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It’s the third installment of the Comfy Pregnancy Series over at The Better Mom today! We’re talking abut preparing our bodies, and babies, for labor/delivery/and birth, even if you are having a c-section! Come join us and share you favorite ways to gear yourself up for the big day! If you’ve clicked over from The Better Mom, you’re very welcome here and I’m so glad to have you! Get a...

Let Me Count the Ways

We leave bright dark and early on a plane tomorrow for a jam-packed schedule for the next week and a half. This is possibly the last post for awhile around here and I was desperate to put words to page. Once again, the prompt from LisaJo for Five Minute Friday was so apropos. The word this week is BROKEN Start Jagged. Sharp. Shredded. Harsh. Anger slashes through my happy facade like a lightning bolt. Veins throb,...

Familiar, Yet Changed

Memories rise like dust in the desert with each step I take in this dry land, familiar yet changed. Round every corner nostalgia blows afresh. The scent of a memory wafts by, gone as quickly as it came; so quickly one would doubt if ever it was truly there. This place. It saw me bloom from child to young lady to woman. These hills hold stories from my heart too numbered to recall. This sky with its glow of golden...

Treasure, Ponder, Snuggle, Repeat

I see your small body on the sheet covered gurney; blood staining your knee and your jeans. Tears stain your cheeks and sweat has matted your hair to your head. I want to remember how tiny you were are and how things can happen and change in an instant. I see you standing in front of the ginormous ride, both terrified and chomping at the bit to go. You squeal, laugh, whoop and holler with hands raised. Joy...

If You Came to My Village

If you came to my wee village in the west of Ireland on Saint Patrick’s Day, it might look a little bit different than you expect. It might be more subdued. There might be less green. There certainly wouldn’t be any pinching. But it would no doubt be an experience that you would take with you and think of fondly for the rest of your life. You might even say it was magical. If you came to my village for...

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