Giving Birth

Dear Diary, What is an  episiotomy? Say it with me—uh-pee-zee-ot-uh-mee. I didn’t know how to pronounce that word—heck I didn’t even know the definition—until I was spread eagle on the...

Dear Diary, Today’s #TMITuesday topic is a load of crap. That’s right. We’re talking ‘ish and shooting the sh*t! And no, we’re not discussing dirty diapers. We’re sharing way too much...

Dear Diary, Imagine holding this conversation in your house the weeks following your child’s birth. "Hey honey! What are you cooking?" "Placenta. Oh, I think it’s pronounced polenta. The potato...

Dear Diary, I thought cute doctors only existed on television. And they’re not even doctors; they’re actors. Personally, I was never examined by someone I would consider dating or someone who was born...

Dear Diary, My entire life I was taught to get married first and have sex second. Obviously, that didn't play out. Nonetheless, I always associated sex with guilt. I felt guilty for committing a sin and...

Dear Diary, My name is Samantha Mangali--pronounced Mahn-gah-lee, and I am a South African mom-to-be. No matter where you live, having a baby is a big blessing. But here in Cape Town, the journey isn’t...