"2 minutes" The announcer calls over the intercom. I kiss my vial of Spirit B and put him safely in my pack, take a swig of water and head down to the start line of the Telluride 100 mtn bike race. My nervous jitters are finally starting to fade the closer I get to start … Continue reading Telluride 100: Trusting the Process
For the past couple of weeks I have been digging deep. I have been going places that make me catch my breath and makes my heart skip a beat. I have been looking at photos of my pregnancy, the day I met the hawk, and pictures of Max and Spirit B inside and outside of … Continue reading “My Short”
This morning, I woke up to a message from Spirit B. I love you. Hi Mama, I have a few things that I want you to know today. Things that I hope you will remember everyday. I am happy that you find me in the Hawk. That you hear my whisper in the wind, … Continue reading A message from B
Mothers Day - Ever since being pregnant and having Max and Spirit B, this day has become increasingly important to me. It is a day to honor all of the grandmothers and mothers before me and give love to myself for all that I have done thus far for my boys. Mothers cross a threshold … Continue reading A Mothers Day Gift
27 miles, 5 adventure buddies, 2 water falls and one spirit boy: Last time we tried to run the North Fork of the Crooked river I was 4 or 5 months pregnant with Magnus and Spirit B. I ended up turning around due to low water conditions, and my pregnant self was not into an … Continue reading Unexpected Fairy tale and Unforeseen Gifts
After having two beautiful baby boys, breastfeeding for a year and working through as well as learning from my grief, I was excited and nervous to get back into expedition racing. Below is a little write up of my experience after a few weeks of reflection. Grab a cup of tea, sit back and enjoy:) … Continue reading A new answer
My relationship with Spirit B and death has changed so much in this last year. A year ago, when my therapist told me that someday I may be grateful for what happened to our family, I thought she was insane and honestly a big part of me wanted to slap her across the face. However, on … Continue reading A years time
After nearly a year of dealing with constant debilitating insecurity and self-loathing about my post-partum body, a beautiful thing happened: I stopped caring so much. How exactly? After a series of events these past few weeks, I think I finally have the recipe that helped me, which I hope can help others who may be … Continue reading Tools for Your Troubles
On the eve of Max and Spirit B turning 9 months, I have a well of mixed emotions churning through my body and soul. Part of me feels so good and grounded in my new role as a mother and the other half feels like a teenage girl all over again, going through puberty … Continue reading Skin deep
There is so much about being a new breast feeding mother that is not talked about. Add on being an athlete AND breastfeeding then it really gets grim. When I first started to research, the information and pictures out there made it look beautiful and easy, or like it was the most impossible thing on … Continue reading You can almost spell TEAM in Breastfeeding
