Indigenous Mother Has Become Indigemama!
So I haven't updated this blog in a few years. I kind of knew that would happen. Shifts, changes, turns and surprises have happened in my life that brought me to this moment- updating an old blog that I still get emailed for from women like me.
Gratitude to the ancestors for opening doors for me, walking with me, and keeping me inspired through rocky moments.
If you'd like to visit me, I'll be at MY NEW WEBSITE, acting a-fool, telling my truth, and walking my walk.
Hope to see you, friends!
http://indigemama.com/
Tandem breastfeeding, infant pottying, holistic healing, baby wearing, natural childbirth & parenting, healthy partnership, grassroots organizing, native wombynhood, honoring our history, ancestors and relations.
Popular Posts
-
After my unassisted pregnancy and birth, I realized that the internet community can compensate some advice and support lacking in my own com...
-
Daddy's girl. One of my earliest memories of Echo Park is throwing up a gang sign to a guy turning the corner in his car. My proud F...
-
Breastfeeding is taboo in this western culture, so nursing someone else's baby is something many of us have never seen. In some traditi...
-
Reading birth stories helped prepare me for my births. As touching as they were, I longed for a compilation of birth stories by those wh...
-
From the ripe age of 11 years old, I have been compiling my writings in little diaries, notebooks and folders. Writing has pulled me throug...
-
During my pregnancy, I tried not to be anxious about tandem nursing my two-year old and new baby. "It'll all fall into place"...
-
Itzix, experiencing yoga outside of the womb. He loves mantras. I never thought a synthetic material- probably toxic to the environment,...
-
My father was the parent who nurtured me with stories, baths, brushing my hair, outings and jokes. Naturally, in adolescence, I gravitated ...
-
It's fun to visualize all of the ways I could change the face of birth, humanity, and my community- if I just had some money. Midwife...
-
Drawing of my belly from my womb journal, while pregnant. My mother was always ashamed of her flat belly full of stretch marks. She di...

