3 Reasons to Consider Homebirth
my youngest and I in our bed, just after his birth
Last week Megan allowed me to write a guest post for her in her series on natural, intervention-free birth.
You can read it here: 3 Reasons to Consider Homebirth.
my youngest and I in our bed, just after his birth
Last week Megan allowed me to write a guest post for her in her series on natural, intervention-free birth.
You can read it here: 3 Reasons to Consider Homebirth.
I guess it is already pretty much February. Which means us girls, except Hannah, all turn a year older and it’s time to get ready for spring gardening season. I’m way behind already, that much I know, but I’m ready to plant a big old patch of beets come February 15th and maybe some potatoes…
Sometime early last year – before Hannah was born – I started doing something with the children that has kind of changed my life. I don’t throw phrases like that around a lot, but sometimes small decisions really do change the course of your days. This was one of them. For years I had struggled…
photo credit I am looking forward to seeing what y’all have to say about this week’s poll, but first – last week’s results. Last week’s question was “What percentage of your budget do you spend on food?” Thank you all for answering and explaining how you budget for food in your families. It really is…
Hi. I took this photo so long ago that this just-opening sunflower is now drooping down from the weight of its giant, yellow head. You haven’t even heard about the 40-some odd chicks and chickens we added to the flock… and the egg hunts that ensued. The nightly sigh of relief we all breathe as…
I thrive on schedules, lists and structure. I am not a super organized person by nature, though I wish I were. With little ones it is even more of a struggle to find that rhythm and stay on task. The past few weeks, however, I was finding more structure, planning a new morning routine and…
Early in the morning I often hear the [thump] [thump] [thump] of Joshua’s (three-year old) feet across our plywood floors. The thumps grow louder as he gets closer and I try to wake up enough to grab a flashlight and hand it to him. We have a daily routine going where he needs to go…