a sanctuary for maternal wellbeing

You pour into them, all day.Here, someone pours into you.

Summers Mothers is built for the mother to thrive. A place to sit with other mothers in the same season. Receive care. Be supported. Be nourished. All with your baby close by. To love this season. Not just survive it.

granite bay, placer county · opening january 2027

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Pregnant with your first? Every circle is free to you — no membership needed. Come find your village before your baby arrives.

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A village to belong to

A lounge, a tea bar, and circles where someone gets it. Monday’s Mothers Circle includes childcare.

Care for your body

Pelvic floor therapy, craniosacral, and bodywork. You lie down. For once, you are the one being held.

Classes for your mind

Two classes every day. One with your baby, one just for you.

Childcare so you can take one moment.

To sleep, journal, or meditate in the sleep room. To work in the coworking space. Your baby is close. Someone you trust has them.

Two mothers sitting together, each holding her baby, laughing in warm light

connected and supported

Moms need Moms.

For most of history, a new mother was never left by herself. Women gathered around her. They cooked. They cleaned the house. They sat with her and offered advice. Somewhere in the last two generations, that circle quietly disappeared. Doing it all by yourself became the thing we started calling normal.

It was never meant to be this way. The women here already know. They too are going through the same season. The sleepless nights. The touched out feeling. Here you don't have to explain anything.

Come as you are. No filter. We expect you that way.

A mother calm and present with her child

calm nervous system

When she is regulated, they are regulated.

When you walk into a room calm and full, the whole house shifts. When you are depleted and running on nothing, it shows on everyone.

The behavior problems. The clinginess. The hard days that feel endless. They often aren't about the child. They are about a mother whose nervous system has been in survival mode for too long.

A mother who is rested, resourced, and connected creates safety in her children that nothing else can replicate. They regulate because she does. They settle because she is settled.

This is not self-indulgence. This is the highest-leverage thing a family can do.

purpose

You love them more than you knew you could love anything.

And some days, if you're honest, you're a little bored. Not of your baby, but the lack of mental stimulation.

You miss the learning and achieving at work. The ambitious, curious part of yourself. Because somehow the small talk at story time isn't cutting it. You still want to learn and grow. We have a spot for that.

Classes, workshops and circles built for the mother who wants to learn all there is on matrescence.

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A mother holding her child close, tender and exhausted

physical health

Your body has not been your own for a long time.

Every hour, someone needs something from it. Nursing. Carrying. Holding. You are the one who never gets to put them down.

You love giving it. And it is depleting in a way that is hard to say out loud, because the person taking is the person you love most in the world. You don’t need a vacation. You need an hour where someone takes care of you. Your body. Your nervous system.

For once, you are the one being held.

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restoration

Slow enough to be here.

Motherhood is the slowest work there is, and yet we're always running through it.

You're the one who remembers everything. The appointments, the milestones, the size they've already outgrown, the thing that has to happen tomorrow. You're the default parent, always on call, the one nobody thinks to relieve. For a few hours here, you're not.

When you're filled, fed, rested, held, something loosens. Your shoulders drop. You stop bracing. You're actually here for the giggle, the new sound, the weight of them finally asleep against you.

Because the fear underneath all of it was never that you're a bad mother. It's that one day you won't remember the smell of their hair, because you were too busy, too tired, too far away to breathe them in.

A mother with her eyes closed, breathing in her child as she holds them close

This is a place built to give you the season back.

what's inside

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Daily Drinks and Snacks

Something nourishing is waiting when you walk in. Mineral teas blended for the nursing mother. Seasonal snacks and energy bites designed for maternal wellbeing and breastfeeding support. You didn't have to think about it. We did that part.

Daily Classes and Circles

Other women in the same season. Same tired. Same love. Same questions. You sit down and someone says me too. Nutrition, movement, the nervous system, belonging. You remember you are not the only one.

Monday's Mothers Circle includes childcare.

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The Lounge and Kids' Space

You sit down. Really sit down. The kids are right there and someone else has them for a minute. Your shoulders drop. You exhale. You didn't realize you were holding your breath.

The Care Room

Your child is with someone who knows their name. Their things. How they like to be held. You can actually let go.

The Practitioner Room

You lie down. Someone takes care of you. Your body. Your nervous system. For once, you are the one being held.

The Quiet Room

You close the door. It is the first door that has been yours all week. Sleep. Work. Cry. Sit still. No one needs anything from you in here.

The Coworking Area

You still have work. Bring it. A counter, a cup of tea, fast wifi. The kids' area right there with you. You get it done. They are close enough to see.

We asked mothers across Placer County what they were missing.

This is what they told us.

I just want somewhere to go during the day where I’m not alone with my baby.

— Riley

Before I had a baby, I didn’t realize how important help and support are. It’s not a luxury. It’s a necessity — actually evolutionary, to our survival.

— Beka, single mother

I’m new to the area and have been trying to build a community. I have a village, it’s just not local. I would love a place to go to connect with other moms.

— Shadera, Newcastle

I was the first in my friend group to have a baby and I just felt like I wasn’t doing it right. Having a community with classes would be so helpful for the validation that all us moms need.

— Sydney, Lincoln

So we built exactly that.

membership

Four ways to belong. Starting at $155 a month.

One membership, for the mother. The child comes with her. Opening January 2027 in Granite Bay.

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our story

Built from grief, love, and a calling that wouldn't leave.

Leslie Summers holding her granddaughter Summer at sunset

my mother, holding summer

Summers Mothers is named for two women: Summers, my mother's maiden name, and Summer, my daughter. My mother died just before Summer's first birthday, barely a year after she was born. The deepest love and the deepest grief, in the same season. My mom told me often that her only real regret was not staying home with us when we were small. She wanted to. She didn't feel like she could.

This place is, in part, my answer to her. A place so that staying close to your children isn't an isolated sentence, so that the next generation of women can choose presence and have the village they need to do it.

Kailey

Integrative Infant Sleep Practitioner, trained through Goodnight Moon Child

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before the doors open

Join the waitlist.

We open in January 2027. The waitlist is $35, credited in full to your first month, and fully refundable should you choose to not join.

This place is small. We're capped at 150 members because that's what the space holds.

join the waitlist $35

credited to your membership · fully refundable