Ticks. Ugh.

Ticks. Ugh.

Ticks. Nobody likes them. People ask us constantly what do we use for tick repellent. Honestly we haven't used anything. Our method is checking our bodies multiple times a day and being aware of tiny things crawling on our bodies. Frank and I have both experienced waking up from a deep sleep to a tick crawling across us and woke up in the middle of the night to see it.

To share or not to share

To share or not to share

I shared a post the other day about the benefits of sunshine on our bodies. I’m still reeling about some of the negative comments on there. I just assumed the sun benefits and how we really really need sun on our skin was old news. Maybe it’s the circles I run in. The other thing I’m reeling from is how straight up mean people can be in their comments. Like woah. The interesting part here is that I highly doubt any of these same people would ever say the same things to my face. Sure maybe we’d have a discussion on the topic but I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be called dumb and told to go listen to a doctor to my face. 

Loving my postpartum body

Loving my postpartum body

remember when my friend Kristin sent me these pictures. She had come over when I was just a few days postpartum to capture the magic and she had been at the birth as well. When I saw this picture, I felt so much body shame I decided I would never share it. In that time I couldn’t see this strong powerful body that had just grown a healthy 9 lb baby boy and birthed at home, surrounded by an incredible birth team.

Why are we shaming the mother body

Why are we shaming the mother body

Why is there so much shame around the mother’s body? Or any body for that matter? Why is there an entire industry around “getting your back body before baby?”

I’m guilty of this just as much as the next person. More than once, people have said nearby me after I’ve just birthed babies in days past or weeks past, “I wonder when the body goes back to normal” like I’m not right there and can hear exactly what’s being said.