Why I don’t blog often

A day in the life:

-After a long night with little sleep:
-I woke up at 7:30 (late), went back to sleep got up at 8am.
-Got Sol dressed,fed, entertained her.
-Got Moonbeam changed, nursed, and ready for the sitter.
-got the house ready for sitter (made sure bottles are clean, diapers are in place, etc.)
-Made Sol’s lunch for school.
-Pumped some fresh breastmilk for Moonbeam’s first bottle of the day
-Got myself ready in 5minutes.
-Dropped Sol off at school.
-E dropped me off at work. (got there late, had to create, print agendas, and prepare handouts for a meeting to happen 10 minutes after I arrived)
-Meetings and more meetings.- snack in btwn.
-pump breastmilk 2x’s at work.
-Take train and bus home. (almost missed my stop b/c I was nodding off)
-Pick Sol up from school.
-She has a ton of energy.
-Play with her in the yard, while running back and forth inside to check on dinner.
-Give Sol bath.
-Feed Sol dinner. (I eat her scraps)
-Make Sol’s lunch for tomorrow.
-Story time with Sol.
-Moonbeam wakes up, change him, nurse him. Spend time listening to music and babbling with him.
-Shower (with Moonbeam)
-more nursing, cuddling, talking with him
-put Moonbeam to sleep.
– now its 11:16 and I have 3 weeks worth of homework to catch up on, emails to send, and more… and I just wanna sleep and b/c I know in a few hours Sol is gonna wake up to pee and
Moonbeam is gonna wake up to nurse.

*keep in mind Sol is 2, so every task done with her includes me calming her down during meltdowns, repeating myself 10xs, chasing her around, cleaning up messes etc.

Moonbeam’s Birth: A Visual Account

Birth.Beauty.Healing.Love. Light. Power. Safe.Natural.Peaceful.Loving.

Birth is a sacred rite of passage. It is the most holistically profound and spiritual experience one would ever have. It’s the one thing We all have in common, WE WERE BORN, WE’VE EXPERIENCED BIRTH. Yes, our birth stories vary -some naturally, some traumatically, some peacefully, some by surgery, some vaginally, some after long labors and some after short. But regardless of how we were born, we were BORN. And that in and of itself lets me know how powerful BIRTH is.

Pregnancy and the journey to birth is a healing process, it’s a time when all of your senses are heightened, you are more aware of not only the world around you, but also the world within you. Birth is not a medical condition and shouldn’t be treated as such. Yes, there are certain circumstances and situations that rely on medical interventions to keep mommy and baby safe, and I am grateful that they exist for mommy’s in those situations. However, I also believe that many pregnancies and births are low risk and have the potential to happen without much medical interference. When a mother is empowered, informed, and supported- birth isn’t scary.

The power to birth comes from our Creator and exists within the woman who is birthing and no one else. I am so greatful that my team believed in this, supported this, and helped to remind me of this during my birth.

I have not yet finished the writing of my birth story, or completed the short video compilation that I hope to create… please enjoy the visual account linked below of my birth done by The Memory Box Photography.

It would be a sin for me not to share such a beautiful, powerful testament of birth. This is another perspective of our Journey to Moonbeam.

Photo Slideshow: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OIbmkNBbn0g

There are some very intimate images, and you’ll even see my placenta up close and personal. If you are not a birth nerd like myself and many of my friends, please remember that these images are a reflection of the beauty and power of birth. They are not meant to make you uncomfortable. It takes a lot to decide to share so much of yourself with the world. But I believe this is part of my destiny to inspire and empower other women to be proud of their bodies, their births, their journey’s to motherhood and to be conscious, aware, gentle, and loving mothers. This is one step towards me fulfilling my goal of “celebrating the art of motherhood”!

If you have any questions about what you see, please feel free to leave a comment on this post.

If you haven’t yet seen the video of me meeting my Moonbeam for the first time, check it out here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=woWDxWE0bn4&sns=fb

He’s a He! Moonbeam has arrived!

Moonbeam was born on February 18th, 2012 at 11:03pm. 7lbs 12oz and 21 inches of perfect divine love. He was born into his daddy’s arms, in a birth tub next to our bed, surrounded by an amazing birth team cheering us on. (Full birth story coming soon). I am a VBAC and HBAC mama (Vaginal Birth After Cesarean and Home Birth After Cesarean)… And oh so very PROUD!

We are waiting on his name to emerge. But I think we are close.

I want to thank everyone who has offered prayers, kind words, positive thoughts, etc to my family as we embarked on this beautiful journey. The outpouring of love and support has been beautifully overwhelming.

As you are aware I am very enthralled by the birthing process. Its a sacred time, and I believe that many women have lost their connection with birth due to many of the hospital birthing practices that don’t acknowledge and interfere (sometimes unecessarily or against our own will) our God-given ability to birth our babies with little or no intervention and the picture media and our society has painted around birth. Birth is powerful, it is healing, and it is transformative. The environment women give birth in, the way they are treated by their care professionals, and they way they give birth can have huge impact on breastfeeding initiation, post partum depression, ability to bond with baby, physical healing, and can even make or break your confidence as a mother. It is because of this I have chosen to share Moonbeams birthing experience with my social and personal networks. I have already shared the Meeting Moonbeam youtube video of us meeting just moments after birth, and the response has humbled me greatly.

Be on the look out for my birth story, photo images, and additional video footage. It is my hope that in the sharing of these precious moments, conversations and dialogue will happen and women and their partners will be motivated to take a more active role in the births of their children.

Sol Baby is 2 years old…

I just realized my Sol baby’s birthday post was sitting in my drafts, waiting for an entire month to be posted. She turned 2yrs old on January 8th. I am going to try and get the recap from her So(u)l Rhythm birthday party up this evening…

Two years I gave birth to the most beautiful So(u)l I ever laid eyes on. From the very beginning she was a joy, as a newborn she had a peaceful spirit and was always alert. We noticed very soon that she was developing very rapidly. She rolled over on the table at a very early visit to the doctor’s office; she was making eye contact and smiling, grabbing for things, and trying to sit up well before she made 2 months old. This was a sign of things to come; Sol went on to sit up at 4months, start crawling at 5months, taking steps at 7 months and fully walking at 8months. She began doing performing sign language by 9months, her first sign was milk, and then she went on to master, eat, more, all done, bath, and sleep by 12 months. Shortly after turning 12 months, I noticed she was removing her diapers before using the bathroom. I was in denial; my child was not ready for potty training. But she was. At 13 months I bought a potty chair, and took her occasionally. By 18months old she was potty trained and in panties, we skipped training pants, and she was only in diapers at night for my own sanity, she wasn’t having accidents overnight, I just wasn’t ready for no diapers at all. By 19 months she was done with diapers all together. And has only had one or two accidents since then, and usually it was the fault of the adult.

She is smart and has a thirst for information. Her language skills are very well developed and she can have a conversation with you. She knows her colors in English and Spanish, her shapes, can count to 100 by 1’s, 5’s, and 10’s, knows her states in alphabetical order, her continents, her abc’s and the phonetic sounds, she can write the letters in her name, and circles, she can dance and boy does she love it, she makes up songs, she can sort objects by color or shape. She eats. Boy does she eat. Everything from lentils and rice to kale chips and avocado. She just recently starting liking sweets like cookies and ice cream won’t touch juice. Loves apples, oranges, bananas, and grapes, and will finish her food and yours if you let her.

Her favorite toys are planes, trains, and automobiles. She loves anything with wheels especially school busses. She loves to run, jump, and flip. And she loves kisses, butterfly kisses, eskimo kisses, kisses on the cheek, and sweet sweet for mommy and daddy (kisses on the lips).

She is now anticipating the birth of Moonbeam, and is already very protective of my belly. She accidentally scratched my belly the other day and she cried, b/c she thought she hurt the baby.

Its weird, because I can’t believe my little girl is two but at the same time she feels much older and it seems as if I’ve known her my entire life. She is my best friend. I love her so much it feels as if my heart is going to burst. People always ask what did I do to make her this way. I always say God sent her to me Amazing, and all I’ve done is meet her where she is, accept her for who she is, and love her as she is.

2 years of love that can never be measured. 2 years of memories that can never be replaced.

2 years of nursing my little suckling and providing her with optimal nutrition. While gazing into her big brown eyes.

2 years of amazement and awe at her lively spirit and thirst for learning.

2 years of cuddles in the night.

2 years of waking up next to the most beautiful sunshine that ever existed.

2 years of laughter, 2 years of tears, 2 years of moments where I felt insufficient along with 2 years of moements when I felt like the worlds best mom.

2 years of blessings

2 years of mistakes, no parent is perfect.

2 years of growth

2 years of dancing

2 years of life…

A lifetime to go.

Happy birthday Sol baby, mommy loves you dearly.

Journey to Moonbeam: Love Pics

E and I went out to the lake the day after my birthday. The weather was amazing. Being born in Chicago, and born on January 5th, I have never had anything other than a blizzard, blizzard aftermath, or below freezing temps on my birthday. Well this year was different, the Sun was majestic and bright, the weather was comfortable, and the energy I was feeling was very reflective. I decided what better time to capture some photos than NOW! Here are some of the photos from Moonbeam’s Maternity shoot. Enjoy!

Journey To Moonbeam: Maternity Pic

I haven’t kept up with my #journeytomoobeam letters. And I feel horrible about it. So much has been going on in our lives, and I haven’t blogged or documented this journey as much as I would’ve liked. The past few months, weeks, and days have been spent finding a new apartment, packing, moving, unpacking, planning and celebrating my birthday 1/5/12, planning and celebrating Sol’s 2nd birthday 1/8/12, and preparing to go on leave at work 2/1/12. But there is still time, and I am going to use it wisely. I am dedicating the rest of this pregnancy to Moonbeam, I have been stretched so thin, that I haven’t had a chance to do so many things I have wanted to do. I still have a lot of birth preparations to make, I need to purchase a few things, and I also just need to spend some quiet time reflecting on this pregnancy, praying for this upcoming birth, and wrapping my head around being a mother of 2. This weekend I finally made time to have a photo shoot, and over the course of the next few weeks, I am going to be sharing the photos along with mini letters, and phrases that symbolize how I feel and have felt about this journey. Enjoy!