Someone once said, “It’s never a ‘good’ time to have a baby.”
It took me awhile, but I finally realized this advice isn’t a literal...
As “stretching” as pregnancy can be for me, I love labor. I crave the details of birth.
Within days of holding my precious bundle, I...
After nine months of heartburn, she assumed he must have a head of dark hair. She already knew he was ornery, but that was...
Laura’s desire to be a mother didn’t start when she got married. It started when she was a toddler, feeding bottles of milk to...
I used to joke that I wished I could have my pap smear more than once a year because I missed my midwife.
After going...
In honor of the much-loved - or greatly despised - Valentine's Day, I thought I would share with my fellow moms the joys of...
I started the day seated on our toddler-sized potty chair and puking into the cold toilet. The bright side? My two-and-a-half-year-old’s buns have been...
Today is my birthday - October 28, 1973. For those of you trying to do the math ... I am {*cough* forty *cough*} years...
As soon as I get pregnant, the first question most people who know me ask is, "how much longer are you going to workout?"...
Next week will mark the day I've been dreading for nine months.
It's the day I was supposed to be meeting our second baby.
Instead, my...
Note: This post is the second in our three-part “Labor of Love” series. Join us in a couple of weeks as we close out...






















