Winter's Arrival. A Birth Story.

Winter,

This is the story of how you came into the world. You may not understand all that I am going to explain to you but if and when you decide to have your own kids, I want you to know how you were born and I want you to understand that it will remain my favorite day in the world because it's the day that I finally met you, my sweet girl. We kept your gender a surprise. I wasn't too thrilled with this idea at first but your father explained how important it was that he too feel as connected to you as the immediate maternal bond is. He conveyed how romantic it would be if he could present you to me by saying, "Here is your son" or "Meet your daughter". Because I am such a hopeful romantic, I swooned at the thought of your father's introduction and agreed to wait to know who you were at birth.

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{Photo}Synthesis Vol.I: Carley Summers of @calraypage

Welcome to the first {Photo}Synthesis post of the series! It's my goal to share one of the greatest passions that brought my husband and I closer together, PLANTS. When we were dating, Perry had three urban backyard gardens that he created and tended to at different friends’ houses. We would spend so many mornings riding our bikes between them, watering, weeding and enjoy the morning sun. These mornings have created some of the best memories for us and I can't wait until it's summertime and we’re able to share our gardening journey with all of you!

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With Winter + Ergo Baby

Winter and I start our mornings out nice and slowly. If we have somewhere to go that day, she’s usually the first one to get dressed. We co-slept up until Winter was two-months-old but now that she sleeps in her crib, I have to soak up the bedtime snuggles while she's awake. I will always treasure these quiet mornings we had together when I was on maternity leave.

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A Working Mama

I started my maternity leave five days before my due date which was October 28th.  I had envisioned myself working two days past my due date because Halloween sounded like a good end-date but after a particularly challenging Friday, my husband took one look at me and said, "You're done. Let's get you nice and relaxed so you can have enough energy to have that baby". My employers agreed to the start date and my arduous wait for Winter's arrival began. She was nine days late and I needed to be induced (I'll share my birth story another time). I had only been with my employer for a year and half before taking maternity leave which meant I had accumulated a lousy two weeks of paid leave. I am so grateful that I have a career, yet I have to say that the USA maternity and paternity laws are lacking in so many ways. From the time Winter was born, I got exactly 88 days before going back to work (well, 89 if you count that the my first day back was a snow day and I did not have to work). That's 2,112 hours which looks like a big number yet feels like the fastest roller-coaster ride of my life.

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