I don’t give a lot of birth advice to other moms. Birth is a sensitive subject. I’m always happy to share my thoughts and experience when asked, but I’m careful to never impose what I care about in regards to birth on others. My journey is my journey, your journey is yours. But there is one topic that I’d love to address simply because I don’t think there is a lot of great information out there, and, as in every aspect of life, knowledge is power.
Knowledge is especially power when you are pregnant. In particular, knowledge that is pro mom, pro baby, and grounded in a belief in a woman’s ability to have that baby. For that reason, I’d love to share with you today why we have used a doula for each of our birth experiences! Continue reading The Only Birth Advice I Give Out – Use a Doula
She’s here! Someone pinch me because it almost feels too good to be true. On Saturday, November 21, Beatrice Willow Shipper entered this world and changed our lives forever. As promised, I have lots of baby related news and stories to share this week (ok, maybe more than a week), so sit back and get ready for loooots of baby pictures. Oh the cuteness. Lord have mercy. This is gonna be fun. Continue reading Bea’s Birth Story
Well, here we are at 36 weeks and some change! Mike and I have our bags packed and ready to go to the hospital, something that we never got the chance to do with either of the boys’ deliveries. Theo came too early and I was unexpectedly admitted with Oliver. Nothing makes a girl feel less attractive than going through childbirth just to take your first shower with hospital provided toiletries. I’m pretty sure they give you the same basic toiletries in prison: ie, a bar of soap. That’s. It.
So this time around we are prepared to go to the hospital with our own stuff! Yippee! Woohoo! It’s the simple things in life, ain’t it? Continue reading What I Packed In My Hospital Bag
Ok, so here we go.
I wasn’t going to share any of this info. Like, not on my blog and not in person with people I actually know and talk to on a regular basis. I’ve made my peace with the funky issues that have made up each of my pregnancies and I wanted to just leave it at that. No discussion.
But here is the thing. This is my third pregnancy and the hardest part about being pregnant is all of the unknowns, whether you are 100% healthy or have health issues out the wazoo. The unknown is scary. The unknown is frustrating. The unknown is so…unknowable. Continue reading My Experience With Preterm Birth, Progesterone Shots, and Hellp Syndrome