Ever been so pregnant you just. Can’t. Stop. Crying? Me too. It was such a day as this that brought about plans for my Blessingway.
At 39 weeks pregnant I found I really needed some moral support and while my friends had offered to organise a baby shower for me it for some reason just didn’t feel right. My doula (doula post to come) had mentioned a Blessingway to me during our first meet. I had shrugged it off as a slightly too ‘out there’ for me, but when I found myself needing some woman to woman support it popped back up as an idea. After a short internet nosey (and a whole day of emotional just-because-I’m-pregnant crying), I had some ideas of how to customise my own Blessingway. Continue reading “Blessingway”