Society paints this perfect picture of how breastfeeding looks; moms flooding social media – boobs out, feeding their babies in public, smiling at the controversy they’re serving up to the patrons of restaurants, malls, waiting rooms and the like. Some even strike yoga poses and juggle household tasks. I was lucky to get a latch… Continue reading Mama Knows Breast About Tongue Ties
It doesn’t matter what time of day it is, you can find me with a baby in my arms. He’s my last baby. I hold him longer than I’m supposed to. I squeeze him a bit tighter before I put him to bed at night. I spend most of my waking hours staring at his… Continue reading The Baby in my Arms
When your body fails you and your mind can’t grasp the reason why, there becomes a very fine line that separates heartbreak and content. And sometimes, without warning, the thoughts in my head infiltrate that line and wage war against my damaged heart. I’ve always loved pregnant women – the glow, the presence of life… Continue reading The Last Baby
Trying. Tumultuous. Terrible. Torturous. Tremulous. Tiresome. Tenacious. Trouble. Testy. Tyrannical. Taut. Tearful. Tough. Temperamental. … that’s three. Touching. Tremendous. Terrific. Transient. Thoughtful. Touching. Triumphant. Teachable. Tubular. … that’s also three. Welcome to the circus.
I peel my dress off and toss it carelessly to the bathroom floor. I carefully test the temperature of the water with my tired toes and once it’s deemed safe I ease myself into the hot, steamy water one achy leg at a time. My body folds into the water and becomes one with the… Continue reading Momcations
I’ve always appreciated my mother. There aren’t enough words between all the languages (real and made up) in the entire universe that are great enough to express the gratitude I have for the hard work and sacrifices she bore to ensure my childhood was nothing less than perfect. She was my very first best friend. And… Continue reading Mama
The greatest thing I’ll ever get my children is something you can’t buy in a store. It’s not something that I will wrap up in shiny paper and varnish with a big, beautiful bow. It has no monetary value and it can’t be inherited or replaced. The greatest gift I will provide my children, is… Continue reading My Children’s Biggest Gift