MATRESCENCE COACHING + YOGA + MOTHERHOOD SUPPORT
YOUR FAITHFUL
COMPANION IN
MATRESCENCE
I’m Maddie Adams — also known as Mom Dog.
I’m a matrescence coach, yoga teacher, writer, mother, and ally for moms everywhere.
LONG STORY, SHORT:
I was an achiever. A doer. A competitive, hard-working, type-A strong girl who wanted to attain greatness — and believed I could.
My friends called me Mad Dog.
Then motherhood hit, and I became Mom Dog.
At first it was a funny rebrand of my long beloved nickname. But as I later realized, it was more profound than that.
As a mom, I was someone new. I wasn’t Mad Dog anymore — I had changed.
And I was having a hard time accepting that.
SHORT STORY, LONG:
I had a clear vision of my future as a mom. Yet when I suddenly wound up pregnant (after literally trying to get pregnant) my vision blurred. During those nine months of gestation, I felt sad, angry and ashamed.
Motherhood wasn’t much better. I loved my daughter, but often felt bored and anxious. I thought being a mother would fill me up — and in some ways it did — but it also left me feeling depleted.
I wanted to be good: a nurturing, content, and ever-present caretaker. And I wanted to be me: creative, independent and “successful.” I just couldn’t figure out how to balance my purpose in motherhood with my purpose outside of it.
I didn’t want to stop marketing, writing, teaching, and creating. I had worked so hard to get where I was — and feared judgement for “throwing away” my career. Yet, I feared similar judgement for “neglecting” my children. I feared my dedication to purposes outside of motherhood made me bad. Shameful.
So I just went harder. To assuage my own guilt in both arenas, I committed to more work and more mothering. In addition to starting a podcast and writing a book, I also cooked, cleaned, crafted, played, read, bathed, baked, shopped, soothed, and burned myself out.
After just three years and two babies, I completely shut down. Therapy was no longer helping, that awful psychiatrist just made me feel worse, and even Dr. Google was stumped by my malaise.
After closing my business, shelving my writing, shutting down the podcast, and taking a break from teaching yoga, I decided to hire a career coach. She introduced me to the word “matrescence” – and in so doing, changed my life.
Through my subsequent study and understanding of matrescence, I was not only able to understand my struggles in motherhood, but discover who I truly am.
As a matrescence coach, I support moms as they name and normalize the cacophony of motherhood.
DON’T GET MAD, DOG.
GET MOM DOG.
Once I understood matrescence, I understood myself. I wasn’t bad. I was going through something: a transformation that was deep, and profound, and quite similar to the one I’d gone through some twenty years prior.
Like my fourteen-year-old self once swamped in the overwhelm of adolescence, I felt similarly chaotic and uncertain in my matrescence. I was striving for a perfect future but clueless about how to get there. I was floundering — and generally freaking the fuck out.
With that kernel of illumination — matrescence! — and the immense relief and clarity that washed over me, I dove in head-first. I trained to become a Mama Rising facilitator, spent time honing my skills as a coach and worked my ass off to become the kind of support I wished I had had in my early days as a mom: someone who could hold real, grounded, non-judgmental space for the truth of this transformation.
Contrary to the narrative on social media, motherhood doesn’t have to be something you merely survive. It’s an invitation to discover your truest self.
Just like I did — and just like you could, when we work together.
Being a mother is about more than raising children. It’s about raising ourselves.
WHY TRUST ME TO SUPPORT YOU?
Fair question.
I'm an ICF certified coach and Mama Rising facilitator, which means I've been formally trained to guide mothers through matrescence with care and competence. But I’ve got more than just a credential.
For years, I ran my own content marketing business, in which I listened to clients describe their businesses, read between the lines of what they said, and asked the questions that needed to be asked to uncover the real story. That skill translates directly to coaching: I know how to listen critically, dig deeper than surface-level answers, and help you find the truth that's been sitting there all along.
I've also been teaching yoga since 2013, and I'm currently training for my pre- and post-natal certification. In that time, I've learned how to hold space, make people feel seen, and witness the kind of transformation that happens when you connect with your body and breath. I bring that same grounded, embodied approach to my coaching — because I believe this work isn't just about thinking differently; it's about feeling your way back to yourself.
And honestly? I've always been the friend people come to when they need someone to just listen. Not to fix, not to judge, just to receive them exactly as they are.
That's what I do best, and that's what I bring to every session.
THIS IS ME.
I’m Mommy to a redheaded girlie, Mom to a doe-eyed boy, and Honey to a butcher-turned-solar-man. I’m a real estate junkie, a chef in my dreams, and a full-fledged neat-freak. I’m also a native Nashvillian, a songwriter’s daughter, and a long-time karaoke queen.
I love super crusty sourdough, chilled red wine, audio books read by Australian narrators, paperbacks instead of Kindles, strong coffee, and anything active — especially tennis, yoga, cycling, running, hiking, or lifting heavy weights.
Contrarily, I hate being late. And I despise sardines — no, really. Despise. Anchovies are fine though.
While my walk through motherhood hasn’t been what I always imagined, I’m endlessly thankful for the path on which my two knock-out children have led me. They’ve brought more richness to my life than I ever dreamed possible, and are the entire reason I’ve made my way here to Mom Dog.
Woof! What a ride.
Because I’m more than just Mom Dog.
In recent years, the word “coach” has become a bit loaded, thanks to TikTok and Instagram’s endless parade of life gurus. If it gives you the ick, know this: me too. Instead of a “coach,” you could think of me as your matrescence doula, guide, companion, sherpa, or squire. (Okay, maybe not squire - this isn’t medieval fucking England) The name doesn’t actually matter. What matters is this: I’m here to walk the path of motherhood with you.
Through thoughtful questioning and deep presence, I support women as they navigate the emotional, psychological, and spiritual shifts of motherhood, empowering them to embrace their evolving sense of self and discover their own answers along the way.
Hopefully that sounds a little more palatable to you :)
the elephant in the room…
THREE WAYS TO WORK WITH ME
A LOYAL COMPANION
FOR MOMS IN TRANSITION
Mom Dog meets you where you are — often disoriented, often pissed, often deeply in love and deeply unsure — and walks alongside you as you piece yourself back together.
This isn’t about becoming a perfect parent. And it isn’t about getting your old life back, either.
It’s about staying connected to your whole self in a season that demands everything of you. It’s about laughing at the chaos, naming the grief, and rediscovering your creative spark before it burns out entirely.
Most of all, it’s about learning how to parent yourself; how to raise you to become the mom and woman you deeply desire.
Let’s get it started.
Book a free introduction call and take The First Step towards unleashing the mother you’re meant to be.
“Spiritual growth is like childbirth: you dilate, then you contract; then you dilate more, and contract again. As painful as it feels, it’s the necessary rhythm for reaching the ultimate goal: total openness.”
— Marianne Williamson