I’ve been posting my old Facebook status updates for the past few days. December 28: Retail therapy. Cute pink nursing bra and soft cotton loungy pjs in 3 different colors. Bring on the baby! December 29: Weekly check-in with midwife, grocery shopping, blog post stockpiling and man, this rain makes me want to bake something… […]Read Post ›
As Ian approaches his first birthday, his entrance into this world is on the forefront of my mind. There were a number of women whose love and care not only made giving birth a wonderful experience, it changed who I am and how I operate in the world. Having someone spend hours of time with […]Read Post ›
Much like contractions during labor, my new mama moods can fluctuate rapidly and violently. I am riding those waves. Last night I had a nice, long, snotty cry on husband’s shoulder about the following: Being sad that the pregnancy is over. Being sad that all the birth preparation at The Sanctuary is over. Wondering “Who […]Read Post ›
Here I am, on the other side. I just read my first labor post and thought, “Poor girl, she had no idea what she was in for.” I’m going to try to recall everything and I must say mama amnesia is NOT a myth as so many of the details are hazy and it’s only […]Read Post ›
Water broke at about 5:19am on December 30. I woke up, thinking I had to pee (again), stretched my arms and legs (Ian simultaneously stretched his legs), stood up, and GUSH. I tried to hold it in as I sped walked to the bathroom, to no avail. Water works. Fluid was sweet-smelling and clear, just […]Read Post ›
Mandy Unruh 