I spent 14 hours in active labor. I was in what they call "Labor Land." Which means that everything in the real world was blurred by complete immersion into my body. The sensations take over your whole body so there is no ability to recognize and interpret the surrounding environment. And it's true, people will … Continue reading Labor of Love
This year I’m learning not to criticize myself. No more self-punishment. Whatever activity I choose to do (out of my 342 hobbies), I’m doing with love and focus. I’m learning to enjoy each day for what it brings me instead of ruminating on the past or over planning the future. Today brought me a day … Continue reading Beach Days
I must vent... Pregnancy brain, mommy brain, whatever this jello inside my skull is doing, has confused me to no avail.
the Hopemade Woman 