Tag: Motherhood

Do you believe mothering uses our masculine qualities?

I have heard people say that being in the mother role is using our masculine side to lead our children. Well, it’s normally been women without children who have made statements such as this. (No hate, just an observation) In reality, or my personal belief, it’s our feminine side because our children lead us. They

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The grandmother initiation

I have been trying to figure out why this feeling as a Glamma is so different to any other feeling I’ve ever felt. This Aroha truly is a love like no other. There have been moments of tears where I have had no idea what I was feeling, yet coming to realise that it’s because

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Ceremonial placenta burial

This week we got to bury my first grandchild’s whenua/placenta. 😭 In New Zealand, within my Maori culture there is an ancient practice of burying the placenta after birth which is seen as a ‘gift’ to Papatūānuku – Mother Earth . I didn’t get to partake in this practice with my children. But now I

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Teaching our children respect

You teach your children how to be respectful by respecting them. They are humans. Not your little robot to control. I caused a trigger for a young woman the other week for saying I don’t smack my kids and that boundaries and respect can be taught without resorting to hitting them, in response to a

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I’m not a perfect mother and I don’t want to be

I received what I consider a compliment recently that I FUCKING loved! And I want other mothers to hear it. Because as mothers we deserve to not be saddled with an image of perfectness. The comment was: “I finally caught up to you and stopped trying to be a perfect mother and now I’m having

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Parenting – who really knows best?

My opinion on the issue with society and when it comes down to parenting is this – We have been told over and over that we don’t know best. That we can’t trust our own voices and bodies. That other people know better. That’s why there are parents who run to the ER with every

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Stretch marks are normal

I’ve seen all the creams and surgeries and tips on getting rid of my stretch marks. And yes I have tried many of them myself. I’ve now also spent a long time loving my stretch marks and the way they sit on my body. I love the dimples, I love the colours, I love what

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How much love do you give yourself?

The more I crack open deeply, the more parts of myself I find that I haven’t been giving love to. And the deeper I go the more I discover the depths of love I still have to give to the parts of myself I thought I had been loving wholly. It’s been a powerful journey

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Showing up fully in front of my children

My kids have seen me laughing. My kids have seen me breaking down. My kids have seen me in raw, primal, unbound sadness where I didn’t control any of the sounds coming out of me. And I love that. Because what doesn’t seem like very long ago I was a woman who held it all

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Womb Trauma. Yes it’s real.

I’ve just now realized that the whole 9 months mum spent carrying me were probably spent numb and not wanting to connect just in case the same thing happened again. You see, my mum experienced 9 stillbirths and miscarriages before she had me. She had to grieve that many babies before I arrived. Womb trauma.

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