Hello friends. This is not an easy post for me to write. I’ve gone back and forth on whether or not I wanted to post this. But ultimately, I feel the need to share my experience, because the truth is, as isolating and terrifying as this experience has been, I am far from alone in what happened to me. I have not yet had time to write about it here but in September we put an offer on a home…
As I’ve mentioned in the past, my pregnancy with Julia was pretty much smooth sailing, right up until the last trimester. I hadn’t really developed any stretch marks until I was about 32 weeks and then they came on like crazy. However, once I was around 37/38 weeks I started noticing the marks on my belly were becoming very itchy. Before I knew it, I had a rash that covered my belly, upper arms, legs, and thighs. It was miserably…
Photo Credit: Erin Kavanaugh Photography Disclaimer/Trigger Warning: This birth story contains details of a traumatic birth. This may be triggering or frightening for some people. However, the reason I decided to share my story is because I believe people need to know that these things can happen and sometimes there are red flags. But how are you supposed to know what they are if you never hear these stories? I read so many pregnancy books. So many birth stories. None…