2013: The Year of Love and Strength

2013.

What a year.

It started out simple enough.  I was pregnant with our second child and life was pretty average.  Little did I know, I was about to take the ride of my life. Continue reading

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Spreading the Word About Mesothelioma

Borrowed from somalithinktank.org

I was approached by a man named Cameron Von St. James about sharing a video about his wife, Heather.  Her story really touched me and I, of course, agreed to share.  Heather was diagnosed with mesothelioma only three months after giving birth to her daughter, but is now a cancer survivor!  When she learned of her diagnosis she knew that most only live 15 months once receiving the diagnosis.  I can’t even imagine how heartbreaking that would be.  My family also has cancer survivor stories and I am more than happy to share with all of you to spread awareness.

Enjoy!

Heather’s Story

 

#getoutofmyuterus

If you follow me on Twitter, you know that I used #getoutofmyuterus quite a lot near the end of my pregnancy, and we finally had little baby Owen on August 20th at 10:45 a.m.  I just missed my birth center birth by hours, but I still had a beautiful intervention-free birth at the hospital. Continue reading

So you want a natural birth? Get in line!

Borrowed from abcnews.com

With all of this “taking it easy” that I need to do to stave off a complete meltdown in these final weeks of pregnancy (7 weeks for perfect timing, 5 weeks for my preference, and 9 weeks based off of past experience), I have had some time to reflect on my last birth experience.  Sharing your birth story seems to be all the rage in mommy blogs, forums, and other birth-related venues so I thought I would give it a try.  The moral of my story is that when people tell you that you can’t plan/expect anything in birth, you should listen.  It is great to have an idea and a plan (it’s good to feel you have control over certain aspects), but the reality is that you really never know what’s going to happen when it’s time for your little one to emerge from your nether regions. Continue reading

Mommy Guilt? You Bet Your Ass.

Borrowed from glamomamas.com

For those of you who do not know that much about me, I have an extremely active 2 year-old boy and am due with number two in 59 days (August 9).  I am a stay-at-home mother and, sadly, am admitting to being a sufferer of “mommy guilt” and, as a result, may have cause my own meltdown at a birthday party for a 1 year-old.  Awesome.  I have always been a bit of an over-achiever, though I have mellowed-out over the years.  I am less of a perfectionist than I used to be and can tap into my coping “tool box” when I really need to (read: I have seen MANY therapists).  However, I do keep a TON to myself and my bitch-fests with my girlfriends seem to be few and far between.  This is a pretty good recipe for a meltdown, but I digress… Continue reading

Baybee Brudder Wheree Izee?

What's my name?!?

What’s my name?!?

Translation: Where is my baby brother?  Every once in a while, this phrase pops out of my little one’s mouth.  SUPER cute and also kind of sad because a two year-old doesn’t really understand the whole pregnancy concept so he might just think we are lying to him about this so-called Baby Brother.  Although my son is concerned with the actual location of this potentially imaginary child, I am quite clear on this point and am WAY more concerned with “Babee Brudder Who Izee?”  And…my husband and I are having a seriously difficult time coming up with a name. Continue reading

The So-Called “Choice” to Stay At Home

Borrowed from anguishedrepose.wordpress.com

Yesterday, I had a precious few moments on my elliptical at the gym to catch a broadcast of  The Takeaway on NPR.  One of the topics covered that day was part of an on-going series regarding work-family balance, specifically speaking to women who have chosen to stay home with their children.  The main issue explored during this conversation was how other women view those of us who have left the workforce to stay at home and how we deal with those that refer to us as “just a mom.”  Although a relevant topic and one that will be revisited for years to come, I felt that time should have been spent exploring the idea of “choosing” to stay home with the children. Continue reading