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Is There A Difference?

29 Mar

“You’re all belly.” I keep getting that this time around.  I haven’t thought too much about how I’ve been carrying this pregnancy, but lately with the slew of recent comments, from strangers and friends alike and then tonight, when my doula friend, Marissa, mentioned my basketball belly, she asked me how I carried with Zoe and I couldn’t really remember. So I went back and looked at old pictures and found one of me pregnant with Zoe at almost the same stage I am now.  Maybe there’s truth in the old wives tale about boys carrying all up front. Either way I’ll let you decide, I’m not certain I see a huge difference, other than the fact that I’ve gained less weight this pregnancy than with my first. Here are pics of me at 37.5 weeks pregnant with my first and 37.4 weeks pregnant with my current.

37.5 weeks pregnant with my daughter.

37. 4 weeks pregnant with my son.

Zoe’s 2nd Birthday Party

8 Mar

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To Zoe, On Your 2nd Birthday

6 Mar


To my sweet girl, Zoe:

Today we are celebrating your second birthday.  Although you won’t actually be two till Monday, two years ago today, is the day that my labor started at three in the afternoon.  Ten hours later, you were born.  I cannot say it enough, but the moment I birthed you, the moment I held you in my arms was one of the most awe-inspiring, sacred moments of my life.  Becoming a mother, or rather, becoming your mother has forged in my heart a deeper love for others, for your Dad, for myself and of course for you.  Did you know that your birth is what placed me on the path to becoming a doula?  I honestly can say, that if it weren’t for you I would not have found this calling.  So thanks for that little one. Continue reading

Making Room For Love

29 Jul

Zoe and me, October of 2009

Motherhood is the greatest gift I’ve been given.  I can literally feel my heart ache with gratefulness and love for my daughter.  The privilege of being a mom is one of the most profound blessings I’ve known.  Everyday, I breathe in the sweet smell of my daughter’s baby soft skin and I drink in that she’s mine.  I am so grateful. Countless times throughout the day I whisper thanks for being given this gift of a daughter. Continue reading

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