Day 44 was a total pool day, and it felt amazing. There’s something so sensual and healing about being in the water, especially when the sun is pouring down on you.

They say when you enter natural water, you experience a spiritual cleansing. I always kept that in the back of my head, but I believe it now.

This isn’t about wanting to be milky anymore. That phase has passed. This is need. Deep, primal, pulsing need.

On this Independence Day, while fireworks lit up the sky and families gathered in celebration, I was standing in sacred ceremony… officiating a wedding, holding space for two hearts choosing each other.

Today began with rest … real, nourishing rest, and my body thanked me in waves. Every time the pump pulled gently at my nipples, I felt a mirrored tug low in my body…

I took a few days off to re-regulate, to come back to center, and continue this milky journey from a place of alignment …

Today’s milk didn’t just flow through my body, but it flowed through my intuition …

A full month of dedication. Thirty days of tending to my breasts with care, ritual, and desire. This journey has become so much more than milk…

Today’s after-work pump was exactly what I needed. It was hot, classic South Texas heat, and the day was packed with work events and meetings. By the time I got home, my breasts demanded attention …

The gorgeous Milky Goddess presents her new lactation journal, with a huge catch-up of the first 28 days!