Your Questions about Suboxone During Pregnancy Answered; Series

We hear in the news often about the terrible opiate epidemic plaguing so many of our towns and cities. With a sudden increase in opiate addicts, there has been a subsequent crisis of babies born dependent on opiates (notice I didn't say "addicted", more on that later). Thankfully, more medical professionals are understanding what these [...]

Nesting, Nesting, Nesting- 39 Weeks Pregnant

I kind of overdid it today. I had to sit down, and drink some orange juice. Nesting is the phenomenon many pregnant women experience towards the end of their pregnancies, where they feel the need to clean and organize everything before the baby comes. I always get this sudden urge to scrub, vacuum, wash, and [...]

32 Weeks Pregnant; Putting Away Fear, Embracing Intuition

I can't believe I am 32 weeks (plus 4 days) into this unassisted pregnancy journey. I have mentioned before that this was my most difficult pregnancy, and being my 5th I have been given no time for rest! Especially with my very adorable, but very demanding 2yr old son. I have also been much BIGGER [...]

16 Weeks Pregnant and Breastfeeding

So, the weeks are flying by this pregnancy. I think having my first totally unassisted pregnancy is contributing to that feeling, because I don't have my weeks punctuated with doctor's visits and ultrasounds. Taking care of my four children, especially my toddler, is taking most of my mental space. Speaking of which, my little 21 [...]

Why I Had to End My Suboxone Detox; And The Physical Effects of Being so Sick

Hey everyone. I spent a week in bed, unable to move without help a few feet to the bathroom. At times I laid in bed so thirsty, but I couldn't move my arm to grab the water next to me in bed. I wanted so badly to continue, but my body couldn't do it. The [...]

Journey to Breastfeeding- Part 3 (Nursing Aversion, Pregnancy)

Baby Liora and I settled into a nursing routine. I knew when she would want to nurse, and she knew exactly how to nurse. My breast was her comfort, her nourishment, her contentment. She would rest her chubby baby hand above my breast and fall asleep dreamily. Often times I would hold her there after [...]