The Birth of a Mother
When I became a mother I went through a bit of an identity crisis. I had the most beautiful pregnancy and birth with my daughter, Mia. For the first time in my life, I was truly aware of my power as a woman. As an Indigenous woman. For the first time the voice of my spirit was louder than the voice of my ego. The ego is singular. It operates by itself for itself. The ego lives in our heads. It feels dominant and it is difficult to ignore. Our ego is part of our internal survi