It was a month of beautiful femme moments, moments that made me thankful for the women in my life.
In decolonizing the family, I understand now that there is no shame in raising my children together with the larger community.
Each morning, my daughter wakes up… she doesn’t cry, she just lays there and I can feel her. I feel her breathing change. I feel as she starts to reach around for me in the dark and silence.
Raising a child off-reserve, I often think about how she is going to walk through this world. Don’t get me wrong – all of what is currently known as Canada is Indigenous land. Growing up Urban will not and does not make her less Indian. I’m raising a Dene warrior, no matter if she walks on cement or grass.
I know Alba is the most sacred thing in my entire world but in my effort to share and curate, I forgot to protect her sacredness.
I remember the advice "travel before you have a baby." It's like some age-old advice ingrained in our current society, or something like that. So when I became pregnant we discussed vacations and had decided that we'd wait until our baby was a bit older before doing something big and tropical. It seemed the smart,… Continue reading Traveling + a Baby
And I do need help – and help is here. My brothers and their families, my parents, my best friends, my friends, and so on. If I need help, I just have to ask. Aerie is loved by many, and that is so good. She has a million aunties, just like any rez kid.
Mid-February. We are curled up on the couch with comforters and coffee. By "we," I mean my daughter and I. She is napping and I am writing. Surreal, I have a daughter. I am a mother.
Sometime I have to bring one or both of my children to work with me. I sure hope they are learning something. -Amanda Laliberte
Jessica Wood honours matriarchs - in all their forms - on mothers day.