I am afraid to die from cancer, and for years I've felt doomed to that fate. My father died from cancer at 46, my cousin at 37, my paternal grandfather, maternal grandmother, and nearly all of my parents' siblings have had some form of cancer. We often hear of it as an epidemic. It certainly … Continue reading Eating My Way Out of Cancer
Ever since Brian suggested we go to Denny's for Thanksgiving I had been dreaming of pancakes. Not the healthy kind. But the kind topped with whipped butter, maybe sprinkled with chocolate chips, a mountain of whipped cream on top in a pool of fake maple flavored heavy corn syrup. Not. Healthy. But. Sometimes I fall … Continue reading Vegan Recipes: Heavenly Mashed Potatoes with Celery Gravy, Sweet Potato Delight | Happy Holidays!
Truly was the first baby we let sex be a complete surprise. No ultrasounds, no pre-birth shopping trips for adorable outfits. All of Tennyson's baby gear was saved and we had plenty of white onesies; I felt satisfied that we had what we needed for either a boy or girl. Until today. Why does all … Continue reading Blue for Boys, Glitter for Girls. Who Cares What Your Baby Wears?
We have a neighborhood library. You know those utterly sweet ones that look like an oversized birdhouse? We bring used books we no longer want and browse for gems to cycle through our shelves. Ours is next to our neighborhood playground and pool and is painted like a little red barn. It's adorable. Even Tennyson … Continue reading Which Way Is Up?
I lay on the bed, my knees propped up like a display holder, my baby against my legs like a china plate. A wiggly china plate. She put her feet together in a yoga pose, her toes splayed out and waving like sea anemones. My fingers brushed against each digit, marveling at the velvety feel of … Continue reading To Let You Feel My Love
I sat outside with Truly in my arms watching my three older children play a mash up game of soccer in our cul-de-sac. Tennyson kept rushing the big kids' set up, but they didn't seem to mind (oh, their sweet hearts.) The sun was finally out after a week of clouds, rain and head colds. … Continue reading Which Camp Are You In? | Returning To Work Postpartum
I was standing in the kitchen talking with Brian about the birth experience I wanted to have this time. My second natural, home birth and I knew what to expect -the feelings, the challenges, the process. All things I had missed with my medicated hospital births for my first two children. This time around I had … Continue reading Truly Anne’s Peaceful Natural Home Birth | Riding The Waves