Latina Therapist for Postpartum (& Beyond) San Diego, CA & Nearby Areas
You’re a mama carrying more than just your little one —you’re also carrying generations of silence, strength, and survival.
You want to feel like
you again: present, grounded, and at peace in this season of motherhood. But when you’ve been taught to stay quiet, hold it all together, and put everyone else first, even asking for support can feel unfamiliar. Together, we’ll reclaim your voice, your cultura, and a rhythm of healing that feels like home.
I’ve been there. I know what it’s like to smile on the outside while quietly unraveling on the inside.
I was raised by a single Mexican mom in communities where survival felt like the priority and asking for help felt uncomfortable. I learned early on how to care for others, how to push through, how to make myself small to keep the peace. Rest? That was a luxury. Rage? That was forbidden. Vulnerability? That felt dangerous.
But everything shifted when I gave myself permission to stop performing and start remembering who I am, where I come from, and what actually matters to me.
My healing began with reclaiming my voice, creating compassionate space for my mixed emotions, and choosing to honor my roots while discovering what motherhood meant for me.
This space was born from that journey, for first-gen, Latina and all madres who are done being “strong” at the expense of their well-being. You don’t have to carry it all. You don’t have to choose between your cultura and your care.
This isn’t just mental health care, it’s a reclamation. Of your voice, your story, and the way you choose to mother from here on out.
If you’re like many mamas, you might be stuck in survival mode, thinking “this is just what madrehood is supposed to feel like" so it’s very likely that…
You might believe that taking care of yourself means you’re neglecting your family, but that’s not true.
You may feel guilty every time you rest or set a boundary, because you were raised to equate love with exhaustion.
You might try to push through, stay strong, or “snap out of it”, even when your body and spirit are begging you to slow down. And maybe, deep down, you fear that if you really let yourself feel it all… it might be too much. But comadre, what if feeling is where the healing and thriving begins?
Every madre deserves to feel seen, supported, and held in her postpartum and motherhood journey, without having to choose between her family and her healing.
It’s possible to feel grounded in who you are and how you mother, when you have the right support, culturally rooted tools, and a space where you don’t have to explain every detail of your story to be understood.
My purpose is to help you reclaim your voice, rest without guilt, and heal in a way that honors your roots, so you can raise your babies with joy, clarity, and the strength of generations behind you.
My approach is holistic, culturally affirming, and fiercely compassionate
Individual and community care with me isn’t about fixing you—it’s about holding space for your truth, your rage, your softness, and everything in between.
I’m not just here to listen—I’m here to help you see yourself through a lens of compassion, cultura, and wholeness.
This work has transformed my own motherhood. When stress hits (and it often does), I’ve learned to pause, breathe, and respond with care—not perfection. My toddler is already mimicking those deep breaths and self-kindness. That’s the power of this work.
That’s generational healing. That’s what I want for you too.
But the pressure, the guilt, the silence, it nearly broke me.
What I’ve learned is this: our pain isn’t just personal. It’s collective. It’s generational. It’s systemic.
We are mothering within systems that weren’t built with us in mind. Systems that value productivity over rest, perfection over presence, and silence over truth. And still, as mujeres, as mothers, we rise.
This work isn’t about fixing yourself.
It’s about unlearning what never belonged to you and reclaiming what always has: your voice, your rest, your power.
Because madres like us deserve more than survival. We deserve healing, care, and joy, together.
Like many first-gen, Latina daughters, I was raised to stay calladita, be responsible, and carry it all. And when I became a mom, I tried to do the same.
