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I've had a pretty "raw" week having been taking off sugar, dairy, and grain via my doctor's advice (but I won't give up coffee, never, ever, ever) and am feeling the withdrawl big time. In my crankiness I looked over at Sweet Pea, who had been drifting in and out of dreams on the same chair all day, embracing his right to be totally chill, lazy...

Stumbling along, perfect(ing) as I go.

We sat in a circle last night, holding space for each other, speaking our truths. Sitting on the earth under the night sky feels like a reclamation. I'm awed by how many cool, strong, authentic women I'm surrounded with.

It's funny how each time one of my babies has a birthday memories of the actual "birth day" come back...I'm sure this happens to all mamas. Like when at eight p.m. I called the midwife and she answered in her Trinidad accent, "so this baby is coming tonight?" and then just four hours later he was here. I adore his affectionate nature, his friendliness to strangers, his early love for baking, his booming voice, his wild nature, and his big energy....I'm so glad he came.

Week three: sprinkles can be crunchy, right?