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
My VBAC To go against people’s opinions. To face my insecurities. To be persistent. To fight for the birth I wanted for my baby and myself. To do something which
If you have had a VBAC, are preparing for one, or even planned one that perhaps didn’t come to pass as you wished, I would dare to say you’re bold.
Reflecting back to my third c-section. Oh my. Was meeting baby precious. But it was my one time I showed up on the scheduled day and never went into labor.
Raised eyebrows. Questions. Concerns. They didn’t understand why this was important to me. They just didn’t get it. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t hurt me. The ones
“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
It seemed so surreal. Holding my baby, I put my hand on her head. A wet, gooey, fresh baby. On me. My baby. No one else taking her. No one
I was so determined. When a negative thought came into my mind, I immediately refused to keep thinking of it. “What if I can’t do it?” No, I told myself
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
Today I sat holding my VBA3C baby. Not so much baby anymore. But it makes me think of the birth day. And I held this little peanut and felt it