3 Reasons to Consider Homebirth

I know I always said I’d miss the pitter-patter of little feet someday, but I never knew how bitter sweet that was until I sipped that cup down just a little more. Those pudgy little hands that used to hold mine now milk cows and lift more feed bags than I dare and fly through…

I watch him from the window, as the sun goes down and supper cooks, a brief quiet moment in my day. This is his daily ritual, with bright blue snow pants and the eyes of his papa he heads out to soak up cold air and shovel snow. And as I watch him I stand…