My Butterfly Effect: Transforming Birth Trauma into How I Work

My Butterfly Effect: Transforming Birth Trauma into How I Work

Jul 15, 20249 min read

My butterfly effect is turning into a birth story healer after my own traumatic birth. I used to get this question all the time: “Why do you want to have such a niche? Isn’t it enough if the person who gave birth and the baby are okay?” It angers me to no end when folks say unintentionally hurtful things like “at least you are okay” when folks share that they had a traumatic birth. This…

Let That Good Feeling Linger

Aug 27, 20194 min read

Sunflowers are my absolute favourite flower – they are strong yet fragile, bend to the sun, and keep facing upwards. I also love their cheery colour and reminder of hot…

How to Live a Balanced Life

Aug 20, 20193 min read

It’s butterfly season right now, and this summer brings a happy supply of them where i live. As they are an anchor for me, I’ve been working on creating a…

The Makings of a Good Therapist

Jul 31, 20196 min read

I love what I do. It may sound strange to think that I enjoy listening to people share their hard feelings, but what I also see is their healing process…

Summer Time Joys

Jul 11, 20194 min read

In my last blog post, I shared how I had some mixed feelings about summer. It’s still a bit early to tell, but I am noticing how aware I am…

My Own Cat and Dog Fight

Jun 26, 20193 min read

It’s end of the school year, and while my logical brain is organized with the summer plans, another part of me is a bit more hesitant to start summer break.…

My Body My Choice

May 24, 20195 min read

I’m not exactly sure when i became an activist for gender rights, but it was definitely in high school, if not earlier. I got my period earlier than the vast…

Rainbow Jar for Feelings

May 15, 20193 min read

Recently, my kids and I were having a tough time and i was reminded me of co-regulation tol, the rainbow jar. I made it when my son was little many…

I Was That Mom

Apr 24, 20195 min read

I was that mom recently, in the grocery story. You know the one, where her kids are out of control and you don’t want to make eye contact with anyone.…