…in my heart there rings a melody of love..
Separate beds (so we can take turns sleeping instead of both being up) catching the occasional hug and kiss when Elaina is happy being put down. Dreaming about sex. ”It’s like we’re dating again.” Forest said. ”Ah, but you get to see my boobs.” “That’s a bonus” He replied as he hurried out the door… Continue reading Back to dating… except for seeing each other naked
"I am sorry Melody, we have to ask you to leave the nursing program." I was 22 years old, the year was 2006. This was not breastfeeding nursing, which I am doing a lot of now! My instructors were referring to the bachelor of science nursing program. I had spent two years excelling academically but… Continue reading The Breast audit
When I start to feel overwhelmed with motherhood I think about Elaina’s birth story and all of the little miracles and victories within it. God is good all the time! On Saturday and Sunday night September 29/30 I couldn’t sleep. I was itching all over. I tried a bath in baking soda, I tried creams… Continue reading The birth story
