Brave Beautiful Birth – Trusting God Through VBAC Hi friends! It’s been awhile! I have been busy over on Facebook and Instagram and finishing up my book. And I’m so
“Just in case you need a c-section, this is what we will do,” the anesthesiologist told me between contractions. Politely I listened. Inside I refused to agree. I knew what
Have you had a turning point in your life? Where you just knew things would never, ever be the same? My water broke. My dress all wet. I threw it
I went to get myself a drink of water, walking from my room to the snack area, past the nurses station. “Do you know????!!!!” I wanted to tell them. They
It was hard. One of the hardest things I had done. In more than one way. But in the hardness, it felt holy. The air was different. The sounds were
I lay there with tears streaming down my face. I tried to hide them. I tried to help myself from just letting it all out. Right there in the hospital
I was four. Big, fuzzy blonde hair and some pretty huge glasses. Frustrated because I didn’t want to wear my new shoes. We were just going to take a walk up to
You guys, I’m telling you. My week has been crazy. I’m not really trying to exaggerate. I’m not. Kids with colds, a baby who somehow has invisible Velcro attached to
I have often seen an image of a girl, sitting with a flower and plucking away the petals. I’m sure you have seen it too? “Does he love me?”