I’m Nichollette — womb-led, spirit guided, mama made.

Ask anyone who’s known me long enough, and they’ll tell you — without hesitation — that I was never supposed to be a Mother. For most of my life, I said an emphatic “no” to Motherhood — the kind that came before the question was even finished. I was sure that path wasn’t for me.

It wasn’t clear to me then, but now I underestand that my emphatic “no” was rooted in fear — fear of repeating the traumas, disappointments + emotional wounds I carried from childhood. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to my children’s every need, protect them from the traumas + triggers of this world, afraid I wouldn’t perfect the mother, afraid I couldn’t give them a life free from pain + sadness.

So how did a woman so resistant to Motherhood find herself freebirthing her daughter at home, in sacred waters, surrounded only by peace — no doctors, no drugs, no fear, no pain — and now joyfully breastfeed her four-year old daughter with dreams of more daughters (yes, nothing but more girls. I’ve already talked it over with the Most High and it is confirmed).

How did I move from resistance to reverence?

Like many women, I absorbed the stories — from movies, pamphlets, doctors, even family — that painted Motherhood as suffering, exhausting and tiresome. I believed the myths: that pregnancy was meant to be exhausting, that birth was supposed to hurt, that Motherhood was a sentence of sleeplessness, sacrifice and hardness.

But deep within, my Spirit whispered: There is another way.

That whisper became a calling — a sacred one.

And once I listened, everything began to change.

I armed mySelf with knowledge. I studied, prayed, meditated and learned to trust my intuition. I honored the Most High’s guidance and the wisdom carried in my womb. I nourished my body like a temple, prepared for birth like a sacred ceremony and welcomed my daughter in full faith and divine surrender.

My journey wasn’t hard or painful — it was an awakening.

It was joy.

It was love made manifest.

Motherhood cracked me open and revealed my truest most authentic light and highest Self. It showed me that this journey was never meant to be endured — it was meant to be empowering, it was meant to be embodied.

AnuraMama was born from that awakening — from the knowing that Black + Brown Mothers deserve to experience Motherhood as divine, sovereign, joyful, easeful, supportive + spiritually aligned.

Through soul-rooted birth support, intuitive womb wisdom, sacred movement, ancestral mothering practices and highly vibrational nourishment, I guide Mothers back to their Highest Selves — before the narratives of exhaustion, overwhelm and fear were written in our psyches.

My work is a remembrance. A reclamation. A radical act of devotion.

Because when a Mother returns to herSelf, she revolutionizes everything + everyone around her.