Why this exists
The living archive of motherhood.
There is a version of motherhood that gets documented — the milestones, the gratitude, the pivot to purpose. And then there is everything else.
A note from Anne B
Chief Moms began because I was looking for somewhere like it — and it didn't exist. I needed a place to process. To give voice to lived experience. To say my truth out loud, almost in order to make it real.
I quickly discovered other women were missing the same thing.
For moms in their voice note era.
The record
What never made it into the story.
The parts that happened before the story was simplified. The versions of yourself you can barely name.
Chief Moms exists to hold what never made it into the story. To keep the record on mothers' terms. In their own language. Whenever they are ready to tell it.
You will recognize yourself here.
The ritual
Walking invites self-reflection.
When the body moves, the emotional charge of difficult memories softens. The words come looser. Less guarded.
Chief Moms is built around that. Record what you want to say while you're walking — while it is still unguarded. Transcribe it. Shape it. Publish it. Then read it back.
The moment you read it back, it becomes something else. It moves from inside you to something you can see.
The word we hear most often is cathartic.
Record
Walk. Talk. Say the thing you've been carrying. Voice notes feel connected because they embrace the imperfect.
Shape
Transcribe it. Soft editing that protects your voice — it does not overwrite experience.
Publish
Under your name, a pen name, or anonymously. All are held equally here.
Read it back
It moves from inside you to something you can see. That's the shift.
Editorial standards
How stories are held.
Contributors do not need polished language to be published here. They need only to have lived it.
Editing protects voice — it does not overwrite experience. Context, sequence, and specificity are preserved.
The archive favors the particular over the universal. The exact detail over the tidy conclusion.
It is built to scale with coherence — without flattening the lived experience of a single story.
What we refuse
Not a feed. Not a wellness brand. Not a trend cycle.
Not this
A place to perform motherhood.
Not this
Advice you didn't ask for.
Not this
Likes, comments, or unsolicited wisdom.
The goal is not to impress. The goal is to hold what is true, as it was lived. There are very few places left in the world that just listen. Chief Moms is one of them.
A place to come home, and be you, just you.
What we believe
We believe the hardest moments deserve the most careful words.
We believe one sentence is enough to start.
We believe motherhood changes who you are — whether anyone names it or not.
We believe the story has a way of telling itself.
We believe in the tap. In passing it forward.
We believe in the chorus.
Our founding voice
She built the place she needed most.
Chief Moms began in a hospital corridor at Dartmouth Hitchcock, where Anne Hatfield spent days she didn't have words for yet. She was looking for somewhere to put what she was carrying — and it didn't exist.
She started building it anyway.
What's funny is that this is the first thing she has ever built or grown that she's not focused on monetizing. And it's the one she cares about most.
Not just from sharing her own stories, but from holding space for yours. From watching the archive take form. From going to bed every night grateful she had the courage to start it.
Read her founder story hereAnne is a writer and executive who lives in Austin, Texas with her husband Jonny and their two children, Milly and Ernie. She writes here under the name Anne B.
Your archive within ours
Every contributor builds her own archive within ours.
Her stories live together, under her name, accumulating over time. This is not a single submission. It is a place to keep returning.
Some women choose to be known. Some choose privacy. Both are held here. What matters is that the story is yours to tell — in the way that feels safest, and most true.
"No place welcomed women to share stories, told in her own words, with radical candor. Until now."
— Anne B, Founder
You've been tapped
Tell it how it feels.
I've shared mine. Now I pass it to you.