A Walking-With Offering for the Gestational Journey

I am not here to deliver your baby.
I am here to walk with you.

To walk with the dreams, the doubts, the sensations, the stories.
To walk with your knowing even when it feels quiet or far away.
To walk with your becoming.

People often ask me: Are you a Mother?
And the answer is no, I haven’t chosen to birth a child.
And still, I know what it means to Mother.

I’ve Mothered the abandoned parts of myself.
Sat with the trembling of my nervous system.
Learned how to stay through contraction.
I’ve walked my own passages of descent and emergence.
That’s the ground I stand on when I walk beside you.

Birth is not just a physical event.
It’s relational. Somatic. Ancestral.
It reaches into places we often keep hidden and calls them to be seen.
The tender. The strong. The still-healing.
All of it gets to be here.

I don’t arrive with a method or a manual.
I arrive in devotion to you.
To your rhythm.
To your voice.
To your choices.

I will not lead.
I will not fix.
I will not perform.

I come when you ask me to.
I stay if you want me to.
I listen when you’re ready to speak.
I witness what arises with reverence, not agenda.

Your birth is yours.
Not an ideal to strive for, but a space to inhabit.
You deserve to be met there. Fully.

Whether we walk together in Costa Rica,
or connect across distance through guided sessions and calls,
this is a space to return to your body’s wisdom.
To be accompanied—not managed.
Respected—not directed.

Because birth doesn’t follow a script.
It follows you.

Together, we listen.
We attune.
We walk.