About

the

Founder

My name is Danielle, but I go by Dannie.

I am a mother, a woman in constant becoming, and the heart behind Let’s Raise These Kids.

I did not arrive at parenting with a rulebook or a picture-perfect plan. I arrived with history. With questions. With wounds I didn’t yet have language for. I arrived knowing one thing for sure. I wanted to do better than what I was given, even when I didn’t fully know what “better” looked like yet.

I was raised by strong women who stepped in when my parents could not. Women who provided shelter, structure, and survival. And while I am deeply grateful for the ways they showed up, there were still gaps. Emotional gaps. Explanations that never came. Feelings that went unnamed. Needs that were quiet but constant. I grew up learning how to endure, not always how to express.

Those early experiences shaped how I loved, how I attached, and how I moved through relationships for many years. I was not reckless with my life, but I was searching for reassurance in places that could never hold it. I wanted to feel chosen. I wanted to feel safe. I wanted to feel worthy of staying.

Becoming a mother changed everything.

It didn’t make me perfect. It made me honest.

Motherhood brought my unhealed parts to the surface. It showed me where I rushed to control, where I shut down, where I gave too much, and where I expected too little. It also showed me my strength, my softness, and my deep capacity to reflect instead of repeat.

Let’s Raise These Kids was born from that space.

This work is not about parenting hacks or polished performances. It is about the internal work that happens before the reaction. The pause before the pattern. The moment you realize your child is not the problem, but the invitation.

I believe parenting starts long before children are born. It starts in our stories. In our nervous systems. In the ways we learned to cope, protect, and survive. When those patterns go unexamined, they get passed down. When they are acknowledged, they can be transformed.

I am not here as an expert standing above anyone. I am here as a woman walking beside other parents, especially those who are tired of pretending they are fine when they are overwhelmed, overstimulated, and carrying more than they were ever taught how to hold.

I care deeply about the well-being of parents, because children feel what we carry. I care about slowing down reactions, softening homes, and raising children who feel emotionally safe, not just managed. I care about breaking cycles without shaming the people who survived them.

Everything I create is rooted in one belief. When parents heal, children do not have to carry what was never theirs.

This space exists for reflection, regulation, honesty, and growth. It exists for parents who want to be intentional, not just functional. For those who are learning how to show up with more awareness, more patience, and more peace than they were ever shown.

I am Danielle. I go by Dannie.
And I am raising my child while raising myself, with intention, integrity, and a deep respect for the work it takes to do this differently.

Mission

My mission is to empower parents to heal and raise their own inner child so they can show up whole, aligned, and intentional for the children they’re raising today. Transformation begins within — restoring balance to the heart, releasing generational patterns, and tending to the parts of ourselves that were once overlooked or misunderstood.

When we nurture our inner child, we shift our energy, raise our vibration, and create space for deeper love, peace, and connection in our homes. For me, that higher Source is God. For you, it may be Spirit, the Universe, or your own inner truth — but the call is the same: to heal so we can raise our children differently.

Vision

I envision a world where parents have done the deep, inner work of healing — reclaiming joy, embracing self-worth, and nurturing their inner child — so they can model wholeness for the next generation.

When we learn to raise ourselves well — emotionally, spiritually, and energetically — we naturally raise children who are confident, compassionate, and anchored in truth. This is how we shift our homes, transform our communities, and change the legacy our children will inherit.

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Let’s Raise These Kids isn’t just a brand — it’s a movement. Born from my own experiences of longing, healing, and transformation, LRTK exists to remind parents that how we raise ourselves is how we raise our children. My story may be the seed, but the vision is bigger than me: it’s about breaking cycles, creating peace, and building a new legacy for the generations to come.

Before:::

Born Into Disadvantage

Before I even took my first breath, life placed me at a disadvantage. My mother made the choice to have me, though my father was married with a family of his own. I am grateful to God for my existence — my life is a blessing. But the truth is, the decision to bring me into that situation was not made with my wholeness in mind.

From the beginning, I was destined to only ever get pieces of my father. His love was inconsistent, his presence infrequent, because he had a ready-made family that already claimed most of him. My mother’s choice, though it gave me life, also gave me a childhood marked by instability, broken promises, and a constant search for belonging. I grew up navigating her drug addiction, the absence of her love, and the ache of not having my parents around in the ways I needed most. It was lack. It was fear. It was survival.

Breaking:::

When Motherhood Met Heartbreak

Years later, when I became a mother myself, everything shifted. The moment I held my son, I knew I could not raise him from the same brokenness I had been raised in. His birth was my awakening.

But my true transformation was propelled by heartbreak. I became a single mother and had to face the pain of watching the man I had a child with build a life with another woman and her son. That wound cut deeply. It forced me to heal while I was still broken, to grieve while showing up every day for my baby.

I cried. I prayed. I learned what self-love really meant. I fell deeper into God’s arms and began to understand that healing isn’t clean or linear — it’s messy, layered, and sacred.

Becoming:::

Better, Not Bitter

Through all of it, I refused to let pain harden me. I never became bitter. I became better.

Motherhood didn’t just change me — it saved me. It forced me to release old patterns, to break generational cycles, and to build the life and love I had always longed for, first within myself.

This is the heartbeat of Let’s Raise These Kids. I know firsthand that when we choose to heal, even through brokenness, we create homes filled with peace, intention, and unconditional love. We raise our children differently. We raise ourselves differently. And in doing so, we shift the legacy they will inherit.

heal the parent. raise the child. shift the legacy.