Let’s Talk About Letting Go

One of the hardest things that I’ve learned over the last ten years while trying to get (but really, stay) sober, is the ability to let go. Sometimes this means letting go of control over how other people drive, sometimes this means letting go of people and relationships that I may not yet be ready…

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Are They a Boy or a Girl?!

The most common thing that I get asked is how do I answer the question, “are they a boy or a girl?!”  As a parent practicing gender creative parenting, this is how that usually goes. But, I want to preface by saying that Wilder is being raised during a pandemic, is unable to get vaccinated…

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Don’t Do What I Did!!

I want to spend some time talking about hormones, Testosterone, and going off of meds without first speaking with your prescribing doctor, which, my friends, we shouldn’t do. Let’s talk about why so that you don’t do, what I did. I often get asked if I have started back up on Testosterone since having Wilder…

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One Month Later

It’s been a month since spending eighteen hours driving around Portland in search of the best bridge to jump off of. It’s been a month since I stood on the Ross bride for hours, making sure I had everything lined up for Wilder before jumping. I had to make sure they had enough milk without…

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Pain, and Relief. Grief, and Gratitude.

What do you do when what you want is vastly different than what you need? Or when what you need to do brings you much needed relief, but also with it, pain and grief? I want to take a moment to talk about what I’d do, while it’s weighing heavy on my heart. You see,…

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The Birth of a Dream

Ok,  a lot of you probably noticed that I didn’t share Wilder’s birth story on my blog yet, like I had planned. It’s mostly ready to go, it’s my heart that isn’t. I thought that I too was ready, but when I sat down to publish it here I heard my grandmother yell, “STOP!” And…

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Healing from Vaginal Tears

Now, let’s talk about the healing process. My main goal in sharing this is to help lessen fear, not increase it.   But before we do, I don’t want to sugar coat things. Yes, my baby quite literally split my yaya right open when I shot them through the burning ring of fire, and even…

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