Four months pregnant in August 2023, Heather Hornberger turned herself in for violating probation on a years-old drug possession charge, knowing what awaits expecting mothers in prison.

After the labor, after the first skin-to-skin contact, after the first cry, a mother would have to hand over their newborn to someone — on the outside. Maybe a grandparent, or a friend, or foster care. It could happen within hours. Sometimes days. Then, they’d return to their cell, arms empty and a body ready to feed a child no longer there.

Heather’s arrival at the Indiana Women’s Prison meant she’d have a chance at a fate different from the majority of incarcerated pregnant women: a specialized unit where she and other incarcerated people could raise their newborns.

She was 35 years old, fighting for sobriety and starting her fifth incarceration since she was 18 — each one shaped, in some way, by addiction. She already had three older children, and knew the harm her previous stints on the inside inflicted on them — the ache of missed birthdays, first words and bedtime routines, and the hopelessness the separation conjured in her.

In the Breann Leath Maternal Child Health Unit, Heather was determined not to repeat the past. In late 2023, her little girl arrived. Heather named her Innocence.

“With Innocence, I held onto hope,” she said. “You’re not losing all hope like you do every other time (on the inside).”

I met Heather as she neared the end of her pregnancy, when I first began documenting the nursery program at Leath, and continued following her through the final months of pregnancy, through raising Innocence inside prison alongside a group of other women tending to their newborns, her eventual release, and later, Innocence’s second birthday.

Her story offers an intimate look at resilience, family, and the challenges of rebuilding life after incarceration.

A photo shows a pregnant White woman with blond hair wearing a prison uniform, sitting and talking on the phone.
Heather talks on the phone while eight months pregnant.

Addiction and survival

Heather’s life has been shaped by cycles of addiction and incarceration since her late teens. Xanax led to pain pills, which led to heroin. Each sentence behind bars pulled her further from her children — entire chapters of their lives she can’t get back.

Her oldest son, Braxton, was three years old when she began getting into serious trouble. Ariel, her daughter, was just a year old when Heather went to prison for the first time. She remembers calling home and hearing her children cry on the phone. “I want you, Mommy,” they told her. Heather cried every day.

“And I couldn’t be there,” she said.

For years, separation defined her experience of prison. When she was inside without her children, she learned to numb herself to survive. “When you’re in there alone, it’s so hard to think about your home life,” she said. “It’s hard to do time and think about what they’re doing at home when you’re separated from your kids for so long.”

That sense of hopelessness is common for incarcerated parents. Across the U.S., most incarcerated mothers are separated from their children, often with limited visitation and little support for reunification. Supporters argue that prison nurseries help preserve maternal bonds, reduce foster care placements, and lower recidivism. Critics raise concerns about infant development in carceral settings and inconsistent standards across states.

Heather experienced that difference firsthand. “I was over looking over my shoulder and being high all the time. I’d lost so much. And I had so much to live for,” she said.

This time, she didn’t push motherhood out of her mind — she lived it, every day, inside prison walls. “It’s made a real difference with Innocence,” she said. “I had all the same responsibilities from day one, even in prison. It’s not something I put in the back of my mind.”

The prison nursery

Across the United States, fewer than a dozen states operate prison nursery programs that allow incarcerated mothers to live with their babies, typically for 12 to 30 months. These programs are often limited to women convicted of nonviolent offenses and require participants to comply with strict rules around parenting, behavior and sobriety.

Indiana’s program allows eligible mothers to keep their babies with them while receiving parenting education, substance use treatment, and mental health services.

A photo shows toys and children’s bikes on the grass in front of a barbed wire fence and a brick prison building.
Toys outside the Leath unit, a nursery program at the Indiana Women’s Prison in Indianapolis.

Inside the unit, the environment reflects both the structure of the prison and the presence of infants. The usual sounds of correctional life — metal doors, overhead announcements, the movement of officers — are still there, but they are layered with the noise of babies crying, mothers speaking softly, and the routines of feeding and care.

A photo shows a White woman with blond hair in a gray prison uniform feeding a blond baby held by another woman. They are sitting at a table with other women in a prison cafeteria.
Heather, eight months pregnant with her daughter, feeds another mother’s child. Mothers at the Leath unit receive parenting education and other services.

The air carries a mix of cleaning products and the everyday materials of childcare.

A White woman holding a baby stands in a doorway while looking toward another woman with a baby across the hallway.
Heather talks to another mother in the Leath unit.

Mothers move through a tightly regulated schedule while tending to their children, balancing the demands of incarceration with the constant responsibilities of parenting.

A close-up photo shows a White woman’s hand with a flower tattoo supporting a baby’s head.
Heather holds her 5-month-old daughter, Innocence, in May 2024 at the Indiana Women’s Prison.

Those first months with Innocence marked a turning point. “My focus at IWP was being a mom,” she said. “It’s made it easier to get my focus back on not only being a mom for her, but my other kids too.”

A close-up photo shows a White woman’s hand holding a worksheet that reads “COMPLIMENT YOURSELF” at the top. The name “Heather” is handwritten in the top left corner of the page. The worksheet shows a list of five handwritten compliments, like, “She is an amazing mom.”
Heather shows a worksheet from her time learning from Mothers on the Rise, an educational program for parents at the Indiana Women’s Prison.
A piece of art with Innocence’s footprint hangs on the wall of Heather’s room in prison.
A piece of art with Innocence’s footprint hangs on the wall of Heather’s room in prison.

Heather named her daughter after a moment that felt like grace. “We were throwing names out there,” she said, remembering a telephone conversation with Innocence’s father, who was incarcerated at another prison in Indiana. “He said ‘Innocence’ and then went on to say something else, and I was like — wait, go back. That’s it right there.” The name felt right.

Heather kept a journal for Innocence and her milestones. On Jan. 17, 2025, she wrote: “Innocence cried real tears for the first time.”
Heather kept a journal for Innocence and her milestones. On Jan. 17, 2025, she wrote: “Innocence cried real tears for the first time.”

“She is the most innocent thing out of the whole situation,” she said.

A photo of a White woman with blond hair holding her daughter up while on the phone in a prison unit. Above her is a plaque in memory of Officer Breann Leath.
Heather shares a moment with 4-month-old Innocence in the Leath unit.

The day Heather and Innocence were released was joyful and terrifying all at once. Heather’s parents and oldest son arrived early, waiting outside. She felt like the day dragged on forever as she completed all the paperwork and waited for her turn to leave.

On the outside, Innocence cried in the car seat as they made their way to Denny’s, overwhelmed by everything new — the sounds, the space, the world beyond fences and barbed wire. “You go from being in one building all the time,” Heather said, “and everything is just new to her.”

A photo of a White woman on a porch with her eyes closed while facing the sun.
Heather gets some fresh air outside her apartment in January 2026. “It’s made a real difference with Innocence,” she said. “I had all the same responsibilities from day one, even in prison. It’s not something I put in the back of my mind.”

Life after

Today, Heather works a factory job from 6 a.m. to 2:30 p.m., dropping Innocence off with a babysitter before dawn. She’s stayed sober. She limits her social media, blocked old numbers and keeps her world small by design. “You can never get too confident in your recovery,” she said. “That’s when people mess up.”

She manages anxiety carefully, even turning down medications that could put her at risk. “I’m not going to take meds that’s going to cause me another addiction,” she said.

Her older children are still healing. One son has seen her overdose. Others struggle with anger and confusion. “They still have negative feelings they’re dealing with,” she said. “And I have to help them heal from that.”

A photo of a White woman holding a crying baby girl while sitting at a kitchen table.
Heather Hornberger sits with her daughter, Innocence, and her son, Braxton, at her mother’s home in Rushville, Ind., in May 2025.

That’s why Innocence’s presence mattered so much. “If I didn’t have Innocence in there, I was still going to have that same mentality — just to focus on me,” she said. “All my kids are my saving grace. But Innocence being in there with me saved me.”

A photo of a White woman sitting outside and playing with a remote-controlled car with her daughter.
Heather and Innocence play with a remote-controlled car in Rushville, Ind.

Heather knows not every incarcerated parent is ready — or able — to change. “But I was ready. And the program pushed me in the right direction,” she said. She doesn’t pretend the nursery program alone fixes addiction. “It’s an individual thing,” she said. “You have to want it bad enough.”

A photo of a White woman looking at her 2-year-old daughter while her son watches.
Heather with her family at their apartment in Greensburg, Ind.
A photo of a White toddler in a pink outfit walking a toy cat and a toy unicorn.
Innocence, now 2, plays with her toys.

What she wishes is simple. “Kids are a big issue for women and men in prison,” she said. “You take people’s kids from them, and you make it really hard for people to want to stay focused.” She paused. “Just because you’re a drug addict doesn’t mean you’re a piece-of-shit mom.”

Heather chose her daughter’s name before she knew how much it would come to mean. In prison, that name became a promise she tried to live up to — one diaper, one feeding, one night holding her daughter at a time.

While holding a toddler, a White woman with brown hair lights a birthday candle on a cake with cartoon dog characters.
Heather lights candles on a Bluey-themed cake to celebrate Innocence’s second birthday.

“I want her to have the world,” Heather said. “I want her to have everything I didn’t.”

A photo of a White woman sitting on the floor while smiling and hugging her two children.
Heather with two of her children, Ashton, left, and Innocence, right.

For the first time in her life, hope wasn’t something she was trying to survive without. It was something she was raising in her arms.

This article was written and photographed by The Marshall Project reporter Maddie McGarvey.

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