Beginnings are hard. I took a birth doula training session last week, and at times, I was acutely aware that I don’t quite fit in. I’m a former litigator. I’m feisty. I’m pragmatic. I’m not opposed to modern medicine. I’ve had three C-sections. And I’m at peace with that. It’s not always sunshine and rainbows over …
If we’re being honest, my kids get too much screen time. It started innocently enough. When my oldest was two, we were having a particularly hard time getting him dressed and out the door in the morning. Add to that a newborn and a demanding, full-time job, and I resorted to changing him in front …
I am fortunate to have friends I would do anything for. Anything? Yep. Anything. So when two of them announced they were having a baby naming for their newborn daughter at 7:45 a.m. on a Monday morning–a morning (much like every other morning) when I have all three kids on my own and at 7:45, …
I admit it. I’m a Valentine’s Day Scrooge. I’ve long considered it a manufactured “Hallmark holiday.” As early as middle school, it was an opportunity to blatantly broadcast your puppy love when you’d open your locker only to find a gaudy trinket or (if you’re lucky) a mix tape replete with Billy Joel and …
“Did my birth experience make me feel closer to God? Maybe not. But I was overjoyed to deliver my son into a world where humans can do this for each other.” You can read more about how having a C-section gave me faith in man in my latest on Kveller here. I’d love to hear how childbirth, …
Dina L. Relles 