pregnancy, baby, and parenting blog

Welcome to the mothers-of-boys’ tribe

I spend my life neck-deep in stinky, noisy, dangerous boys’ stuff. I can only look on longingly at the parade of beautiful girls all dressed up and ready for their big events – their pictures plastered all over Facebook.

Birth story: my natural breech birth

I felt bub's arms and shoulders being born and knew that it was only a matter of seconds before his head would follow. I took a few breaths and let my body stretch knowing that bub's head had not moulded like a head-first birth.