What if we started approaching life, the same way we approach birth? Well in essence I suppose we do. It's a long, painful, difficult whirlwind of experiences we have to endure to reach our ultimate goal, whatever that is, right? But wait, maybe I mean- what if we reimagined life the same way we've reimagined … Continue reading Hypnobirthing my way through mama hood.
Ok, sure, he's not actually called Oatcake. That's just an affectionate nickname, that will probably stick and is already morphing into a host of cake based variations sure to embarrass him through his teens. He's Otis, officially, though still not registered, so we could technically still change our minds and go with Thor or Legend … Continue reading Naming Oatcake