Welcome.
Take a moment to settle in.
You've already done so much just by pressing play.
You've given yourself the small act of self-kindness.
Close your eyes gently.
Let your body rest a little.
A little more deeply into where you are.
Take a slow breath in and let it go.
Again,
Inhale gently through your nose and exhale fully.
Feel your shoulders soften.
Let your jaw unclench.
Let your belly be soft.
Let the breath move through you naturally now.
This meditation is for you,
Mama.
Especially if your child's birthday is approaching or has just passed.
Whether it's your baby's first year or the tenth time you've lit candles and wondered where the time went.
You're allowed to have big feelings.
This day,
This moment,
It carries weight.
Let yourself land here.
Let yourself feel it.
Now bring to mind the birth,
The day,
The night,
The moment this child came into the world.
Let yourself remember.
Maybe it was wild.
Maybe it was calm.
Maybe it was hard.
Maybe it was everything you hoped for or nothing you planned at all.
Let the memories come just as they are.
The sensations,
The feelings,
The happy ones and the heavy ones,
The people who were with you,
The strength in your body,
The tears in your eyes,
The quiet,
The cries,
The miracle of that moment.
Let yourself revisit it safely,
Tenderly.
Just breathe and remember.
Now slowly let that memory float back and bring your awareness to everything that has happened since.
The tiny newborn days,
The long nights,
The giggles,
The messes,
The milestones,
The chaos,
The wonder,
The exhaustion.
Remember all the moments you showed up,
Even when you were unsure,
Even when you were tired,
Even when no one noticed.
Mama,
You have done so much.
You have become so much.
Place a hand over your heart or your womb and silently say to yourself,
I have loved this child through every phase,
With flaws and with effort.
I keep giving them my heart and I am proud of myself.
And now let yourself grieve what is over.
The baby days,
The nursing,
The naps,
The softness of a tiny body curled against yours.
Let the tears come if they want to.
There is no shame in mourning what has passed.
This grief is love.
You are allowed to miss what is gone and you are allowed to embrace what is here.
The child you've raised,
The version of you who has grown,
The new joys ahead.
Each birthday is a milestone for them and for you.
It's a labor of its own to decorate the room,
To bake the cake,
To create magic,
Even when you're tired.
Let that effort be sacred.
Let it mean something,
Even if no one else sees it.
This is your offering,
Your ritual,
Your celebration of who you are and how far you've come.
So now,
Breathe in gently and exhale with softness.
Feel your body again.
Feel your breath.
Let this be your moment of peace,
Your pause,
Your permission.
You are not alone in these feelings.
So many mothers walk the same path with you,
Quietly,
Fiercely,
Beautifully.
You are allowed to feel.
You are allowed to grieve.
And you are allowed to celebrate.
And most of all,
You are exactly where you need to be.
Thank you for holding space for yourself.
Thank you for loving your child in your very human,
Beautiful way.
If you'd like,
You can slowly begin to open your eyes.
Or stay right here for as long as you need.
