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Honoring the practice of rest, CMW will be on a fall hiatus until January 2021. We will respond to any blog submissions at that time.

The Chicana M(other)work Blog is accepting submissions that discuss, share, and challenge the experiences of mothers, parents, other-mothers, hijxs, and teachers through an intersectional lens (race, class, gender, sexuality, ability, etc). We are especially interested in publishing testimonios by self-identified Chicana and Women of Color Mother-scholars (cis and trans), gender non-conforming and non-binary people of color, as well as allies who center mothering as an act of transformative labor within and beyond academia.


To be considered, please submit an original unpublished (including print and online publications) manuscript of 700-1500 words, a title, and a 150-word biography in Microsoft Word. Please also include a high resolution photo as a jpeg file, which will complement your published work. We also accept anonymous submissions. Submissions should be sent to:


Unfortunately, we cannot offer compensation for publication because we are a grassroots collective. Likewise, because we are a volunteer collective, please allow one-month from your date of submission for us to get back to you. We look forward to reading your testimonios!


Should your work be accepted for publication elsewhere in the future, we ask that you please provide visible credit as site of initial publication to The Chicana M(other)work Blog or a link to our page.

Recent Posts

Lessons in Research: Redefining My Place as a Mother-Scholar in The Academy

Corazón Lleno watercolor Ruby Osoria, 2018 My painting attempts to illustrate the love, connection, and ever-growing bond of a mother and her daughter. I kept going back to this image as I interviewed the mothers who were part of my thesis and who spoke about the influential mother figure in their lives. They remembered the love, guidance, strength, pain, and challenges their mothers endured and used their experience to guide their own m(other)ing. As undocumented Mexican immigrant women, some of the mujeres have spent a decade without seeing their own mothers, a sacrifice made para sus hij@s. While it is a love and a bond that transcends borders and walls, it is a love that is entangled in

On Our Path, Me and my Libby

I was 18 and a first-year student in college when I found out I was pregnant. I was 19 and just beginning my second year when my daughter, Olivia Isabel, was born. She and I joke that she has as many college degrees as I do, because she was there for pretty much the entire journey, BA-PhD. My Libby and me on our path. In preparation for her September birth, and during the transition from my second to third trimester, I made sure to rack up as many credits as possible through summer session courses, which meant I was going to school in the intense Arizona summer heat (temps of 110 Fahrenheit and above!). It was a gross sweaty time to be pregnant. At about week 28 of my pregnancy, I remember g

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