I know that I’m a stronger adult and a better communicator because of experiences like these. I can politely interact with a variety of people, communicate my needs or wants, speak up if something is wrong, and ask the right questions to get information. I want our children to one day have these same skills.
When I had to get out of the tub, I was given a choice: to have my amniotic sac artificially ruptured, or to continue on dilated at seven and a half centimeters. I didn’t know what to do. My birthing plan was known to all in the room. This was not a part of the […]
My affair with food was almost all I thought about. Food was my best friend and my worst enemy.
Perhaps snuggling with your spouse doesn’t soothe you like it used to, or watching your kiddos play doesn’t bring the same smile to your face as it once did. Feelings that appear to have disappeared (though there’s no reason for them to have done so) could be a sign that you’re feeling the funk.
That first week I ended up spending anywhere from 60-90 minutes laying with my son, playing dead like a possum until he finally passed out and I quietly snuck out of his room. Not sustainable.
Is anyone else feeling antsy and like it’s time to get the kids out of the house? There’s something for every member of your household happening in February, from nature walks to monster truck racing!
Wait! I wave my hands in a panic. Why are you talking to each other like that?! My eyes bulge in shock and surprise. I was so confident their shared bloodline would unite them stronger than the Spartans. Hello??!! Didn’t you read the words on the wall of my womb when you were in there? […]