motherwork.org grew out of a need for me to connect to my own experience of motherhood and examine how and why I was not necessarily embracing the possibilities for my creative practice within the new limitations of parenthood. I felt there were connections to be made with an external community that I had yet to find and that that might help me with the process of reconnecting with my self.
My identity, like I’m sure so many other mothers experience, shifted dramatically with my first pregnancy that ended in a late term miscarriage and then the birth of my son. Whether you intend to get pregnant or not, carry to term or not, or are at the beginning trying to conceive, your self and your body are already changed and will never be the same. You are actualizing new cells and selves and shedding old selves all at once. Becoming a mother is so disruptive and real. I wasn’t sure when to stop and assess what I was experiencing.
I’m doing that now with motherwork.org. My son is 3 years old and after years in a career telling stories for a living I find myself stuck, challenged to find my own expression for my experience.Life circumstances have forced me to look beyond my own ideas for support and advice. You don’t always find what you need when and where you need it.
I’m making new connections and finding new resources. I’m doing the work of raising a son and becoming and being myself. Here I will share what I learn and find.