Tag Archives: fear

The What Side of the Bed

I have never been a morning person, but for the most part my resistance to first light is a matter of delicious comfort, pure and simple, that I’d prefer not to disturb. My bed is firm, my body warm, my … Continue reading

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I cannot share its name.

I have a secret in my pocket but I cannot share its name. It’d be the breast pocket but I prefer v-necks and denim, so right buttcheek it is. But yes…it’d be right over the breast, over the chest, over … Continue reading

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Get down.

Last night I got real down on myself. Real down. Not so much on my Self, at least not at first, but on my body, which was suddenly, yet again, alien to me. I recall gazing at, prodding, examining my … Continue reading

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Hesitation

“All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.” ~Walt Disney Sometimes I suspect even the most courageous people are total wimps behind closed doors. But just behind closed doors. When it comes time, they … Continue reading

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Conception

I’ve been bouncing off the walls of my skull trying to decide how to best start this journey. There are a million reasons why I want- no, need– to be a midwife. But quite honestly, I am terrified – what if … Continue reading

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