Having two kids five years apart means I’ve forgotten a lot about the newborn stage. My memories are playing tricks on me because I remember my firstborn’s first few months to be easy, relatively quiet and rather uneventful. But I’m sure that’s wrong because my second child’s habits are reawakening old buried memories of five … Continue reading All The Things I’ve Forgotten
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The Five Best Ways to Support a Friend’s Pregnancy After She’s Miscarried
Miscarriages are never easy. Whether it’s a chemical miscarriage or a late miscarriage, the pain can be equal: it’s devastating and heartbreaking. Perinatal losses aren’t talked about as much as baby loss and it’s because we have this cultural narrative ingrained in us that says, “don’t announce your pregnancy until 12 weeks” and “miscarriages are … Continue reading The Five Best Ways to Support a Friend’s Pregnancy After She’s Miscarried
Two Cents Tuesday: Sitting in the Dark
When I was a little girl, I was afraid of the dark. I had a repeated nightmare of my house catching fire and everyone perishing. I’d be running frantically through the fire, dodging falling debris trying to save my family while simultaneously trying to find a way out through smoky vision and darkness. The fire … Continue reading Two Cents Tuesday: Sitting in the Dark
Am I Worthy of Being Their Mom?
I posted a thirty week baby bump picture on my Instagram yesterday and the response I received both public and private have been overwhelming to say the least. It is an enormous relief to know that I’m not alone in my parenting fears. You see, I wanted a second baby so badly that I was … Continue reading Am I Worthy of Being Their Mom?
Is What You’re Thinking True?
Each and every one of us, in every single waking moment, are choosing our thoughts. We are choosing what we think about, what we feel, what we believe. It is a choice to think we are ugly or unworthy or undeserving of that promotion. We have chosen to make excuses to not exercise or read … Continue reading Is What You’re Thinking True?
Reclaiming our Power to Become Empowered Badass Fertility Fighters
Last Sunday I hosted my first fertility empowerment workshop. The mission: to feel empowered, educated, heard and in control. Western medicine is a beautiful thing, one that I hold in high esteem BUT I also know that western medicine isn’t the be all end all. There is a cohesion needed between mind, body and spirit … Continue reading Reclaiming our Power to Become Empowered Badass Fertility Fighters
Five Things Women Need to Know About Being Pregnant
Your lady parts become unrecognizable Boobs and Vaginas: our sacred parts. We spend years looking at and learning about and eventually knowing these beauties pretty well only to become pregnant, look down and go “WTF?” Sure, your boobs get bigger. That’s sweet. They become these soft round globes of fullness and womanly curves but … Continue reading Five Things Women Need to Know About Being Pregnant
To The Childless Mothers…
To The Childless Mothers, Mother’s Day is fast approaching and I’m sure it’s an occasion you dread. It’s a reminder of all you’ve lost, sacrificed, attempted with all your might and yet, still do not have. It’s a hard day. Many women are celebrated while the rest of you will get unacknowledged; your angel babies … Continue reading To The Childless Mothers…
33 Things I Know at 33
April is always a crazy month for me hence the lack of weekly blogs. But I turned 33 last Saturday and always enjoy sitting quietly for a few days before and after to reflect on the past year. Here's a few little nuggets I've learned: Let your kids sleep with you. They won’t want to … Continue reading 33 Things I Know at 33
My Past Doesn’t Define Me. It Inspires Me.
To say I had a good childhood would be true...until I was 12 that is. Then shit hit the fan. To protect my family who may read this and for those who know them, I'll leave it to your imagination to understand how a young girl with a bright future chose victimhood, resentment, booze, sex … Continue reading My Past Doesn’t Define Me. It Inspires Me.
