Pregnancy + Birth Stories

This month, I am fortunate to celebrate my first real Mothers' Day. I say "real" because that's if you don't count last year, when I gifted my pregnant self a pink bag I'd been eyeing for months in "honor"...

If you are pregnant right now, you know what a magical and exhausting time is coming your way. Sure, you can eat burritos and fudge {Don't judge pregnant me!} without a concern, but soon the time will come that...

Having a baby is cause for joy and celebration, but for women who suffer from postpartum depression, they must find ways to feel loved and protected in addition to any medical treatment that is required. The Happiest Day The day my...

The youngest of my children is 4 years old, and I feel abundantly grateful to have been blessed with three babies in five years. However, I just now feel like I'm coming up for air after drowning in the...

NOTE:: This post relates to women who have had one prior Cesarean delivery and a known lower transverse uterine incision. Putting the letters together! CD—Cesarean delivery TOLAC—Trial of labor after a Cesarean. This refers to the process of attempting to have a vaginal...

I hate being pregnant. It's uncomfortable, it takes over my entire being, it makes me absolutely miserable at times, and the grand finale is potentially the most intense physical pain I'll ever experience. Plus, the struggle with infertility just...

I am by no means a moving expert, but I have moved every 3-4 years of my life since I was born. So, I've picked up a few tips here than there. But moving with a toddler while pregnant...

Post-weaning depression is a not often talked about, but very real mental health condition.  When my fourth son came into the world, I thought I was prepared. I naively thought, “I must have seen it all by now. I’ll be...

My son, Thomas, was born in November of 2016. It was a beautiful, whirlwind of a day. I was 3 days past my due date and definitely feeling it. I went to my doctor for a routine checkup and...

Sometimes I look for two pink lines. Sometimes I feel phantom kicks that I hope are real. Sometimes I hope that a day late means more than it does. But, last September, my husband put the final nail in our family building...