"Though she is a listener before she is a talker, Maura is full of stories! From her stints in France and at Heifer International, to her many experiences around the US, to her career journey, you will find a woman who isn't afraid to live life. But above all, you will find a woman who is willing to laugh, to share, and to enter into vulnerable moments with humanity".  

cassidy Says:

the passage of time and the brevity of life

Things that keep me up at night:

mercy, solitude, gentleness, levity, comfort

personal values:

"The only normal people are the ones you don’t know very well"
- Alfred Adler 

Favorite Quote: 

My Role at Expecting Well: Co-founder and mental health provider. I seek to engage in meaningful and transformative therapeutic relationships with my clients. By actively listening and thoughtfully reflecting, we'll customize a treatment plan tailored specifically to you and your needs. While my primary focus is medication management, I'm patient-centered and solution-focused, and often times, the best treatment plan involves more than just a med change. Together we'll explore the big picture and look at your goals, strengths, and barriers to living your best life.

When I became a mother at the age of 35, I was not prepared for the tidal wave of insecurity that, like breastmilk, came in hard, hot, and fast. I had taken the classes and read all the books, but I was baffled by the sheer impossibility of the job. The absurdity of self-sacrifice and sleeplessness, the one-sidedness of it all, the loss of self, or at least the self I had known for the past 35 years. Who am I? Who is this? And what just happened? Motherhood upended my reality and in some ways vanquished me: I can never master this, I remember thinking morosely. My friend Julie, a mother herself, told me early on “you don’t have to be a perfect mother, you just need to be a good enough mother”. I was horrified, and if we’re being honest, that quote still kind of makes me sick.

But ten years later, I have to say, it tracks: The birth of my child was quite literally the death of my perfectionism (or at least my illusion of perfection and delusion of control). Birth and death. Grief and longing. Hope and despair. Truth. Fear. Beauty. Wonder. Meaning. There’s room for it all in this garden of human experience. Let’s write some stories.