“In my house, we accept people as they are and support them to be who they want to be. Because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.”
- Love What Matters
- Children
“In my house, we accept people as they are and support them to be who they want to be. Because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.”
“Due to COVID, we were only allowed to join through a Zoom call. We sat in the parking lot and watched the doctor take two small dots and implant them into the surrogate. That faint blue line instantly changed everything.”
“My leg tore open and blood vessels were bursting. A washbasin was held under my leg because it poured out like a tap. A student nurse gagged while I tried to hold it together.”
“Doctor finally comes. ‘I NEED DRUGS! WHERE IS THE EPIDURAL MAN? TELL HIM I NEED HIM.’ I am screaming, begging, pleading. The doctor smiles at me while the nurses put an IV in my arm. They tell me they need to check to make sure my water broke. I spread my legs and they can already see my baby’s head. 7 centimeters dilated. F–k…me.”
“17 years ago, I had no idea how much the world would overlook and underestimate my son. When I realized just how much harm public school was causing him, I pulled him out.”
“Where did it all go WRONG?’ My body wasn’t my own and I was apathetic towards my amazing life.”
“Here I was with a life many people only DREAM of, yet I was feeling hopeless and numb.”
“’This is supposed to be the HAPPIEST time in your life!’ I can’t do this AGAIN. I felt forgotten.”
“‘Mama, can you rest with me?’ She points to her chest and has me lay my head down. Oh, the sweet sound of her breath. Her soft hands gently stroking my hair as we lay in silence. Her hands comforting and soothing this restless heart of mine. One night, the air will be silent, only filled with a hug and a kiss goodnight.”
“I’m still in postpartum clothes, stained and stretched. I’m still wearing my hair whichever way is easiest, messy and practical. I’m still anchored at home, under him and on top of nothing.”