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The Birth Story Of Cove And Meadow Part.2

This birth story is part 2. You can view part. 1 HERE It was a head. Two babies born head down, I couldn’t believe it. I asked if I could take a break, his heart rate was good so they said sure. I told them to crank up my epideral again because it was doing nothing! But the paediatrician called out – “Ya might wanna start pushing, you’re about to have babies born on different days!” Different days ?! That...

Cove and Meadows pregnancy

Steve ( My instagram husband ūüėČ took these of me when I was 31 weeks pregnant with the twins. The boys didn’t want to be apart of them, and I kinda wish I had begged and bribed a little harder.. But oh well..¬† I’ve definitely been doing a lot of reflecting with the twins first Birthday coming up in just 3 weeks‚Ķ ( insert heart ache and loss of breath) Remembering the journey it took to get them here, all...

Easter Shananigans. { Naturally dyed eggs & floral crown bunny ears }

Last year was a total write- off in the fun, ¬†seasonal, things – to -do with kids department. I was just too exhausted with the twins pregnancy and I just kept telling myself, ¬†‘ better luck next year..’ Hah! The kids are on spring break right now and to ward off going crazy I’ve tried to fill part of our days with activities and festivities‚Ķ I thought naturally dying eggs would be something fun to try, so that’s exactly what...

When 3 Become 5

When I was pregnant with Harlan,  a part of me mourned every month that went by. It was to be our last. Three kids at the time,  seemed like a good number.  I thought for sure that if she was a girl,  my feelings of wanting another baby would somehow go away. But they didn’t. In fact when she was born I knew for certain, I was not yet complete. Something, someone was missing. It showed up not only deep...

Kiss me I’m Irish!

I have been meaning to post this for the last 3 days but my baby D got super sick. My normally content, feisty, independent, ¬†alligator baby, cried for 2 days straight, he wouldn’t nap, ¬†( except on Mommy’s chest ) and when he was awake he wanted to be carried around in the carrier. I’m not gonna lie, parts of me kinda loved it. I’ve said it before, nothing makes me feel more deserving of the title ” Mama” than...