Nourished

At the end of Jacob’s first week, I hobbled into my midwife’s office, bleeding and crying and snotting all over the place. She asked me how we were doing. “I’m bruised,” …

I Didn’t Recognize Myself

“Oh, Stefanie. I didn’t even recognize you! How are things with the new baby?” “Things are chaotic, but good. We’re good.” After hearing myself reply, I immediately thought, Wow, I …

My Anxiety is a Gift

My eldest daughter was born bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. She could hold her head up strong by two weeks old and looked around like she knew the world had something to offer …

The Empathy & Self-Care Balance

I recently went to my first “parent-teacher” meeting at daycare – my daughter is four.  It went something like this: Teacher: “Your daughter shows so much empathy, it’s really amazing!  Not …