This morning I had to email the leader of a training session that I may have to leave a few minutes early due to I observe the Sabbath. My husband insisted that emailing ahead of time was more professional then when I would leave the call later this afternoon. I have learned to be more … Continue reading Ain’t Gonna Work on Saturday

I wanted to continue to feed on demand at night while the baby nurse agency I was using subscribed to a schedule of feeding every 3 hours (even during the day!). And the nurse didn't present it as an option, she presented it as the only option. A few days later we had our first … Continue reading Mama Knows Breast 

What kind of mother would I be If I let my daughter sit in her very own pee?   The only good thing to come out of my swaddling incapabilities was this cute limerick. Other than that, I'd had a barrage of negative self-talk for days with the challenge of figuring out how to get … Continue reading Swaddling Woes

Some would say our daughter was conceived some time in March this year. But to me, it was in the summer of 2014 when I committed to breaking my habit of losing myself in unhealthy relationships and instead began focusing on being a reliable, organized, and hardworking woman who would be able to support another … Continue reading First Comes Self-Love, Then Comes Marriage, Then Comes…Baby!

In adjusting to my new reality, I realized that perhaps there was something I still had from my "previous life." Sure, I had turned into a boobie milk machine, but not everything had changed. I could use the approach to facing challenges that I've used over the years; harness the same sort of troubleshooting skills that … Continue reading Mean, Green, Boobie Machine 

Coming home from the hospital after giving birth to your first child, you meet a new human being for the first time. No, I'm not talking about your baby. I'm talking about YOU. You go to the hospital with the pregnant version of the body you always had. Sure there are changes in your body … Continue reading Feeling Like a Visitor in Your Own Home: Your Post-Delivery Body

What's black-and-white and red all over? My mindset this past month about giving birth plus the red stuff that comes out of you during and after it (i.e. blood). Before I took birthing classes I thought that natural birth meant vaginal birth. Then in my birthing class I learned that it meant vaginal birth without … Continue reading My More Self-Compassionate Definition of “Natural Birth”