Stephanie Tyton  ·  Postpartum Herbalist & Matrescera

Everyone wants to hold the baby. Who's holding you?

Sixteen weeks of postpartum support — herbs, real food, and a woman in your corner who has done this eight times and won't hand you advice you've already tried.

Video sessions, wherever in the world you are
Herbs blended for you and mailed to your door (within Canada)
Message me between sessions — babies don't wait for appointments

If this is you

"Sleep when the baby sleeps."

Thanks for that. Why had I never thought of that??

Oh wait. You did think of that. But it wasn't that simple, was it?

Maybe you've had twins, like me, and the only sensible response is "which baby?" Maybe you have other children who are very much not asleep. Maybe you need to work, or get to class. Or maybe you know that if you don't take this exact moment to have a shower or start dinner, neither of those things is happening today.

Because grace for postpartum doesn't fit a system that needs every last dollar extracted from our bodies. If you're healing, and someone is tending you, that's two people not working — and we simply can't have that.

So you're on your own. Blood clots, stitches, sore nipples, crippling anxiety. Little to no help. Exhausted and reeling, and still expected to get back to it — to function, to "bounce back" to your pre-pregnancy weight, and to do it all in an idealized, Instagram-worthy home.

As if nothing extraordinary has happened. As if your entire body and soul haven't been completely transformed — from the woman you were before, into the woman you're becoming.

The word nobody gives you

matrescence

(n.) — muh·TRESS·ence

The metamorphosis of the birthing woman, from the maiden to the mother. Like puberty, you get no say in it. It unfolds without your consent or your desire — and then everyone expects you to be fine by six weeks.

Matrescence names the passage. Matrescent names the woman inside it. Matrescera is my word for the one who keeps her through it — an old role, newly named. My longer story is here →

For most of human history a new mother was fed, kept warm, and kept in bed while the women around her cooked and cleaned and listened. That wasn't indulgence. It was how mothers were rebuilt. We didn't outgrow needing it. We just stopped getting it.

So let me be your village.

Botanical drawing of motherwort
Leonurus cardiaca · motherwort "lion-heart" — the old herb for the mothering heart
Sixteen weeks, just you and me

What you actually get

Ninety minutes where somebody asks about you

Our first session. Your birth, your feeding, your sleep, your history, what you're eating, how you're really doing. I don't rush and I don't flinch. Most women tell me it's the first time anyone's asked.

Ten sessions — weekly at first, then every other week

Weekly for the first month, when everything is loudest. Then biweekly as things settle. We rebuild your reserves with herbs and food, sort out feeding, and make room for the rest of it — the grief, the rage, the not knowing who you are. I bring trauma work, EFT, and intuitive energy healing to this part, because postpartum was never only physical.

Herbs blended for you, mailed to your door

Not a printout of "5 Best Herbs for New Moms." Your own protocol, made for your body and your situation, adjusted as you change — tinctures, teas, and nourishing infusions that arrive in your mailbox so you don't have to source a thing.

Me, between sessions

Voxer, so you can send a message at 2 a.m. mid-feed when the question actually happens, instead of writing it on your hand and forgetting by Thursday. I answer within 24 hours, Monday to Friday.

Two SOS calls for the weeks that fall apart

Because some weeks do. Use them whenever, no explanation needed.

A proper ending

A closing session and a small ritual to mark what you've come through. You will not simply be discharged and waved off. You'll be sent onward like something happened here — because it did.

Botanical drawing of mugwort
Artemisia vulgaris · mugwort Artemis's herb — cronewort, keeper of thresholds and dreams
Who am I? And why am I here?

Hi, I'm Steph. It's nice to meet you.

Stephanie holding her newborn

I'm Stephanie Tyton — postpartum herbalist and matrescera. Certified Community Herbalist, DONA-trained birth doula, lactation educator, intuitive energy healer, and currently finishing a dual diploma in Phytotherapy and Holistic Nutrition through Pacific Rim College — with years of trauma and empowerment work behind all of it.

I've given birth to eight babies in eleven years. Two sets of twins — the first at 34 weeks, born fast and furiously, minutes after we arrived at the hospital. The second set? Born in my kitchen.

I've home birthed, I've hospital birthed. I've had waterbirths and almost delivered my daughter on the toilet. I've survived the NICU. I've lost a baby. I've had more ultrasounds than should be legal, and I definitely freebirthed my daughter at home. I've had round ligament pain so bad I could barely walk, and I've felt so elated I could have floated out the window. I've delivered a ten-pound baby and two breech babies. All of my babies were born through blood, sweat and major anxiety. I've had the very best of experiences, and I've had everything go to the deepest levels of hell you can imagine.

I've been pregnant or breastfeeding for twelve and a half years, and with my youngest born in May, I'll be nursing for years to come. I've struggled and I've cried. I've also felt like a fertility goddess, deeply in awe of what our bodies can do.

So I can help with your feeding. I can talk you through cloth diapers or babywearing if you want that too. And I can teach you to embrace your intuition — to find the way that works for you and your baby, not what some outdated study or checklist says you "should" do.

If your village isn't quite enough, I'm here to hold space for you — to witness your ascension into your mother-era, through your matrescence.

Read my longer story — on matrescence, the village we lost, and what I'm here to do about it →

Botanical drawing of raspberry leaf and fruit
Rubus idaeus · raspberry leaf the mother's oldest tonic
The money part, said plainly

No "book a call to learn more."

You're exhausted. You shouldn't have to sit through a sales call to find out what something costs.

$3,000 CAD · the full sixteen weeks · pay at once, or four monthly payments of $775

That's everything above — the intake, all ten sessions, Voxer, the SOS calls, your protocols, and your herbs. Sessions are by video, so it doesn't matter where in the world you are, only that our clocks can meet somewhere. You don't need childcare, a clean house, or real pants.

Founding rate — three spots

$1,500 for my first three clients, in exchange for honest feedback and — if the work is good to you — a testimonial. Once these are gone, the rate above applies.

And if you can't afford it

The women who need this most are often the ones with the least left over, and I'm not willing to build a practice that only serves women with money. So a portion of every full-price package pays for a community spot: sliding scale, $500–$1,200, you decide where you land, no proof, no explaining yourself, exactly the same care.

If money is the only thing in your way, just ask. If the spot's taken, I'll tell you when it opens and send you my free guide to be going on with.

How this starts

Three steps, and nobody pressures you at any of them.

i.

Fill in the form. A few questions about where you are and what you're carrying. It takes about five minutes and you can do it one-handed.

ii.

We talk for 25 minutes. Not a sales call — the price is right there on this page, so there's nothing for me to pitch you. It's so we can meet, so you can ask me anything, and so we both get a feel for it. Sixteen weeks is close quarters. It should feel right to both of us.

iii.

I email you everything that evening. If it's a yes, the booking link is in there. If it's a no, that's genuinely fine and I'll still be glad we talked. I don't do the awkward silence thing where I wait for you to decide while I'm looking at you.

Fill in the form
Things women ask me

The 2 a.m. questions

How postpartum is "postpartum"?

If you still feel like you're in it, you're in it. Most of the women I work with are somewhere between the third trimester and about eighteen months out — but honestly, if your youngest is three and nobody ever put you back together, you're exactly who I mean. Depletion doesn't check a calendar. Neither do I.

I'm still pregnant. Is it too early?

It's actually the best time, and here's why: we do your intake before the birth, so your herbs are already sitting in your cupboard when the baby comes and you're not trying to source nettles with a newborn on you. Then the sixteen weeks start whenever you're ready. Just say you're pregnant on the form and we'll sort out the timing together.

Is this therapy? Is this medical care?

Neither, and I'll be straight with you about it. I don't diagnose anything, I don't treat medical or mental health conditions, and I'm not standing in for your doctor, your midwife, or your therapist. What I do is food, herbs, feeding, and the emotional weather of all of it — alongside the people handling the clinical side. If something comes up that needs a doctor, I'll tell you plainly and help you get there. I have no ego about that, and there's no prize for toughing things out.

Do I have to be breastfeeding?

No. Breast, bottle, both, exclusively pumping, weaning, or completely done — none of it changes what your body spent growing that baby. Depletion doesn't care how you're feeding, and I'm certainly not going to have an opinion about it.

What if my house is a disaster and I look feral?

I have a house full of children. I promise you I have seen worse, and most of it was mine. Come as you are, in whatever you slept in, with whoever is climbing on you. There is nothing to tidy for me.

What if a payment doesn't go through?

Nothing dramatic happens and I don't send you an awkward email about it. Everything just pauses until it goes through, and then we pick up exactly where we left off. You'll never owe me for support you didn't get.

Do you meet in person?

Not right now — everything is by video. Which means you can be anywhere at all, you don't have to find childcare, and you never have to pack a diaper bag in order to be looked after for an hour.

I'm not in Canada. Can we still work together?

Yes. I'm in Nova Scotia, but the sessions are by video and mothers are depleted in every country — we just need to find hours that work for both our time zones, which is usually easier than it sounds when neither of us is sleeping much anyway.

The one difference is the herbs. I can only mail my formulations within Canada — customs rules on herbal products vary country to country and I won't risk your package being seized. So if you're elsewhere, you get the same protocol written out, with specific guidance on what to buy and from whom where you live. Slightly more work for you, same medicine.

What if I'm not sure I can commit to sixteen weeks?

Fair. Sixteen weeks sounds like a lot when you can't picture next Tuesday. But rebuilding a depleted body genuinely takes months, not a session or two, and the whole point is that you're not doing it alone in between. Come talk it through with me first — nobody has to decide anything on the call.