Birth Story Revisited

Two years ago, one month before I came out with "The Hardest Post I've Ever Written" I shared my birth story. That was the first post in which I opened up about my new life, one that involved many new feelings, new emotions and, of course, a new baby. Today, as I cuddled my son on the couch, I buried ...

A Birth Story-My Sequel: Part 3

When we left off, I was being wheeled into the OR in the afternoon for a surprise C-Section, 4 days early, at 38.5 weeks and scared as hell. I am a very superstitious person and look for signs all around me. During the scary, unknown part of my first unexpected C-Section with my daughter, I was feeling helpless and ...

A Birth Story-My Sequel: Part 2

Perhaps I should back up a bit. As I mentioned, the doctor told me that because of the nature of my contractions, the difference I was feeling (despite having already been through FOUR false alarms), I should come in to Labor and Delivery to be checked out. You should know this about me: I am a positive person, I am ...

A Birth Story–My Sequel: Part 1

Hello, there. Or, to many, I should say Hello, Again. Welcome. Or Welcome Back. Right now, you can find me mostly over at 511 Ever After, but I've decided to return for a post that could only be written here; here where my mommy roots are anchored in deep, in stories of joy, enchantment, confusion, pain....my stories from ...

A Happy Story (for a Happy Birthday!)

In the spirit of my husband's birthday, and the fact that things have been heavy (yet hopeful) around these parts, I decided to go spelunking, way back into the cavernous, yet delightful, happy story of my past. As I mentioned yesterday, I receive so many messages from people who are feeling off, or alone, or just simply down, ...

Sometimes, the story just writes itself.

“Mom?” Belle asked, licking the last bit of chocolate icing from the back of her hand. “Mommy? Do you still blog?” We were sitting in the hard, plastic bucket seats in the single terminal at the Cyril E. King Airport in St. Thomas, and she’d just eaten an individual Sarah Lee chocolate cake square, after I veered her ...

On Your Birthday

Dear Husband, On your birthday 10 years ago, we had just gotten engaged. You came into our first shared bedroom to find 25 wrapped gifts on our bed, to honor your 25th birthday. On your birthday nine years ago we were preparing to get married. We took a trip to NYC to meet Twin halfway between Philadelphia ...

Half Birthday.

My, my, my, how things have changed. I was just reading through my archives, as I sometimes do, and came across this post from exactly 5 years ago this week. It was about my half birthday. Yes, because back then, evidently, my half birthday was still something post-worthy. I will also say that I was celebrating my 25.5 year ...