This picture of my oldest daughter (above) was taken minutes after she was born and perfectly sums up the way I felt after both of my pregnancies. You see, for the majority of my life, I imagined that giving birth to my children would be like the opening scene of The Lion King where Rafiki the monkey triumphantly holds up baby Simba and presents him to the Pride Lands while “The Circle of L...
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I feel like these two things do not go well together. Anybody else? Having anxiety is one thing, and being pregnant is another. But having both…is a whole new ball game. I could go on and on, but someone who understands/has/deals with someone with anxiety knows how awful and traumatic and debilitating it can be. Now if you’ve ever been pregnant WITH anxiety you’ll understa...
Read More »I believe it started with the phrase “Itty Bitty Titty Committee”, that’s the phrase that was what was mumbled to me in early high school. I realized I was not destined for a curvaceous womanly body; I was just a normal girl, with a normal body, and small breasts. I came to terms with my small chest. I knew which Victoria’s Secret bras would give me the ultimate effect of c...
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Until I had a baby, my boobs were fun! They gave me curves, looked great in my tops/dresses/swimsuits and they probably enjoyed resting nicely in pretty bras from stores like Victoria’s Secret. But, when I needed them most, when they actually had to be put to use; they were worthless! I prepared for this, I swear I did; I read all the books on breastfeeding, even attended a class on it. I knew all...
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Oh, a C-Section? I’ll take it! Most women think this is the “easier” route because you don’t have a push something the size of a bowling ball out your you-know-what, but I’m here to tell you a different story. This post is strictly about my personal experience (but a lot of other moms have agreed with me) and I do not have any medical background to support my claims; ...
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