River Goddesses { Divine-Mothering }

These are the individual photos captured during Erin White Photography’s second epic Breastfeeding photo to normalize breastfeeding.

The photography is done by Liliana Taboas, from Liliana Beatriz Fotografia, who assisted with the photo shoot and helped documented the event.

There is no way to describe how powerfully beautiful these images are. Shooting them was one of the most thrilling experiences I’ve ever had. As I shuffled through the water I called out to all the mothers “Please! Don’t move! We’re doing individual photos!” As a look of uncertainty crossed some faces I added. “Trust me, you are NEVER doing this again! You need these photos.” With that a ripple of laughter spread through the group and we set up the photo as everyone made their way safely out of their water with their children. It was truly a magical experience. Thank you, again Erin, for including me in your project.

I give you, what I can only describe as a collection of River Goddesses.


















If you would like to see some action shoots of this session, check out this blog post “Women in the Wild”.

If you would like to read Krista Zurn’s incredible blog post about the first breastfeeding photo, check out this blog post “The Shame Game“.

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Divine Mother Alexevys { Motherhood Photo+Interviews } Breastfeeding Awareness

 Divine-Mothering Photo+Interviews

{ Divine Mothers of June Session 1 }

{ Alexevys }

Breastfeeding Awareness

When I asked Alexevys why she felt compelled to come to my Photo+Interview, she told me she wanted to help normalize breastfeeding.

“Breastfeeding still feels taboo in my country (Venezuela) and in the states (USA). I want to help change that.”

Coming from a conservative Latin country myself, I understood what she meant. While she expressed complete support from her family, the discomfort at the sight of a child at one’s breast is still palpable.


She also opened up a recent negative conversation she had with another mother. The woman had expressed a condemning attitude towards breastfeeding photos, particularly those done in outdoor settings, claiming there was no need to flaunt breastfeeding, or glorify it.

Can’t say Alexevys and I would agree! Considering what Divine-Mothering has been up to…

“I don’t know why she felt that way… She breastfeeds too.”

It’s the greatest mystery to me why mothers choose to do this. Why women put each other down, judge each other, pit themselves as enemies in eternal competition instead of creative a tribe, a sisterhood. Because when we fight amongst each other, we only continue to perpetuate all the negative stereotypes about women. The cattiness, the disloyalty, the distrust…


Towards the end of the interview I asked her what she thought her family might feel towards these photos.

“My husband is one hundred percent supportive, he will love them. My family… I don’t know… It will be an interesting reveal.”

Alexevys, thank you so much for sharing yourself with us so we can help normalize breasfeeding. Congratulations on your journey, reaching the 12 months of breastfeeding milestone that still out of reach for most American mothers.


CDC reports that only %27  of infants are breastfeeding at 12 months. Despite the strong recommendations otherwise for all healthy mothers who are able to breastfeed their infants.

“The American Academy of Pediatrics (AAP) recommends that breastfeeding continue for at least 12 months, and thereafter for as long as mother and baby desire. The World Health Organization recommends continued breastfeeding up to 2 years of age or beyond.”

Alexevys, you are so incredibly beautiful. Thank you again for participating in this humble project to get women’s voices out in the open!

You are amazing!

You are gorgeous!

You are truly divine!

Alexevys participated in Divine-Mothering Photo+Interviews of June Session 1, check out this blog post for more images of that session.

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Photography by Liliana Beatriz Fotografia

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The Divine Mothers of June Session 1 { Motherhood Photo+Interviews }

A sneak peak into the images captured on Divine-Mothering’s first event from the Photo + Interview Series.

“I don’t think I can’t do these images justice, with my own words, because they are simply too special to me.

As I went through the photos, I knew I had captured something beautiful. However, once they started coming together in the editing room, my heart just exploded. There is something so equality delicate and tender as well as powerful and fierce. That inner light is so evidently percent present.

Every one of you is so incredibly beautiful, each mini session so unique and exquisite. But I think I was able to make my vision a reality, and capture what, in my eyes, is being a divine mother.” -Photographer, Liliana Taboas from Liliana Beatriz Fotografia

Divine Mother { Eva-Maria }


Divine Mother { Alexevys }


Divine Mother { Danille }


Divine Mother { Annie }


Divine Mother { Natallie }


Divine Mother { Gabrielle }


Divine Mother { Heather }


I will be blogging about each of their mini sessions in the coming week and I absolutely can’t wait to share more.

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A Healing Pregnancy & Birth { Motherhood Stories / Miscarriage }

Women’s bodies are incredible. Each and every one of us, you and me, grew inside the womb of a woman. Our bodies are vessels of life. Not only designed to sustain life within for the 9 months of pregnancy, but also to nourish young nurslings until they are able to feed themselves. And even for those women who have trouble conceiving or breast feeding, that intense desire to nurture, to raise, to help heal, is unmistakably female. We are the mothers of the human race. An incredible honor, duty and responsibility has been bestowed on us. It should be celebrated. It should be praised. It should be our glory. Whether you have given birth, or not. Mothered, or not. Assisted in rearing, or not. Our bodies are a symbol of life, nourishing, and healing.

Unfortunately, we are living in a world where being a woman is of little value. Our bodies have been distorted by the media, stripped of their dignity and used to sell material things. Sexualized and villainized to the point that the mere sight of a child at her mother’s breast causes scandal. So much distortion of our self image has been spread into our consciousness that most women have come to fear pregnancy and birth, the very moment our bodies perform the most incredible miracle we could witness.

My heart had been full of fear and hurt, too.

Despite my second pregnancy producing the most amazing and beautiful healthy child. My heart was still mourning my first pregnancy, which ended in miscarriage. Not an uncommon occurrence, but somehow it cut deep into my soul. My heart was still trembling with flashbacks of being in a cold room feeling helpless, naked, and completely heart broken, as nurses inspected my emptying womb.

A healthy daughter came into our lives soon after, as I became pregnant again within a few months. And every single day of that pregnancy was a struggle with fear and uncertainty… but after her birth, all was forgotten. The joy she brought me was enough for me to put aside my past experiences and enjoy being a mother. It would only be about a year after her birth, when the desire to grow our family started to take hold, that I realized how broken I truly felt.

The thought of being pregnant again brought me to tears. I was terrified. Despite dreaming of a larger family, I felt incapable of surpassing my hurt.

I begged my husband to consider adoption. I didn’t know what else to do. And for a while, this was my plan. To push for adoption as the only means to grow our family… Out of fear.

But as destiny should have it, I soon found myself pregnant again, and absolutely scared out of my mind. I could barely fake a happy face. Because despite my wholehearted desire for another child, I was petrified in fear. But there wasn’t much I could do about it now. I was pregnant and sentenced to 9 months of being a human incubator (as I liked to call it… as I felt).

Despite my fears, I was stubborn. I wanted a different experience for this pregnancy. I didn’t want to relive the cold offices, the intrusive tools, the constant invasions of privacy… So I searched out a home birth midwife. And I am so incredibly thankful I did.

My midwife would always assure me that my body and my baby would know what to do. She would, very seriously, explain how “the nature” would know what is needed. She made me trust my body to do what it was meant to do. I felt safe in her care, and that was important… To trust my care giver.

Of course, after a miscarriage, it is difficult to trust. I felt like my body had betrayed me and my unborn child, discarding it unfairly. And I felt like my care providers, at the time, did little if anything to help heal me, after assisting my body in finishing such an unforgivable betrayal. As if they had been in it together, to destroy my child and break my spirit.

Through my pregnancy, I started to look for female idols, goddesses, and sacred mothers. My favorite figure, by far, was that of Mother Nature, a metaphor I had grown familiar and comfortable with. A force that drives this planet, this earth. The creates life, creates beauty, that nurtures, and provides… But Mother Nature can also be a violent mother. Hurricanes, earthquakes, tsunami are all part of the incredible and deadly forces of nature… Part of the life cycle…

I pondered on this image for a long time. If I was to see myself as part of the divine, as having a strong spiritual identity, as having my spirit and my body coexists harmoniously. I had to learn to accept, and embrace, that just like Mother Nature, a mythical and spiritual portrayal of our earthly home, my body, my temple, my very human self was also both capable of creating life, nourishment, and beauty, as well as great hurt and destruction. One aspect does not need to overshadow the other.

Does the horror of an unforgiving tsunami deny the vast beauty of the ocean?

Does the destruction of hurricane change our perception of the soothing summer showers?

And I suddenly felt the realization that my body was an extension of Mother Nature. Part of it’s creation, but also part It. With the power to create, to nurture, to provide… and to destroy. I may not fully understand the reasons why nature can be so violent and seemingly unjust at times… But I cannot deny that the same earth that shakes and brings down buildings also provides us the land to build anew.

It took me 3 years and two successful pregnancies to make peace with my body and amend my view of pregnancy after my miscarriage.

It took a loving supportive husband and family. It took an incredible, understanding and receptive care provider. It took falling in love with two beautiful children.

I had my second daughter in our home. It was a wonderful experience to be able to stay home, together as a family, to experience the incredible, magical, and powerful experience that is childbirth.

And somehow, after it was all said and done, after the nausea, after the ergy burts and energy drains, after the emotional roller coaster that is pregnancy, after all the check ups, after the labor, after holding my baby, after re-learning to nurse, after managing the first few days of being a mother of two… I can finally say, I am no longer afraid.

I can finally see the beauty in pregnancy again. The magic. The reason why women glow.

We are such incredible creatures, so amazing and strong and powerful. Don’t let them lie to you. Don’t let them make you think you are weak, or sick, or delicate, while pregnant. Don’t let them make you think labor is scary, or painful, or routine. Don’t let them tame you during labor. Don’t let them tell you what you need or don’t need, what can or can’t do. You know what you need, you know what you want. You make them respect your body. It is sacred. Labor is sacred. Don’t let them strip it of it’s beauty and dignity.

This pregnancy saved me from not understanding this. It guided me towards the truth. The incredible truth that we women are being denied every single day. That our bodies are incredible and POWERFUL. That we grow new lives within our wombs, nurse children with our breasts, and give birth through with our vaginas. And our bodies are not dirty. They are not weak. Our bodies are sacred. Our bodies are AMAZING. Our bodies deserve respect and honor.

Whether you are a mother or not, remember this truth. Your body is an incredible symbol of life on this earth, an extension of Mother Nature, and a force to be reckond with.

And THAT is the lesson I needed to learn… That I was not broken. That having had a negative experience does not need to cancel out how truly amazing, beautiful and magical pregnancy, labor, and mothering is.

{S}Hero Liliana

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The Women Who Changed it All: Normalizing Breastfeeding and Our Bodies { Divine-Mothering }

I already shared with you the amazing image from Erin White Photography which is getting an incredible amount of attention. If you haven’t seen it, you should! Go check it out here, in this amazing post by Krista Zurn titled “The Shame Game” on Erin’s blog.

But what I haven’t shared yet are the images that I had the opportunity to shoot once our group photo was finished.

It was a last minute decision that I am so thankful for. Because at that moment I was reminded of why I love photography, reminded of why I had started, reminded of what I found so mystical and amazing about women and their bodies. What I captured in these photos is everything to me. And while the shoot was literally only a few minutes long, as I waved over whoever wanted a photo as quickly and simply as I possibly could, it filled me up with so much positive energy. Like my very soul was consuming this joy we all felt.

I need more of this in my life! I need to keep make sure that these moments happen again and again and that as many women as possible can experience them. This is why Divine-Mothering is launching a Series of Photo+Interviews for mothers and women. So that we can come together and celebrate each other, our bodies, our accomplishments, our spirits, and the special bond we share as women.

To find out when the next Photo+Interview Session will be, click here.

And now, I leave you here with the words of some of the amazing mothers who shared their stories, speaking about their choice to participate in the photo session as well their personal breastfeeding journeys.

Thank you, Krista Zurn for collecting the stories and graciously sharing them with me so that they could be published in their entirety.

As I read through them it was hard not to get emotional. These beautiful, beautiful women are my inspiration. Their unapologetic fierceness shook me to the core.

We will not be silenced. Our bodies are incredible, and we are proud of it. So very proud.

{S}Hero Achely

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“As an active duty Soldier/mother my schedule is demanding. When I first started breastfeeding I had this unrealistic schedule that paralleled the demands of my son while I was at home on maternity leave. Soon after returning to work, I realized, that just because something is unreal doesn’t mean it’s impossible. In the morning-6am, I nurse my son on one side while I pump on the other side, this way he has a fresh meal every morning. Throughout the day, at work, I pump and store for the next day. Often times this conflicts with my schedule but being that I am a federal employee working in a federal facility, I have access to a place where I can pump and not feel ashamed. When I return home, I resume the same process, pump one side while nursing on the other. Now on the weekends it’s a different story. On weekends I can bond with my little one, I can exclusively nurse him, and appreciate the opportunity to do so.
This is why I am an advocate for normalizing breastfeeding… because when given the opportunity I shouldn’t have to turn my face away in shame, cover my son’s face in fear, or be restricted to a room simply because society tells me I’m acting outside of the norm.
Breastfeeding as a black woman has its challenges, but the biggest one is making sure that the message I am sending is a clear one. While I’m sure nearly all breastfeeding mothers who nurse feel this way, I speak from a different angle. When I had my first child, my great-grandma told me to cover myself, not because I was being inappropriate, but for her fear of what other wives might think if they caught there husbands looking at me.
For years the black nursing moms was a myth, a fairytale, the unseen. As moms of every race grace the cover of magazines, I patiently waited for my green light; a phenomenal black woman to make a statement so bold she inspires WOC (women of color) to come out of hiding. Nearly seven years since my grandmother’s death, I take solace in knowing that the times are slowly changing, to include my perspective. You don’t need black to relate to black, you just need to freedom, encouragement, and support, all of which can be found in most moms, despite their race.
I take pride representing the women of color. We’ve all heard “black women breastfeed too” but to be honest,  I wasn’t too sure if that was true but I stand here today to tell you they do!” – Achely
{S}Hero Jessie
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“I’m Jessie Holland and I’m nursing my 13 month old son in the photo. He is still nursing through the night and consistently through the day so we’re just following his cues on when he wants to wean (which doesn’t look like anytime in the immediate future).
I also have a 5 1/2 year old daughter who I nursed for approximately 3 months (always pumping or hiding in other rooms) because I didn’t have the knowledge or support for breastfeeding like I do now.
Where I am from, breastfeeding, especially in public is NOT that common and if uncovered, you would hear others mumbling about it. I know this because I had the same thoughts about breastfeeding before I came to our current location and received such amazing support and gained a wealth of knowledge. I think most importantly, I was exposed daily to women nursing their children in public all over the place, which helped me realize how normal and natural breastfeeding is and should be.
When I heard about the opportunity to partake in this photo, I was eager to do so because I’m proud of the past year, being able to exclusively breastfeed my son and do it when and where he needs knowing that I am providing him the best comfort and nourishment that I physically can. My mindset regarding breastfeeding has changed so much in the past 2 years and I thought by being involved with this project, it showed that growth.” – Jessie
{S}Heros Kathryn & Mallory
Left Kathryn with her son, and Mallory and her daughter. Photo by
Left Kathryn with her son, and Mallory and her daughter.
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“I’m Kathryn Washington. I just turned 24, and this is my 10 month old son Ezekiel. I’m a first time mom, away from family, so we are learning everything together. Our breastfeeding journey has been rough, but we are both determined to not give up. Struggling with low weight gain for my son, I started researching. We visited with a CLC and an IBCLC. I tried pumping to increase supply, but barely anything came out. I received donor milk and tried to feed my son through a supplemental nursing system,  but he refused to take it! We even tried mixing donor milk with formula in a bottle, but he wouldn’t take that either.  Zeke wanted nothing but my breasts. After seeing  specialists, causing countless tears and frustration, Ezekiel received a tongue tie and upper lip tie revision. We still struggle feeding to this day, but I’m not weaning him until he wants to.

I chose to be in the picture fully clothed because that’s how I feed my son in public. Nobody pressured me into taking my clothes off, and I didn’t feel awkward keeping them on. I wanted people see that breastfeeding, no matter how you do it, is beautiful. I’m a conservative Christian, and also wanted to show the church that breastfeeding in public CAN be “modest” without using a cover. Taking part in this picture was empowering to me. We,  especially women (and the church) need to stop shaming mothers; no matter what they look like, covered or not.”

In the individual photo… “the woman next to me is Mallory. We are polar opposites. I am a conservative Christian, she is an open atheist. I am tall and slender, she is shorter and thicker. I have a nursing tank on, and she is topless. I have small breasts, and well…she doesn’t! I feared being shunned by family and never being seen the same again for partaking in this project, and she knew she’d be supported. I have a son, and she has a daughter. We most likely raise our children in completely different styles as well.

So why are we paired together, and get along? Because we have at least one thing in common: we are both mothers; and that is a bond of sisterhood we both understand.

In the group photo I remained fully clothed,  but standing there after the photo was taken,  I felt empowered b and convicted. I felt moved for some reason by God to remove my pants;  something I never thought I would do. I realized something at that moment. I did not feel dirty, nor ashamed. I did not feel immodest, or like I was sinning. I felt euphoric and BEAUTIFUL! Something I cannot describe.  My soul felt pure, and that I was worshiping God in an intimate way. As if by feeding my son, bearing my body, I was in the garden of Eden. Would I feed my son in public with just my underwear on? Probably not, but this photo is about so much more. I encourage everyone to look at it from my perspective,  and women to imagine yourselves there; dressed however you feel comfortable.

As for me and Mallory…To me this photo represents that although we are quite different, we share the bond of motherhood.  We have a connection here on earth that cannot be broken. And that is beautiful.” – Kathryn

“I’m Mallory, and this is my 13-month-old daughter, Ali. I had her a month before my 27th birthday, and, with the knowledge and encouragement of my older sister, we have successfully breastfed since birth. Although I endured a lot of nipple pain for the first three months, I endured, and we have a fantastic breastfeeding relationship. Doing so has helped her cope with busy and loud places, to fall asleep, and help her when she has gotten boo-boos.

Having her gave me much larger breasts and some truly beautiful stretch marks on my now-round tummy. I am proud to wear my new body, because it reminds me of how I got this perfect little girl.” – Mallory

 {S}Hero Jaclyn & Liz

Jaclyn with her daughter, left.  Photo by
Jaclyn with her daughter, left. Liz and her son, right.
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“My name is Jaclyn and that beautiful baby girl with me is my daughter Julianna. My breastfeeding journey has not been the smoothest, especially in the beginning. I had no prior knowledge of breastfeeding, no one in my family ever breastfeed their children. I endured sore, blistered nipples and long emotional nights. With the help of an amazing breastfeeding Facebook support group I was able to conquer through the hardships and there was always someone to give me the courage to keep going when I thought I couldn’t. And now we have been successfully breastfeeding for 10 months!

When the opportunity came up to take this photo, I honestly wasn’t doing it for others. I did it for myself. My changing body during pregnancy was difficult for me and especially afterwards was hard. I’m at a good place with myself and I have just recently began to appreciate my stretch marks and mommy belly. This body carried and nourished my baby for nine months and pushed for 4 hours just to meet her so I should be proud of this body. To just be out in the open, half naked, with other beautiful mothers was such an amazing feeling.

There was no judgement, we all looked beautiful.” – Jaclyn

“I’m Liz and in the photo I’m nursing my 16 month old son, Emmett. When I was pregnant my husband debated me for hours over the “proper way to nurse in public”. To me there is no proper way to nurse, you just feed your baby. I went from clumsily nursing in my car, afraid of drawing too much attention to myself, to nursing at the base of the Eiffel Tower without a cover.

Participating in this photo shoot was a big step for me; I have always been self conscious even at my smallest and after having a baby my once toned stomach was proof that I had bore a child, complete with a c-section scar. As I read the description for the photoshoot project I knew that it was something I had to participate in.

Gone was the fear of someone seeing my curvy frame, instead it was replaced with joy knowing that something powerful would be created. Mothers are beautiful, babies are beautiful, and when you happen to be nursing a child, that to me is the epitome of beauty.” – Liz

{S}Heros Tiffany & Olivia

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{S}Hero Krista

Krista and her child. Photo by

To read Krista’s amazing words, go check out the original blog post “The Shame Game” published with Erin’s incredible group photo.

To read about my own experience participating in Erin’s photo, check out this blog post “You Inspire Me”.

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