Lacey Haynes

Hi, I'm Lacey. 

If you like your nipples free, your birth radicalised, your motherhood elevated, your sexuality empowered, your pussy bowed down to, your sacral chakra healed, then you've come to the right place.  -L x

 

Night Weening with the New Moon

Night Weening with the New Moon

On the night of the new moon, Fox laid down as Flynn dressed her for bed and we talked as a family about what was going to happen. I’d been talking to her about it all week. The new moon would arrive and I would stop feeding her at night. Even though she and I both had a cold, even though her fourth eye tooth was pressing through, it was time.
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Her eyes moved from Flynn to me then back again, studying our faces and taking in the words. “We’re not going to do milkies at night anymore, baby. That part of our journey is ending. Mama needs to sleep and so do you. It’s not serving either of us anymore because I’m tired and you’re not really hungry but we’re stuck in a pattern. When you wake in the morning we’ll have cuddles and tons of milkies. If you wake in the night and need someone, Papa will be here. I’m sleeping in the summer house for the next week. I love you.”
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Flynn read her books and held her and I sat downstairs, watching the garden and feeling a sense of hopefulness. I’d wanted to stop for a long time but the time didn’t feel right. I’d been up countless times for months (seventeen months!) and I didn’t want to do it anymore. I knew it was a choice: to make this the right moment and not wait any longer to have my needs met.
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It took Fox a little to settle because I didn’t feed her to sleep. My heart went to her but I stayed put. I knew she could do it. When night fell properly, I padded out to the summer house and breathed in the starry sky. When I laid in bed, my womb warmed with sensation. The blood began to flow.
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I’d been waiting to let go of this part of our journey and when I did, my womb responded. I’d spent the whole of last week looking for things to release and when I finally found the thing, I was able to bleed.
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The next morning I saw Flynn and Fox reading on the couch. I came in from the summer house. “So, how was it?” I asked. “She was up 9 times,” Flynn sighed. “Oh no!” I responded. “Just kidding” he smiled, “she only got up once. She knows it’s time.” I laughed, amazed but not surprised by my child’s ability to understand and adapt. Just like that, a chapter ends and a new one can begin. ✨

Naked in the Forest

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