Birth is such a messy, hard, glorious miracle. There are no words that can capture the pain and joy experienced. Each birth is unpredictable and unique. No birth is greater than another. It’s been four months and I’m not over her birth. I don’t expect to be over it in 4 more months, 4 years or by the time she has kids. It is the … Read More Kensington’s Birth Story
Birth is an intimate thing – if not THE most intimate thing. It’s the same body parts, same noises, same hormones used for sex. Your life will be forever changed by the process and the result of this chain of events. When I got pregnant, I knew some of these things. I assumed I’d be spread eagle on a bed surrounded by very few … Read More 3 Strangers Who Changed My Birth
I started writing this blog after the birth of our daughter, Kensington. The birth of my motherhood. It’s a day I can not wait to write about. But before I write about that day, I feel like I have to preface it. Which is a shame, but it is what it is. This might get a little feisty.
This week has been rough. To start, I returned to work after maternity leave (a reason enough to write off a whole week as being rough). In addition, my child gave a whole new definition to the term “blow out” at the doctor’s office (If you follow me on Instagram, you saw the war zone; my pants, the table, the doctor – no one … Read More Some Weeks Reek
You know how it goes: get pregnant, get advice. Bad advice, outdated advice, weird advice. You MUST know how to swaddle well. My baby acts like you are wrapping her in thorns. Never been swaddled a day in her life. Make sure you read to her for an hour a day. Her whole library takes approximately 8 minutes to read. Now what?