Childbirth, Parenting, Pregnancy, Video

“Asking For a Pregnant Friend” Book Deal Announcement!

Request for your most taboo questions about pregnancy, childbirth + early motherhood!

Email me at if you have any questions about pregnancy, childbirth or early motherhood that you would like answered on this channel 🙂

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Childbirth, Self Love, Video

7 Weird Things You Can Do With Your Placenta

The placenta is pretty amazing. It sprung from a tiny embryo and facilitates the growth and nourishment of baby. Because of this, many women don’t want to just throw it away – they want to find a way to utilize it. If you’re one of these ladies, or just curious about all the ways other people use their placentas, watch on 🙂

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Mom Humor, Pregnancy, Self Love, Uncategorized

9 Things Your Vagina is Urgently Trying to Tell You Post-Baby

IMG_4679For the love of God woman, use a donut cushion!

Your vagina assumes a new personality after having a baby. It sheds its past insecurities and fears; it’s capable of learning. If your vagina can push out a baby, it can do anything.

The new personality of your vagina has some sage postpartum words for you, helping to integrate your new badass self with your new badass vagina. I’ll go ahead and assume the voice of your vagina, so let’s pretend she has a British accent.

1. I damn well deserve to be called by my proper name now.

Once your vagina has gone through the big girl task of birthing a baby, it deserves to be called by its proper name. No more “down there,” “va-jay-jay,” “pink lady,” or “my petunia.” It’s vagina, and Queen Vagina to the men.

Read more on Your Tango!

Self Love

Celebrating the Honest Postpartum Body

Remember the ditty ‘Do Your Ears Hang Low?’ Well, I’ve tweaked the lyrics a bit to apply to my current situation. Here goes:

Do your boobs sag down, do they jiggle to and fro? Do they swing to the right and then reach down to the floor?

Mine do.

At least I think they’re mine.

The postpartum boob transformation occurred quicker than the flick of a baby finger. “My” breasts were small, perky and fluid-free. These new things attached to my chest are droopy bags — albeit fabulous droopy bags. They fill with and distribute milk — fabulous — but they’re just so different and devoid of perkiness.

And “my” stomach, where did that come from? It’s flattish, wide and different. It’s so different from the stomach I came to know so well.

Come to think of it, the only parts of my naked postpartum body I recognize are my knee caps. They’re not saggy. Yet.

Read more on the Huffington Post!