Author: Brianna Russell
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Birth Story Three
My goodness. I am glad that I started writing when I did and let myself stop when I needed a break. I finished writing a few minutes to midnight on New Years Eve, I checked on Ellen, pulled back my covers, kissed my sleeping husband a Happy New Year, snuggled in, and fell asleep (for […]
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Birth Story Two
This is the messy part. Childbirth cannot be retold without the mention of blood and other fluids, so this is your trigger warning. I’ll tell it from my perspective, and for me it wasn’t too gory. Watching it happen was different, I’m sure. I cling to the slick black bench of the Humvee with my […]
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Birth Story One
Once upon a time, seven days ago, there was a mommy with a baby in her tummy and the baby wanted out during a blizzard on Christmas Eve. So the local SWAT team showed up with an armored vehicle to rescue mommy and drop her off in the wrong hospital. The wrong hospital was brave and did a great job and saved mommy and baby. Then mommy and baby were whisked away to special doctors who took over and said good job, you look great, go home in a blizzard aftermath. At the same time that mommy and baby were fighting for their lives, daddy and George weathered the storm alone together, and they were very brave.
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Crudite
I have vegetables on my breasts. Ice packs too. I laid in bed uncomfortable with the physical changes in breast tissue. Milk is coming in with no where to go. My body moves right along to the next challenge. Completely unaware that this natural process is counter productive to the life saving measures soon to […]
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Am I the Drama?
There is a tiktok sound bite that goes: “is it me, am I the drama? I think its me.” and its used when you very obviously are dramatic and causing a raucous for everyone around you. I have clearly worn that crown of dramatics this year, and we wanted to be sure to fit it […]
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Thank you Enfamil
On Friday I go to work, I get work done, no big deal. The door to my office is wide open, I’ve got on my business-as-usual persona, which helps me forget that my belly, my back, my neck is uncomfortable. I’m calm, then Theresa from Roswell calls me around 1030am and says that she met […]
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Expressing Negativity
I feel like my breasts are useless. I have a baby who needs to be fed. And I’m wracked with grief again because I may have used them for the very last time already. I comforted my girl in the hospital and she took in a tiny bit of colostrum. It’s a drop in the […]
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What a day!
It’s one of the things George says in his innocent little toddler voice that I will hold in my heart until it stops beating. It’s also the way he says “again!” And “oh my!” “What is that!?” Today we got a new one “magic!” This Arctic blizzard began at 802am by my reckoning. Just fifteen […]
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Not Anti-Climactic
Have you ever looked forward to the completion of a thing and felt let down because it wasn’t as exciting as you expected? We all know that feeling, right? Its just the anticipation of accomplishment does not have the pomp and circumstance that you looked forward to. I felt that way at graduation. There was […]
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