by Sarah Beaulieu | Aug 27, 2021 | Pregnancy, Parenting, and Birth
My first lesson of motherhood came hard and fast. I woke up from a nap in early labor to a team of doctors and nurses with their hands on me and in me, searching for my son’s heartbeat. He was born 15 minutes later, healthy and screaming, and I learned something...
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by Sarah Beaulieu | Jun 1, 2015 | Pregnancy, Parenting, and Birth
I am a mother. There is no denying it. There are two little humans who belong to me. I am fierce and protective. I teach my children to be competitive. I like to laugh about the insanity of it all. I’m snarky. I say things like, “Man, those last 9 months of pregnancy...
by Sarah Beaulieu | Feb 10, 2014 | Pregnancy, Parenting, and Birth
In the wake of the birth of my second child, I feel compelled to write about my experience in real-time, which is something I don’t typically do. Birth is raw and messy, and my feelings about it are still raw and messy, made more so by the hormones and sleep...
by Sarah Beaulieu | Feb 7, 2014 | Pregnancy, Parenting, and Birth
When I gave birth to my son, I had no idea that birth could be traumatic. And as a survivor of sexual violence – even one who had spent 15 years healing – I went into pregnancy and birth without the knowledge and awareness I needed to make empowered decisions to...
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by Sarah Beaulieu | Feb 4, 2014 | Pregnancy, Parenting, and Birth
I’d bet you a million dollars that if you ask happily married couples in their seventies or eighties to describe the easiest phase of their marriage, that none of them would wax poetic about the time when their kids were in diapers. At least this is what I tell myself...
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by Sarah Beaulieu | Aug 13, 2013 | Pregnancy, Parenting, and Birth
There’s nothing like a school or daycare potluck to bring on a burst of competitive parenting. Personally, I dread the cheerful closing, “Bring a dish to share!” because I instantly start to think about how everyone in the room is going to judge my lack of Martha...
