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Going from Two Kids to Three
A third child is a whole new level of chaotic. I learned that my former routines must be retired. My expectations altered.

Guest Writer’s Series: A Letter to My Postpartum Depression
No one tells you that the newborn phase is like Groundhog’s Day — every three hours, it is diaper change, feed, sleep, repeat. Throw in some inconsolable crying, dozens of doctors appointments, formula trial-and-error, and hundreds of loads of laundry and you get the picture. In addition to the typical newborn struggles, I was struggling with something that I still struggle to put into words.
Austin’s Birth Story
I am one of those women who loves being pregnant. I loved wearing maternity clothes. I lived in those stretchy dresses. I couldn’t wait to start wearing my jeans with the “over the belly band.” However, due to military family life, there was much stress around Austin’s delivery.