Exactly three years ago, these little twerps were being extracted from a hole sawed in myabdomen. I had marched confidently into the hospital armed with a fresh pedicure and full hair and make-up, fully prepared to triumphantly and vaginally deliver … Continue reading
Let your handsome husband talk you into a “back rub” when you know you’re ovulating. (Even though you’re of ‘advanced maternal age’ and theoretically should not be ovulating or left alone with a handsome husband) Laugh good-naturedly when your doctor … Continue reading
I have this secret that I carry around in my purse. I’ve showed it to a few close family members and have gotten some strange looks and interesting comments. It’s a little silicone “cup” that looks a little like a … Continue reading
Obsession Ever since I squeezed out my first baby in 2003, I’ve had a slightly macabre fascination with all things labor and birth. I’ve read countless stories, watched many a Youtube video (I highly recommend this as entertainment) and of … Continue reading
The girl in the shadow is not who I am. She comes around to insult me after my bundle is birthed and stalks in the shade, unwelcome. She mocks me with her muffin pants and bubble shirts, makes me do … Continue reading
Powercycle and Pity Party I had a miscarriage this week. It was the first time I’d ever experienced it and it was harder than I would have expected. You can read more about that here. It’s one of those life … Continue reading
If you’re going through a miscarriage or have found out that your baby is no longer alive, take heart. You will be okay. It will get better and you will come out stronger on the other side. Having a miscarriage … Continue reading
Originally written after the birth of my first baby in 2003. Motherhood was a mold I was pretty sure I’d fit right into. I felt it was my biological purpose and I had been taught from a young … Continue reading
