My grandma was hilarious. She was feisty, quick-witted, selfless, and slightly vulgar. She passed away on Pentecost Sunday last year and I miss her all the time. How great it would have been for my kids to get to love her as I did. I wish my kids could have known her. Continue reading
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Imagine you’ve been praying for the souls of your future children since you were 14. You marry your high school sweetheart and you know you want a house full of kids.
And then you’re told you may never be a mother.
That’s what happened to me. And don’t worry, my story has a happy ending. But I had a long road to walk, often alone, carrying the burdens of emotional and physical pain. My hope is that this article will shine some light into life with endometriosis and infertility, and remind you that when it comes to getting pregnant… Well, it ain’t over till it’s over, sister. Continue reading
There are hundreds of opinions on what you should put on your registry. But WHERE should you register? Do you try and find a one-stop-shop that has everything you want? Do you register at multiple places, and hope that no one gets confused?
How about you do it all – from your phone?
I started to get a lot of sciatic (lower back) pain in the second trimester of my first pregnancy. After talking with my chiropractor and obstetrician, I decided to try a maternity belt. Continue reading
Last night, as my baby slept in my arms, I wrote letters to her and to my 2.5 year old son. I’ve kept a journal for my boy since before I was even pregnant, writing wishes and thoughts on paper. I have one for my little daughter too, telling her of my pregnancy journey and all the wonderful things she does. I’m begging you to do something similar for your children. Write to your kids, or paint, or record your voice. Something. It is so worth it. Continue reading
This book was my favorite reference text during my first pregnancy. It’s called Your Pregnancy Week By Week by Glade B. Curtis, MD, MPH and Judith Schuler, MS. Here’s a quick, straight forward review for current and future families. Continue reading
As you get closer to your due date, your mind is probably going 100mph with the list of things to take to the hospital. Ideally, you want this bag ready to go in your car or by the door in case you have an “omg my water broke!” moment, and find yourself and your significant other rushing to Labor and Delivery.
Compiled from friends, websites, apps and hospital lists, here’s what I plan to take with me. And now I’ll share my ultimate hospital packing list with you! Scroll to the end of the article for the free downloadable PDF! Continue reading
Throughout your pregnancy journey, you will probably come across at least some of these common abbreviations. I’ve compiled this list to hopefully save you some confusion! Continue reading
As I dealt with morning sickness in my first trimester, I became super sensitive to smells. Due to hormone craziness, my skin and hair also changed and became very dry. Unfortunately these changes with my body also involved most of my bath products, so I had to force myself to pick new ones! (And sniffing tons of shampoos and body washes at the store when you are nauseous is not fun).
Here’s my list of products which are safe, effective, and not stinky. Feel free to comment your opinions and suggestions. I hope that this helps you as you go through this pregnancy!
Being a mom is hard. Like, really hard. Worthwhile and joyous and life changing, yes. But hard nonetheless.
Being a dad is hard too, damnit. My husband has been working extra hard lately, and he deserves to know how appreciated and loved he is, so I wanted to write this just in time for Valentines Day. Thanks for reading this letter to my husband.
A little backstory: Babe and I met in high school, I was a freshman and dating his best friend. We were on-again-off-again until we decided that resistance was useless, and married in 2008. Since Kid #1 made his debut, our lives have been a beautiful chaotic swirl. Now we sit surrounded by half-full sippy cups, Hot Wheels being batted around by the cat, and burp cloths on every table.
I still love this man. Hell, I love him more now than ever. And nothing screams “jackpot” more than watching him with our children. He is patient, fair, and already has mastered dad jokes. But we never get time to sit and gaze into each other’s eyes, talking peacefully and admiring one another. So, I want to write him a letter.
