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My baby and I are in a dance. I’m not actually the lead, she is. She offers me a cue, and I respond to what she needs. We move seamlessly...

My baby falls asleep I lay her down on her belly And a moment of panic kicks in How long do I have? Is this a cat nap? Or a longer...

Transitioning into more autonomy. Throughout this fourth trimester, Anaiya’s first three months in this world, we’ve mostly been skin to...

A poem. Storms roll in. The clouds fullness blocking the light of the sun. Behind these grey obstructions in the sky The sun waits,...

Happy Independence Day! I’ve traded in one kind of freedom and independence, for the liberty to get to love someone so completely. My...

A poem. Don’t forget where we came from, don’t forget who you are. Arriving here in a new body, brilliant as a star. ancient like a...

In the U.S. it’s common to breast feed only until six months, and stay in diapers until three yrs old. In more indigenous cultures it’s...

Inside to outside, but still not separate from me. Pushing against my belly from within. Now resting on my belly Cuddling into my skin....

My experience with Elimination Communication. Years ago I witnessed my friend holding her baby over a Tupperware, and making a ‘pssst’...

The decision to become a single mama. I didn’t plan this journey of mamahood intending to be a single mama, but three months into my...

A poem of infinite love. Cracked open to the core I’ve never loved like this before The feelings coursing through my body Unconditional...

How I stayed resourced and present during Anaiya's first 40 days. I'm just emerging out of the first 40 days with my precious new baby...

The story of Anaiya's birth and how she came to be Anaiya Lalita Luz. My beautiful, precious, sweet, passionate, and expressive Anaiyana...