Welcome, I’m so glad you’re here.
This space is born of my own postpartum journey, mama.
Though I had all the tools as a therapist with 10 years of experience, was a yoga instructor, had the “knowledge” and a support network … I got caught in a deep current of postpartum anxiety and depression. It was the hardest season of my life and I know what it feels like to be in that dark space, mama. I know how scary, how lonely, how consuming it can be. And the shame that lives there with you.
It’s not what you pictured, and that’s scary and deeply distressing. And it’s hard to talk about it - It’s hard to let others see what is actually true on the inside.
I would be so honored to be one safe place as you weather this storm, mama. I would be honored to at least say “me too” and hold out a virtual cup of tea.
I hope here we can try to rediscover the joy and magic in motherhood and in the world, mama.
I hope here we can find pockets of peace, spaces of joy, a balm for the places that feel shame and a rediscovery of what brings you life.
I mostly hope you feel a little less alone, mama.
Come as you are—tired, tender, curious, hopeful, at whit’s end—and let’s begin together to tease out the beauty, to seek out the joy, to hold tenderly the hurting parts.
I see you, mama. I would love to be a part of your journey as you find your way back to yourself.
With so much love and care, Colleen
“What if joy is a form of resistance?”
— Toi Derricotte
All The Mama Therapy
Hi, I'm Colleen —Therapist-mama doing her best to find joy sprinkled in the midst of the chaos of early motherhood.
I’m a fellow-struggler and joy-seeker.
You’re not alone, mama, and I’m so glad you’re here.
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This season is not meant to be journeyed alone— we all need each other.
A question I’ve been mulling over lately:
What if that part of me that I’ve overlooked,
called “silly” or non-essential
was actually the part of me the world needs most?
That I need most?
That my family needs most?
This feels too good to be true.
Could it be that the writing, whimsical, fairy-loving, joy-seeking part of me is not indulgent—but necessary?
Seriously subversive?
A quiet rebellion against the polished, professional, capitalist version of who I’ve been taught to be?
Don’t get me wrong—my serious therapist brain has value.
It knows how to sit with grief, hold pain, witness trauma.
We need that. I need that.
But what if it’s not the only thing we need?
What if it’s not even the most necessary thing right now?
What if?
What if you carry something the world is starving for, too?
What if the parts you’ve discarded—the ones you’ve called extra, childish, frivolous—are the parts we’re all aching for?
What if your love of drawing, or dancing, or poetry, or baking, or baseball, or magic—is not silly, but sacred?
What if the world needed less performance, less knowing-it-all, less hustle?
What if it needed your joy?
Your softness.
Your wonder.
What if the world needed your
joy?
Needed you to live into it fully and extravagantly
and offer it to others too?
What if—especially in this season of fear, division, and disconnection—what we really need
is to meet each other in the playful places,
the childlike places,
the curious, messy, joy-lit places…
not just the heavy ones?
What if pausing and chasing joy were actually
essential, not just extra?
What if?
I’m going to experiment with that here.
I hope you’ll come along.
We all want our littles (now bigs!) to feel empowered, safe and good in their transition to Kindergarten. If you little is just getting ready to start or had a rough transition in the past few weeks, here is a care package idea that is magical, whimsical and they are certain to love and feel loved by!