My body. My journey.
Hi.
Welcome. Here I'll share my parenting journey and hope you can connect and relate.
Welcome. Here I'll share my parenting journey and hope you can connect and relate.
All in Groundlessness
My body. My journey.
That was me on my last Monday. This is me today on my first unemployed Friday.
On rainbows, and being real...but like really real.
This is going to be a year of change. Are you ready? I finally feel like maybe I am.
There are some devastating aspects of parenting.
"Talk with your children about loss. Share in their joy, and teach them about the cyclical beauty of life.
Reality check in the holiday season
"I stood where my Dad took his last breath. I stood and held you, my growing child and felt your breathing. Your steady, consistent, sleeping breath. I know how fragile life is. And I don't run away from it. You can't. Isolation is more painful than living and loving deeply knowing it can all be gone far sooner than you'd expect, or want, or think. "...
This ones for you.
What will you bury to enable birth?
Yep, this is a postpartum body post. And more. Let's get real, and start addressing how we care for our one vessel.
""Look at that sky, Ava." I said. And I said it to share, not because I needed her to look. It felt different."
Two years, but still rings true. Leaving them is never easy.
When you receive messages that are telling you change is needed, are you flexible?
When lifetimes are too short. Trigger Warning- Infant loss content.
