Demystifying Pregnancy Mask

Also known as chloasma or melasma gravidarum, pregnancy mask is a skin condition characterized by the development of brownish or grayish patches on the face, typically on the cheeks, forehead, nose, and upper lip. These patches are often irregular in shape and vary in size. Chloasma tends to affect melanated people at a higher rate.

What Does It Take to Strengthen The Postpartum Body?

Thinking back to my healing experience with diastatsis recti, a very sore psoas muscle and weak core muscles, I now understand the amount of compassion one needs to not only look at their postpartum bodies with appreciation, but to be curious about what this new body needs. I delved into this issue even deeper during a recent conversation with Dominique Quarles on the podcast.

Happy Black Breastfeeding Week 2020

The theme of this year’s Black Breastfeeding Week is Revive, Restore, Reclaim. What a beautiful and on-time theme because 2020 has been a rough one. A global pandemic, the righteous reckoning and continued fight for racial justice in America, and even more lives lost from the black maternal mortality crisis. The beauty of this theme is that it asks us questions that acknowledge our inherent power.

Finding Gems in an Anxious Place

On a regular day, I can second guess and worry myself into oblivion. But the uncertainty of The Rona and all the chaos she has brought with her? It’s turned the heat all the way up on my anxiety. And as much as I might tell myself that I am, I know I’m not alone.

Postpartum Physical Therapy: My Diastasis Story

The quality of postpartum life is critical to the well-being of new mothers and babies. Most new mothers will struggle with their new bodies and feel the pressure of “snap back” culture. But we have to be gentle with our bodies. Flooding the postpartum narrative with more conversations about our real rehabilitative needs after delivery is a wonderful start.

First Born Second: Malcolm’s Home Birth Story

As we headed downstairs to the family room (where my birth area was set up), we didn’t say much to each other. We didn’t get anxious or scared. We simply moved. Looking back on the experience I’m in awe at how in sync and grounded we were. It’s as if birth and my anxiety couldn’t occupy the same space.