Eighteen years ago today I was in a hospital suite. In labor. It wouldn't be brief. I'd continue laboring for the next seven hours. Which was actually refreshing. Because I'd already been in labor for three days straight. I was suffering from preeclampsia. The baby was suffering from an intrauterine growth issue. And to top … Continue reading Party at ground zero
It took almost 5 years after K was born for me to learn to prioritize certain things. Getting a tattoo finished was one of those.I remember the day after she was born, one of the nurses who'd been in the room while I labored and witnessed the glory that was naked screaming me, asked me … Continue reading once upon a time when I was bad ass…
*Disclaimer... Mr Kaos suggested because some of the content in this post is Kaotic upsetting and gross you may not want to read this. It is an edited version of the story of K's birth* It was late on a Tuesday night as Mike & I lay nestled together on the small hospital couch in … Continue reading almost 5 years…
