From conception, I called him my Moon Child. I wrote him poetry, played Coldplay for him. I sang to him daily. I dreamed of the sea constantly. And I ate. I ate a lot. It was glorious, as my first... Read more >>

Get a group of women together at a baby shower and without a doubt the conversation will lead to sharing their own birthing experiences. Some will tell the horror stories of hours or even days of... Read more >>

I learned I was due to have baby number six on Christmas Day, 2008. I wrapped the pregnancy test stick (yes, I cleaned it, first) in shiny, red paper with a white bow and gave it to my husband.... Read more >>

I (barely) recall those first weeks after my son was born. I do remember being in the hospital afterwards for five days due to a 2.5 cm laceration that my doctor knew wouldn’t heal if I went... Read more >>