Project Motherhood

It’s the first day of a new month, and tonight, we rest in gratitude.

Whether today felt like a win, a whirlwind, or just survival—you made it.

🌙 Breathe deep.
💭 Let go of what didn’t serve you.
❤️ Whisper a prayer for peace.

Goodnight, mama.
You’re doing better than you think.

New Doula loading ❤️ 🥰

Welcome to Doula Land!
Congratulations to our new doulas for completing our National Black Doulas Association Birth Doula Training this weekend.

We are excited to head into November for the start of mentorship. Connect with me today if your are a new or seasoned doula looking for business, client and perinatal health community mentoring.

www.wildolivebirth.com/trainingandmentoring

Upcoming training dates coming soon 🤎

✨ TODAY is the day! ✨

🕊️ 1. GRIEVING WHILE PARENTING
Carrying grief with little hands still holding yours

If you’ve experienced loss and you’re still raising little ones—this space is for you.

📍 Urbandale Library, Room A
⏰ 4 PM–6 PM
💛 Journals + refreshments provided

Come as you are. No pressure. Just presence, tools for healing, and a circle that understands.

🩷 2. SHE KONNECTS 2ND ANNUAL BREAST CANCER WALK

🎗️ Join us this afternoon to walk in memory, in honor, and in unity for Breast Cancer Awareness Month!

📍 Papa John Sculpture Park (15th & Locust, Des Moines)
⏰ Starts at 2 PM

I’m walking for both of my grandmothers. You can walk for your loved ones too.

🎟️ Register on Eventbrite: SheKonnectsWalk

👟 You can still join both—walk first, then come reflect and heal with us later.

See you today, fam. Let’s show up for our healing together.

🕯️ Today, we remember.

October 15 is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day—a sacred space to honor the lives and legacies of babies gone too soon.

💔 To the moms who’ve experienced:
– Miscarriage
– Stillbirth
– Ectopic pregnancy
– TFMR
– Infant death in the NICU
– Loss after a few short weeks or months…

We see you.
We remember with you.
You are still a mother.

✨ Tonight at 7 PM (local time), join us in the Wave of Light by lighting a candle for your baby—or someone else’s—and sharing their name in the comments below.

📸 Feel free to post a photo or drop a 💬 if you’d like a safe space to share your story.

We hold space for the grief, the love, the silence, and the names.

💔 Loss doesn’t just take what you love—it changes who you are.

And that’s okay.

Whether you’ve experienced miscarriage, stillbirth, or infant loss—please know that your feelings, your triggers, and your transformation are valid.

You don’t need to go “back to normal.”
You’re allowed to become someone new.

🕊️ We grieve. We grow. We remember.

Join us for our grief workshop on October 26th, you don’t want to miss it.

https://www.eventbrite.com/e/grieving-while-parenting-carrying-grief-with-little-hands-holding-yours-tickets-1720708358019?aff=oddtdtcreator&fbclid=IwRlRTSANU5_5leHRuA2FlbQIxMAABHs5sTQaNb9e5_pJHc9SVQPWvfLKd6uUI_Sv3OF_lBYB846SOjJnKheDeLkFM_aem_W6U20dmG8DH4IJKfe2VW5g

I want to congratulate our new Meet Up Squad for cultivating a space that feels like shea butter.

Soulaani Mamas (Soh-lah-nee /soʊˈlɑːni/)

“where souls gather.”
It reflects community, spirit, and ancestral connection.

We are excited to welcome Black Mamas into our sacred space to connect, build a village, and find respite in each other.

Reach out to any of us to get connected. 🫶🏾

👩🏾‍🤝‍👩🏾 I’m excited to announce the launch of a new Black Moms Support Group right here in Iowa!

Our goal?
💛 Build community
🕊️ Hold space
👑 Center joy, sisterhood, and support

There’s no handbook for motherhood—but there is a village.

📌 Stay tuned for the first meet-up details. If you’re a Black mama in Iowa, drop a 💬 and I’ll send you the link!

💕 Breast cancer took both of my grandmothers.

And even though they’re no longer here, I carry their wisdom, strength, and warmth in everything I do.

They were nurturers. Healers. Prayer warriors.

And now I advocate for our community’s health in their honor.

Please schedule your mammogram. Please do the self-exams. Please check on your family history.

We can’t afford to wait.

There’s a misconception that faith means never questioning.

But I’ve learned that real faith is what carries you through the questions.

I’ve yelled at God. I’ve asked why. I’ve wept.
And I still believe.

💛 This is your reminder that you can believe and grieve.

You can hold on to faith and feel broken.

You can find healing without having all the answers.