what we can learn from #aprilthegiraffe

I tuned into the live feed of April, the expecting giraffe, out of curiosity¬†over a week ago. It really worked as a distraction from writing in here, plus I kept reading "breaking news" about it. I searched through the Facebook and once the stream was set-up, found myself somehow calmed by April's presence. She's just… Continue reading what we can learn from #aprilthegiraffe

my valentine day vbac birth story

In celebration of my daughter's second birthday, I am sharing her birth story. Birth stories are among my favorite blog posts to read, as each birth is unique. I plan to share my other two kid's birth stories near their birthdays this year as well. Two years ago, I found myself on my back with… Continue reading my valentine day vbac birth story

motherhood calling

I was in the zone forty minutes into an "overtime" hour-long workout at the gym. It was my favorite instructor, Amanda, my gym woman-crush (and based on the over packed¬†class, I am not alone in admiring her) and after the day before's dancing extravaganza it was my happy place. I don't really ask for much… Continue reading motherhood calling

tales of breastfeeding in, *gasp*, public

I breastfeed H on demand. Sometimes H wants to eat every two hours, sometimes every three or four. He'll take his time on the boob on occasion, but generally, it's less than ten minutes. Any woman who's breastfed knows you are on-call 24/7 to your baby, but your breasts also grow minds of their own.… Continue reading tales of breastfeeding in, *gasp*, public

the art of holding one’s tongue (or fingers)

I am a member of many "Birth Month" Mom Groups - groups made up entirely of women expecting a baby the same month you are. Groups vary in size; most of the ones I'm a part of have about a hundred or so other women in them. They are often secret so they stay private.… Continue reading the art of holding one’s tongue (or fingers)