Pregnancy + Postpartum

On my son’s first birthday, after we were done with cakes, pictures, and gifts my husband asked me to open one last present. It looked too tiny to be for a 1-year-old. In this tiny little box, was a beautiful ring,...

Oh, pregnancy. Before I experienced the baby bump world, I admired pregnant women and their bellies...I imagined how glorious it must be to have a round tummy on purpose, how incredible it must be to have your baby moving inside...

Spring is finally in the air, and with it comes some of my very favorite things: delightful temperatures, blossoming plants, fresh food, outdoor festivals. But with the dawn of this beautiful time of year also come some of my...

Fourth Trimester, What’s that? From the moment you learned of your pregnancy you have been focused, if not obsessed with the idea of the “Trimester.” In your first trimester, you anxiously waited to “be in the clear” to share your...

What is with all the questions? More importantly, when do all the questions stop? You carry your bundle of joy for 9 months, have wonderful labor and delivery (ha) and go home to relax and bond with your beautiful...

My husband and I are most certainly done having babies. We were blessed with three beautiful and healthy daughters in a span of 36 months. While my pregnancies were not exactly a breeze, my labors and deliveries were relatively...

Moms give their all to the ones they love—juggling hectic schedules and managing the demands of bustling households. But while you are taking care of everyone else, don’t forget to take care of one of your most important needs—a...

For my Rainbow Baby, It has taken me nearly a year since your birth to acknowledge you as my Rainbow Baby for a number of reasons. I distrusted my pregnancy. Until your 20 week Anatomy Scan, I held my breath through every...

When I was pregnant with my first baby, everyone talked about labor and delivery.  It was all warnings and just-you-waits and will-you-get-an-epidural and contractions and this-is-how-you-push.  No one...and I mean no one prepared me for what happens after the...

I was almost 38-years-old. I’d spent most of the previous seven years either pregnant or nursing my three children, and I was tired. I was overwhelmed by the kid-to-parent ratio in my house, and my anxiety level was at...