My VBA3C – Exploding, Unspeakable Joy
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
February 26, 2018
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
We are surrounded by a culture of fear. And the birth world is no different. It’s often seen as a medical emergency, when really it’s a very natural process that
If I could tell them one thing. You’re worth it. You’re worth finding a good doctor. You’re worth finding out what that doctor believes, what his philosophy of birth is.…
Do you care what others think of your birth plans? Is it something that concerns you. That you try to tip toe around with others, making excuses even regarding *your*
So often, we mothers who plan and dream for a VBAC want to be in control. Shouldn’t we? Who cares more about this then us? I mean, past experiences can
Hi friends. I am just like you. A mother who wanted more. I kept my journey to myself. I couldn’t handle criticism and negativity. My heart, it was just too
Of all the people I knew… What if someone told me? That ‘once a c-section, always a c-section’ wasn’t true? That there *are* risks to every c-section I had
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
My story began on June 8, 2007. I was 21 years old and pregnant with my first child, my son Everett. I was young, naive when I look back,