hippie stuff

Some hippie love and reflection in a time of tragedy

Today’s tragedy is unthinkable. As a mother  and just a person, it terrifies me to think that this is something that can actually happen. I’m sure many of you feel the same way. And at my lowest today, I got this email from my best hippie and doula. This perspective may seem like wild hippie […]

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Ruby Lee’s birth. The conclusion.

I vomited for a solid 8 hours after surgery, which wasn’t really in the birth plan. But that night I was up and moving and felt ok…all things considered. You have like the worst period after a c-section of your life for weeks. I waddled to the bathroom with a nurse holding a dog pee […]

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Moving forward.

So here we are. This week has been the most emotionally trying week I can remember. I’ve moved all across the board from emotional acceptance, to complete disgust, to distrust of everyone around me, to small bits of peace. And here we are, the day before surgery. I have to admit, sometimes ignorance really is […]

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The hand we’ve been dealt and the struggle to accept it.

This will be a very difficult post for me to write. Because when I put it down in words, it’s real. You may have noticed that Wednesday afternoon, I closed the comments on the last post. It wasn’t because there were offensive comments or any problem at all. It was because your comments were so […]

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Sure, I’ll walk you through my week of crazy. What else do I have to do at 4am?

It’s 4am. East coast time. A time where no one should be awake that doesn’t have a screaming baby or a screaming uterus. I have neither so far. Because I’m tricky, you probably think I’m all zen about this whole birth thing now. You know, with that last touching baby letter that I wrote and […]

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