The final few weeks of pregnancy for me were filled with many sensations in my changing body. Movements from my baby; stretch marks erupting across my lower belly; random releasing of mucous; many crampy feelings; a random afternoon of purging that I thought might be things starting. All of it preparing my body and mind perfectly for the birth ahead. As I approached 40 weeks, my husband stayed closer to home, ever anxious, as he was sure I would birth around my guess date as

Just over a year ago, God was working on my heart, to make me willing for the sacrifice of another pregnancy, another birth, and a new chapter of motherhood. This thought came to me the other day, as I sat breastfeeding my newborn. My baby, a gift from God, and a big work of surrender in my life over the past 12 months.  My word of the year for 2025 was surrender, and consequently, it's also the conception, pregnancy, and birth story of my second daughter: I started the year

An excerpt from my personal journal on the 15th November 2022: "It's an interesting thing thinking about radical responsibility when it...

Wow... Where do I even start?? Our birth choices and outcomes hold so much significance to me; on the one hand, I want to share because...