#Nesting
“Mooom!” my five-year-old cried. “We are trying to go to sleep!” “I’m almost done.” My husband said, “Do you really need to do that right now?” “Yes,” I replied. “If I go into labor tonight, I want to know the carpet's vacuumed.” My husband
The Outcast E-Book Sale!
Hey, friends, It's a gorgeous 62 degree Saturday, and the girls and I have just returned from playing outside with their cousins. Now, my two-year-old is taking a nap; my five-year-old is eating a snack, and I am using this rare
He Is Alive
Yesterday, I found myself sitting in a chair along the wall of a turquoise room in a birthing house, though I myself am not pregnant. On the adjacent wall, a yellow curtain with a sateen sheen fluttered from the air
Madeleine’s Birth Story
Just like in the movies, the night I went into labor began with a storm. Swirling gray and pink clouds were studded with bolts of lightning that had me scurrying—as much as someone nine months pregnant can scurry—up our gravel
Road Trips, Pregnancy, And Fortune Cookie Wisdom
Flare ups of Braxton Hicks prevented us from traveling far on what was to be my last road trip before my daughter’s birth. But I reasoned that since it had taken me twenty-four hours to give birth the first time,
For Better or . . . For Change
This past weekend, my sister-in-law let us each take a personality quiz on her computer. I got a great kick out of standing behind my husband’s shoulder and mentally (and sometimes verbally) agreeing or disagreeing as he selected various choices. Earlier,
Ten of My Favorite Novels & Why
If you've been on Facebook over the past two weeks, you've probably noticed that people have been making a list of their favorite ten books and tagging other people. When I first saw this, I got kind of panicky. I am