Birth Trauma Survivor and Maternal Health Advocate

“Although she was giddy with exhaustion, sleep was a lover who refused to be touched….” ― Janet Fitch, Paint it Black

I wanted Miss J to lay next to me all night but the night nurse/army sergeant made Bobby put her back in the bassinet. That’s the thing about being a patient–you don’t get to make decisions, especially after a traumatic accident. Everyone not only tells you what to do, but also when and how to…

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“Destiny is no matter of chance. It is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved.” William Jennings Bryan

My mommy friends and I often plan events to satisfy both our mommy obligations as well as our mommy needs–hence the holiday parties for our children in addition to ‘mommy’s night out.’  In October of 2011, I hosted a Halloween party for the kids at a local restaurant.  The party was a nice mix of…

The Wedding Planner: Part Two

Our wedding took place on Saturday February 28th,2009 at 6:30 in the evening, so we had all day to get ready. Like many brides (at least the crazy ones I had been watching on television for the past year), I had prepared a detailed timeline and schedule that was to be followed with military-like precision….

"It is the habit of faith, when she is praying, to use pleas. Mere prayer sayers, who do not pray at all, forget to argue with God; but those who prevail bring forth their reasons and their strong arguments." Charles H. Spurgeon

About an hour into the surgery, Dr. B emerged from the side room where people had gathered to watch Dr. Richmond attempt to save my life. Dr. B came over to me and picked up my hand. “You are doing great,” he said. “I am?” I asked. “Yes. The surgery is going very well so…

“I don’t understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little – if only out of politeness. And then, you never know, maybe that’s the day she has a date with destiny. And it’s best to be as pretty as possible for destiny.” — Coco Chanel

April 19, 2010 I had arrived at the hospital the day before with a face full of make-up and I intended to keep it that way.  It was now eight o’clock in the morning and after twenty hours of labor I had grown used to my enemy–the contractions. As uncomfortable as I was, I comforted…