dear new mom, it's okay to grieve
Rejoicing, Homemaking, and Motherhood
I’ve been debating about publishing this particular post for quite some time.
Probably because it’s still really raw. And I’m still somewhere in the middle of it. And honestly? There are still days I go back to my draft folder and read it to myself. But it’s one of those hard lessons that feels bigger than me, so I decided to hit publish in case someone else needs to know they’re not alone in this season.
On Becoming A Mama: The First Weeks At Home
The days before Charlie got here, I was finishing up some final projects while I could bounce around town (big belly and all). One of those projects was a sign made out of old barn wood with a word that meant something deep to me.
To My One And Only Son This Easter
I've tried to sit down and write this post several times and have struggled to complete it -- not because of the interruptions of my newborn (well, yeah that too) but mainly because it's so difficult to describe these first weeks with our little guy.
On Becoming A Mama: The Birth of Charlie
To my one and only son this Easter,
As you fell asleep in my arms last night, I was singing hymns into your ear. You seem to love melodies from the voices of those you know.
Pregnancy: The Misery and The Mercy
40 LONG WEEKS.
We all know that babies rarely come on their actual due dates, but after living on high alert for what felt like an eternity, I was so ready to welcome this child. I had a doctor appointment scheduled for that Thursday morning and I prayed and prayed that I would have progressed from a discouraging 0 centimeters from the week before.
I laugh to myself because I used to so carelessly cruise past blogs like "My Birth Story" or "Update from the Trenches of the 1st Trimester" finding them to be unnecessary. (Especially the birth stories. Wow. SCROLL FASTER, Kaysie! And now I read every sentence with unparalleled interest.)