Pregnancy Reflection {These are a few of my favorite things}

Nights full of broken sleep. Coffee. Sore boobs. Half-finished sentences. Healing foods, supplements, and essential oils. Coffee. Newborn snuggles. Sibling snuggles. Coffee. Soaked nursing pads. Changing diapers. More coffee.  These are a few of the things that currently fill my days and nights. But, it was not so very long ago that my sweet Micah... Continue Reading →

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Tonight I write. Later I will sleep. Today I have prayed.

I won't share details from the past 24 hours because I vehemently guard my doula clients' privacy, yet I can say that I today I was stretched in this calling. Today a baby's first breathe was indescribably precious. Today, I've never been more grateful for the strength of prayers prayed for "tiny, but mighty" infants.... Continue Reading →

A Breathe for Your Weekend {Peonies & Birth Plateaus}

As you all probably know, I am a birth doula. I hold a bachelor's in journalism. A master's in curriculum and instruction. Six+ years as a middle school teacher. But, yes, I call myself primarily neither teacher nor writer, but rather doula. In the Greek, "A woman's servant." Emotional and physical support. A nurturer. Someone... Continue Reading →

The Birth Dance: Mama & Partner in Beautiful Rhythm

“That was the hardest thing I’ve ever done,” murmured a soon-to-be-dad, as he watched his fatigued wife briefly resting hours after her water broke. His wife had fought hard and long for her natural birth, laboring through transition-like contractions induced by Pitocin before finally needing something to take the edge off. Through those intense hours,... Continue Reading →

Juxtaposition. Curling of brokens and browns.

Yesterday, shivers made merry with the glorious reds and yellows outside my living room windows. A summer hold-out finally gave in to the claim of lingering frost, green leaves transforming themselves into their pre-winter wardrobe. Today, reds and yellows curled into brokens and browns, dropping away with the wind.  Beauty. Here for a day. Now... Continue Reading →

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