nap & Ostara fell asleep, lulled by the sound of the waves. Her first sea nap!

It was just paradise in a day. So restoring for my soul… for all of us.

Also, I know you were wondering, but my New Year’s resolution to wear way more turquoise is going SPLENDIDLY. I feel like such a success! Hee! Triple bonus points for getting Ostara in on the act too! Yay!

I totally put love heart & smiley face stickers on my glasses to cheer me up. It worked. I feel very seven-year-old with them on, but I like it! (I don’t think I’m ever taking them off)

I did a few interviews this week via Skype from our backyard for a few radio shows & courses including Creative Soul Cafe radio show. And they totally lit me up on the inside. I so so so love what I do. SO love.

This week has been one of my busiest weeks… so many goddesses signing up for part*y payment plans for Goddess Circle… then getting them all settled into the space… It’s just magical & blissful to watch something that I had a vision off in a dream come into real life. My goshness it’s a blessing & a miracle.

AND! I am going to my first women’s circle since Ostara was born. A moon ceremony! I am so, so, so looking forward to being in sacred ceremony again… and also meeting new soulful goddesses here. Heart is happy knowing this!

What’s inspiring me on ze interwebz!

Oooh! Let’s start with this! A gorgeous goddess after hearing about my turquoise efforts sent me this article about people who wear one colour!

I’ve been reading & learning from the incredibly wise teacher & healer Hiro Boga. Her How To Rule Your World From the Inside Out program is really touching me. Hiro teaches about sovereignty – about how to be the queen of your own kingdom. It’s touching some sore spots in me that are in need of healing right now… I’m so very grateful for her work.

Have you seen the exquisite Hermitage yet? Magical art, magical life.

My dear friend Leah’s magical pregnacious mama artwork.

I love Darren’s 4 year old son’s reminder for bloggers:

Tell the world something important.


This rainbow artwork (via Design Mom) makes my brain happy.

Sarah’s insight into How to fix a relationship breakdown.

I’m sorry, but I just can’t stop giggling over this: Giving the gift of sound this Christmas. Everyone has been extremely pleased thus far. Can you imagine recording yourself humming stupid songs, packaging it up as a Christmas album & giving it to everyone you love at Christmas time? To the man who did it, I say BRAVO. BRAVO. And that feedback is just stellar.

I love Erin Faith Allen’s blurry photos.

My lovely friend Lisa’s Take That Nap ebook is just beautiful and gentle. Just like her.

I’ve been reading a lot of fashion blogs lately because they are just filled with creativity & beauty.
Adore adore ADORE these photos from Sea Of Shoes.

Pinky Mckay’s advice for mamas: Don’t let anyone should on you.

Okay, so there’s some important things for you to know. I used to be in love with Dawson from Dawson’s Creek. And I even told a friend that one day, I was going to marry a Dawson. A year later, I met a very hot man and I fell in love with him at first sight. And later I found out his last name was Dawson. So colour me deliciously happy, dearheart. I’m going to be Mrs Dawson as of May!

Anyways to say that the original Dawson holds a special place in my heart is to say that I mildly like cupcakes.

Then this week, my very favourite ex-cubicle boss & dear friend sends me a link, saying: Me thinky you might likey.

She was wrong. I LOVEY.

My gosh this has been the longest intro to a ding dang link ever.

Without further ado:

James Van Der Memes.

I adore Marissa Bracke. Two posts of fantastical goodness this week: Best & Worst Things To Do When You Are Overwhelmed. & Less Domination, More Tea: A Mini-Festo.

This artwork is amazeballs.

I think Unbrave Girl is just precious.

Keep Calm & Carry On wallpapers. I’ve got mine on. Must remember.

My insightfilled goddess sister Pixie shared the most incredible story this week… about how she found the reincarnation of her dear dog. Oh my goodness. I think I will always remember this story.

Loving the beauty of the August Empress website.

I really love hearing how other creatives create. This video about the fashion photographer The Sartorialist is utterly compelling. I just love how he looks for beauty in the world.

Okay my loves… I think this calls for a GROUP HUG!!!

Wherever you are, and however you are, I want you to know you are loved. And everything will be okay.

All my love,

A supply list for new mamas

Hola gorgeous Goddesses!

Becoming a mama is SUCH a big time – of healing physically, making big ole mental and lifestyle ch-ch-changes & soaking in a big watery spa of emotions. Holy dinger we are strong, courageous, magnificent goddesses (even when we don’t feel like it… Especially when we don’t feel like it!)

Here are some of the things that have nourished & supported me on my new-mama journey…

Things you can use for yourself when you are a new mama, or things you can maybe give to friends or sisters as they become mamas…

Healing the mama

Image source

The precious Goddess Pixie sent me a mama care package while I was pregnacious, and included a package of dried comfrey root. This can be made into a healing tincture and splashed on the vajayjay to regenerate tissue after birth… it’s amazingly soothing. It can also be drunk as a tea.

My episiotomy scar healed amazingly quickly after birth, and I think it might have been helped on its healing way by comfrey root.

Next time, I think I’ll also grab an Earth Mama bottom care pack next time.

I totally didn’t think about how my butt and vajayjay might need healing after birth. But mine definitely did – and it’s good to have some healing, nourishing support for it.

Feeding tops

I grabbed a few nursing tanks beforehand – the Lovable variety (I found the Bonds moulded cup thing a bit weird – it just didn’t fit my mama boozwas at all!)

Also you need over tops that have easy access – whether that’s fancy-schmancy maternity designed tops, or just loose, flowing tops you can lift up {I prefer loose & flowy so that I don’t end up having to pull up the whole shirt to feed}

Big water bottle!


Get yourself a big water bottle too for those first few weeks (months) of nursing babe almost constantly… hydration is a gooood thing!

Weleda nipple care cream

I know some breastfeeding counsellors say the only thing that should go on boobs is a babe’s mouth. Those counsellors don’t have sore boobs at the time.

Some days your boobs will work like well oiled milk making machines. Other days, they might feel chaffed, sore or blocked.

I really liked this stuff for my Sore Boob Days. It’s got lots of herbal healers in it, and is muchos soothing. The only thing I didn’t love about it was that it smells a bit floral fragracey… But I’d just wipe it off before nursing anywaysies.

You can find it here.

Nipple nurture

I swapped a lot between Weleda cream and the Nipple Nurture cream. This one is creamy and good for conditioning. Anything to help Sore Boobs Days are worth their weight in milk gold.

Also, the wipes were good for getting both creams off before nursing. Both the creams are safe for babes, I just preferred to wipe off before nursing. Wipe off didn’t happen all ze time – especially at 3am or when Sore Boob Day became Excruciating Boob Day. But all good!

I think most mamas would agree with me… Whatever works is a good thing.

You can find them here and here.

Leaky nipple sop-uppers

Truth: Some nights you will wake up in a pool of milk. Or you’ll make a midnight dash to the toilet, baby will cry and your boobs will go into MUST SAVE AND NOURISH BABY overdrive, and you will wonder why you are peeing all over your own feet and look down to see that the milk taps have turned on instead. Ahhh, the miracle of mothering.

Anyway, I bought reusable handmade boob pads before baby. They were good for going out with, and for the days I could be bothered wearing a bra (surprisingly few).

What has ended up becoming my lovingly named “milk rags” (don’t ask me why, that name is hawwwwt) is a bundle of old fashioned cloth nappies. I stick one up my shirt to sleep, or pop it over the over-enthusiastic boob that is not being used to feed but wants to help anyway.

Oh boobs, you really are such helpful things.

My friend Mr P was right when he said that my boobs were about to turn from show ponies into working Clydesdale horses. Who use milk rags as tools of the trade.

The End.



Ideas for snacks you can eat with one hand. My current favourite is peanut butter on rice thins. I also went through a stage of just eating bananas for snacks. Then another where I ate dates and pecans together (they taste like pecan pie!). I also like green smoothies for being one handed and filled with yummliscious goodies.

By ze way… Does anyone else go through food stages and phases? Where you get a bit obsesso with one thing and eat it until you get over it, and find something new?

Yup. Me too sister. Let’s form a tribe called The Sisterhood of the Travelling Food Cravings.

The End.

Nourishing Teas

Mamas need tea. Especially the herbal healing kind!

Nettle & raspberry leaf are especially helpful for soothing, calming & helping milk supply.

Here’s some pre-blended ones…

Yogi Tea

Milkmaid Tea

Stretchy boxer short briefss


They need room! Space! Love! Air! No elastic digging in! Think of boxers as being like a sacred vajayjay healing ground.

That is all.

Crystal necklace

… or ring or bracelet to help you keep your energies aligned.

I wore a simple, small necklace of round crystal beads on hemp twine. Whenever I feel drained, I gave it a rub and it feels like mama healing flooding over me. I ended up wearing it for about five months straight until the time was right to let it go.

So those are the ones I loved, dearest…

I so so hope this helps if you are a mama-to-be, a new mama or someone who loves a new mama!

big nourishing mama love,