“I do not care what kind of birth you have… a home birth, scheduled cesarean, epidural hospital birth, or if you birth alone in the woods next to a baby deer. I care that you are supported in your choices, and that you were respected.” ~ January Harshe, Birth Without Fear
My pregnancy just didn’t have nuances. Welp, now it does. So let’s catch up.
I’m looking for a similar experience in Costa Rica and when I started searching I couldn’t believe how different everything was.
People say wait three months, people say they got pregnant they day after they miscarried, people say all the things. So let’s do it. Let’s get pregnant, again (fingers crossed).
So I was pregnant and now I’m not. I’d like to be again. And we’ll see if that happens.
At a week that you "shouldn't" be telling anyone because it might not stick? I get its just the size of a sesame seed, it's itty. But it takes up a lot of space mentally so I'm going to tell you all about it.
Schedules and plans and fails and repeat
Teaching a yoga class is only one part of the living life of being a yoga teacher.
Growing and learning and falling and growing and learning and falling
It’s been fun to figure this place out one task or need at a time. Life’s an adventure. Some things are different – each day is 12 hours long, sunrise and sunset both at 5:30, which won’t change much – while others are just like home. We still have Netflix.