I’ve always done everything myself.
I even gave birth by myself. (My midwife arrived just as my husband was handing me our daughter.) I believed that self-sufficiency was strength. That resilience was enough. That needing less made me more. Motherhood humbled me—in the most beautiful, dismantling way.

I learned that what I had once called “strength” had also kept me from receiving. From asking. From being held. And without that holding, I felt deeply alone. That experience changed everything. Now, I offer the care I didn’t know how to ask for.
Mother Bones emerged not as a brand, but as a response… A season worthy of
ceremony. Of salt and steam and softness. Of beauty as balm.

We live in a culture where new mothers are expected to do it all. To bounce back. To thrive in isolation. But this was never how it was meant to be. The postpartum period was once protected, shared, honored. Now, it’s overlooked, rushed, and treated like an afterthought. And yet, the need remains:
For support.
For softness.
For reverence.
We are not meant to do this alone.
We are meant to be witnessed, fed, and loved in our most tender becoming.

There is no substitute for the presence of someone who has walked this path before. A guide to help you find your way in those first, disorienting weeks. Someone you can lean on completely—without needing to perform, explain, or hold it all together. Someone who holds space without judgment, without expectation, while a new version of you begins to emerge. Because bringing new life into the world isn’t only about tending to your baby—it’s also about nurturing your own unfolding.

I trained under the midwives of the Nourished Mother Doula Training Program and received my certification—but my true education came through birth itself. Through initiation. Through remembering. My practice is uniquely my own: woven from ancestral threads, personal experience, and a lifelong devotion to beauty and ceremony.

If this speaks to something in you, I would be honored to support your postpartum journey. With nourishment. With reverence. With care that remembers what the culture has forgotten.

The postpartum period is forever. While you are the portal for a new soul, a new you is also born.

This is not just a service.
It’s a devotion.
A love letter to the version of Motherhood we haven’t been shown—but deeply deserve.

A Note from Francesca

PRESS

VOYAGE LA

“Mother Bones was born from longing—the kind that lives in the body. It’s not a brand, but a devotion: to beauty, to nourishment, to the sacred threshold of postpartum. I created what I couldn’t find—a place where the mother is not an afterthought, but the altar.”  Interview.

CANVAS REBEL

“What would postpartum look like if we could reimagine it as a time of beauty, nourishment, and profound care?”  Interview.

BOLD JOURNEY

“Nourishment isn’t just about food—it’s about ceremony, beauty, and self-care. It’s about creating a space where mothers feel truly seen, celebrated, and supported in their transformation into Motherhood.”  Interview.