(Warning before you read ahead: there are photos of me in labour. I’ve covered up all the exciting parts with flowers (no, literally) but if you would rather not see a flower adorned birthing goddess, please skip the post. Mmmkay? We good? Big love you!) Part One of Ostara’s Birth Story here. Part Two of [...]
Part One of Ostara’s Birth Story here. I stopped speaking for a moment. Then said to your daddy: My waters just broke. Are you sure? I smiled, nodding. I stood up, and as if on cue, there was another rush of water, soaking my chair, soaking my silver-lilac dress. We grinned giddily at each other. [...]
earlier today, rockin the ergo and two handed typing! 1. Thank you for all the love about Ostara’s birth story. I’m writing the rest of it now. It has been really healing to let it marinate all this time. At the time I didn’t quite understand the birth… It was like a strange rainbow wildebeest. [...]
