Two weeks ago today, I had a baby. He’s right over there, in bed next to me. Two weeks and one day ago, I agreed with my midwives that the home birth I had hoped for was not the safest option, and I sobbed while I packed my hospital bag. Three weeks ago, I was… Read More How I came to love the hospital birth that I didn’t want, Part 1
I had a religious experience with finding an apartment once. I knew what I wanted: a little nest where my partner and I could have a baby and sun pouring through the windows and happiness by the bucketload. Without being aware of it, I also believed that there was exactly 1 apartment like this on… Read More My adventures with manifesting, even though I don't like that word.