In July 2023, I welcomed my first baby, Clover Joy, to the world. Yet, amidst my sacred postpartum space, I recognized the scarcity of support and education available. I felt left in the dust when the postpartum window came. Yes, I had support; however, the education around what I was feeling on a biological and psychological level was non-existent. I was overwhelmed, had crippling fear-based OCD, postpartum anxiety, and depression, and was moving through a possible vulvar cancer scare. It all crept in and hit me like a ton of bricks! For sure, I had heard about postpartum anxiety and depression but never thought that would be me since I did so much work on my mental health! I thought I felt prepared because I had a delegated list of who was doing what and a meal train planned. What I did not prepare for or understand was the heartache I was going to endure around breastfeeding, hormone drop-off, intense body recovery, people-pleasing visitors, and feeling depleted, all after a two-day home labor.

Looking back, I remember feeling lost when trying to figure out what kind of support I might need. Prenatal doula, birth doula, midwife, postpartum chef, bodyworker, mama helper, nanny; I had no idea, so I just chose support with the birth. I needed a nurturing woman to come in and not ask me questions like, “What do you want to eat?”….I couldn’t think; I didn’t know what was happening, and the last thing I wanted was advice. I needed someone who could scan me, know what I needed, and do it!

I had completed a doula training three years before my daughter was born, and when she turned six months old, I felt a deep call to share my knowledge and experience. My mission was ignited by the desire to extend tender, loving care to other mothers, guiding them through the complex labyrinths of the prenatal and birthing process, with an emphasis on the postpartum window.