Category: Pregnancy

Miscarriage has taught me a lot of things, but one of the lessons I am learning over and over again is that there is no such thing as being “fine” afterwards

In those last days of pregnancy, whether it was my first or fifth baby, I’ve always come up against a wall of fears and doubts.

It was always a given that my husband would be present during each of our children’s births. But then came our fourth baby.

When birthing day arrived and my midwife couldn’t make it in time, I was so glad I’d listened to my instincts about my birthing team.

If you are due soon or recently had a baby, this is actually a prime time to be aware of your own health– because if not, it could cost you your life.

You would think after having six babies, I’d have this birth thing down pat. You’d be wrong.

Our grief can stem from something seemingly minor or a huge shift in plans– either way, the feelings are valid.

To explain to people that don’t understand depression, to me it’s like being in a nightmare that you can’t wake up from. You can’t just make the feelings go away. It’s real and it’s frightening. It’s that monster that is running to get me and I can’t run fast enough to get away from it. It gets me and it holds me down.

“Birth is such a whirlwind that it’s easy to forget the details. A birth photographer captures those moments so they can be treasured always.”

Weight is really just a number on the scale and becoming hyper focused on that number only caused me to feel stressed and to focus more on that number instead of paying attention to what my body needed each day of my pregnancy.