New Mom Recommendations

Alright. I’ve worked on this list continually through the beginning of my motherhood journey. And I have sent it to many expecting parents. But I thought why not just share it openly? People can look at these suggestions and choose for themselves what they will or will not buy! I like writing reviews! It’s something I’ve gotten into over the years because I like to READ reviews before I buy things or go places. I’m always grateful for the reviewers. So here I shall be your reviewer

As an expectant mother I was asked to create a baby registry… and I was like UH I dunno what I need!? How am I supposed to know that? And I had to dig through the inter-webs and ask all the people and find out what I would need to purchase. It was time consuming but I think I got some very helpful things and avoided too much useless crap. 😂

So if you are here now, dear expectant Mother, it is okay. You do not have to know what you need. Because I have made a super list of things we found helpful. And I will update it as we go. And I plan to have at least one more baby but maybe 9 more so who knows. 😂

New mama recommendations

For mid to late pregnancy I highly recommend some slip on runners. I had some sketchers hands free slip ons so I never had to bend down to put my shoes on. Game changer.

Late maternity undies that are great for post partum as well as they put zero pressure on your greatly expanded lower belly.

Nipple shield “silverettes”. These protect your nips from friction between feedings. They also just keep your nipples in the right shape for when you do feed. Pricey but super helpful in the first month of breastfeeding. Could probably use a cheaper kind for the exact same effect. You only need them about a month until your nipples become elastics. 😂

Lanolin cream for your nips. My midwife told me to put it on and then a piece of Saran Wrap over my nipple to keep it from being absorbed by my bra. Helpful especially if you don’t have nipple shields👌🏻 ALSO there’s a prescription nipple cream.. Jack Newman’s. Ask your midwife. You could probably get it before the baby comes cuz it’s magical and helps so much but you can only use for a week at a time. I have used it on numerous occasions as my son would have sleep regressions or if he got sick and only wanted to nurse in the toddler days.

Burp cloths. Sprinkle them everywhere in your home. 😂 really love cosy cubs muslin ones because they are super absorbent and stay on your shoulder. They work great later on too for cleaning child when there’s less barfing and more solid food all over their face and hair.

Velcro swaddle wraps. These helped him sleep so much cuz he just was more squished. We learned he liked to have his hands up by his face too so we squished him in that way. Sometimes his arms escaped mid snooze but after a while that stopped startling him. But looking back we should have pinned his darn arms down cuz it probably would have helped. I was just such a sucker for him and wanted him to have what he wanted. 😂 Honestly there are probably better ones than these. I would’ve tried the love to dream ones but these are what we used.

As he got a bit bigger we really liked the Halo swaddle. Kept his arms in way better. It’s a little weird giving your baby a straight jacket to sleep in but they love it for about the first 2-3 months😂😅

Pads. I’d probably get a Costco sized box level 2 or 3 absorbency. And if you have time make yourself some padsicles. Truly one of the mostly helpful healing things I received!!! The ones in the hospital also were just frozen with water on them and that was great as well. Like. Such a gift on a sore and stitched up new mom.

Nursing bras. These came with removable cups that are essentially useless hahah. Used these with nipple shields and disposable breast pads. Wear the breast pads for day 3 when your milk comes in. Or you may wake up in a puddle. I honestly got 3 packs of these in all different sizes and they all fit hahaha. They come with a band extender too which is very nice. You’ll want lots because you’ll get milk all over them and your child will puke on you lots and you may have stinky postpartum sweat. 😂 oh the joys!

Kimono style onesies! Or rompers! They are the easiest to get on the newborn baby without too much fuss because they lay wide open. I used to think zippers only but snaps are great for newborns. Zippers are great too but snaps are more peaceful to get on when they are tiny. Our son was born in the summer so all he wore was onesies and was in a little blanket all the time too so we didn’t really need little pants.

Also these snap rompers. They work well with pants overtop as well.

The oogiebear nose picker. I felt oddly concerned about his nose being free of boogers so he can breathe easy while breastfeeding as a newborn. 😂 this thing is a handy little picker. I used it almost every morning. It is probably slightly unnecessary but their nose holes are so tiny they are near impossible to pick yourself.

Nose Frida snot sucker. Alright this thing seems gross but it works. The only thing I find tough is pinning Mav down enough to snot suck him. Also an automatic one might be nice cuz my lungs run out of power with this sometimes. 4 stars but does the trick. I really didn’t want to have to use this but Mav got sick 4-5 times from January to June. It was rough but eventually didn’t phase him or me too much.

Breastfeeding pillow. “My Brest friend” The most comfy way to feed the child. There’s a clip on this so it stays around you. We started cradle hold but then switched to football hold and that was much easier. This pillow made breastfeeding sooooooo much easier. Now that he’s bigger we are back to cradle hold. My only qualm with this is the Velcro for the strap has snagged a few of his cute little clothes so I’d cover it up with something cuz you don’t need more reasons to cry postpartum. Hahaha

Baby nail filer. The child came out with razor sharp little nails to scratch his own face with and also my super sensitive new mom nips. This filer is the one we have and it worked well at first but power seems to have decreased although maybe it’s just a safety measure so you don’t hurt your baby. It stops if you put too much pressure. I’m sure there’s a better one but this was very helpful when he was small. Then he got to strong and didn’t want to sit still so for a while it was near impossible to trim his nails. Now he’s 12 months and I can use regular nail clippers. You could probably use them from the get go but I tried once and cut his finger cut their skin is so thin and smooth. It was sad for both of us lol.

Nuk comfy orthodontic pacifiers. We tried some other ones too that were only okay (avent) but he held onto these best. I would probably try the Tommee Tippee ultra lights too if these didn’t work because the Nuk ones are a bit heavy. I can’t stress how helpful these have been. Helping to calm him in the car, calm him in general, teething, giving something for Dad to offer so the baby can have the sucking hormone help them sleep. Never not having a pacifier baby. Hahah. He also just decided he didn’t want them anymore when he was 17 or 18 months old so we didn’t have to wean him off them thankfully!

Pacifier clips that are just fabric. We got some that have silicone balls and they aren’t very bendable and are heavy. Prefer a simpler one. These are nice and maybe a bit too long though.

Crinkly books. Mav LOVED these when he was little and gave him very much entertainment.

Play gym. Get one. Mavi spent so much time in there lookin around and kicking and yapping. He loves it and it both helps him learn and gives you some time to make yourself food. We got the baby Einstein one. It’s a bit of an eyesore but I was thrilled with it because our baby loved to play in it. The piano broke though after 4 months of use. 😩

Stroller toys. Something to look at in the car. Easy grasp ball. Oball. Sophie the giraffe. Straw teethers. Rattles.

Sleep sacks! Around 3 months baby gets over being swaddled. Wants to free those arms at night and  stab themselves in the eye if they so choose. We had him in the snoo then so it was the snoo sleep sack. But. When we switched him to a regular sleep sack we had perelimpinpin ones at first. They were fine. Now we have Kyte ones. I love them. They are expensive though but everyone sells these on Facebook marketplace when they are done with them so you could get second hand. They pill a bit but if you use a pill shaver they will look brand. 1.0 tog is the most common and ideal for a normalish temperature home 22 degrees. I got a bubble panda one on Amazon that is 0.5 tog for summer and I love it. I’m sure these are just as nice as kyte.

Places to put the baby! “Circle of neglect” great for 5 months - 9 months ish. Like so great. Baby loves it. Gives you free hands to make food. We had the skip hop one that we got used on market place. Some of the best money I’ve ever spent in my life. We also had the ergobaby bouncer for when he was littler. It was awesome. Sometimes he slept in there. It helped with acid reflux I think because it helped him be more upright after a feed. I probably would have loved a swing that was automatic.

The angelcare bath seat. Gives you a break while baby wiggles around in the bath. Loved this. Was sad when he didn’t wanna use it anymore around 7 months.

The snoo. We used this around 1 month to about 5 months old. We were so desperate for sleep. I’m convinced it helped. But was a nuisance because we felt like he wouldn’t nap being still. But eventually he just stopped wanting the motion as they do.

Diaper reviews

Okay so my favourite are pampers swaddlers. They come up nice and high on the back and really absorb well without blowing up like a balloon. They also have a nice scent which I at first thought was dumb. To have fragrance. But I learned to really love that fresh baby smell haha. I have now made a subscription on Amazon and it’s a good deal though sometimes I purchase them at superstore for the best deal.

Pampers baby dry are probably  in second. They are cheaper and near the same ish but I can’t explain why the swaddlers are just better. Both roll up nicely for trashing. If these had a blowout barrier they’d be so much better.

He is using pampers cruisers now too which are like pull ups because around 10 months he started to hate sitting still to get his diaper changed. And he was near impossible to change a diaper laying on his back until he was 21 months.

Rascal and friends. These are pretty awesome tbh. Super sturdy. They have intense Velcro straps that feel ultra strong. I don’t find they absorb poop super well. But they are really well made and feel quite “industrial” my husband says.😂

Kirkland. Surprisingly great and the cheapest diapers out there and available at Costco. They have a blowout barrier and no dimples on the inside. No scent. Patterns are kinda cute too. The Velcro straps are stretchier and longer so they wrap around the baby really well.

Huggies. They expand too much when wet. They have some dimples on the inside that I found would imprint on Mavs body haha. They also are harder to roll up because they get so thick. They don’t absorb evenly. If he had a big pee it wouldn’t carry all the way to the back of the diaper. Sometimes it would leak out the sides instead. Pampers would absorb all way around. They are fine I just grew to like pampers better. But these are sold at Costco.

Hello Bello. They are ok. They have cute designs but they were like low riders in the back. Mav wasn’t a big blowout baby so it didn’t matter much but I always felt like his crack was on the edge of sticking out. I only tried newborn size though so perhaps bigger ones would have been nicer but I already had my favorites.

Mom tools/ wisdom

The huckleberry app.

This has helped us track feeds and sleep mostly. But you can track diapers and many other things. Very helpful to make sure your baby is having appropriate wake windows.

The wonder weeks website (they have an app and book too)

Info about babys “leaps” aka growth spurts aka fussy times. It’s wild to me how spot on these leaps are. Mav had some unexplained super hunger non sleepy times around 4 weeks and it was growth spurt and we survived. 8 weeks there’s a big leap too. And we survived. Just after 3 months he started sleeping weird. We’ve survived. All these leaps are explained in the wonder weeks. The child is more advanced with each leap so while it is hard times it is also good times.

The womanly art of breastfeeding book

So much more than a breastfeeding book. Honestly the best birth advice I read. I was afraid to read about giving birth until a few months before. This made me feel like it was gonna be okay and like my body was designed to do this. And it WAS and IS.

Baby clothes.

I’m a huge fan of old navy. They have tons of deals and most things are really nice quality. Have got most things from old navy for him. Gap is really nice too but wait for a good sale.

We had one snap up 3-6m kyte footie sleeper that was a hand me down from Eric’s sister. Honestly loved it so much when he was tiny. Even getting it used by two babies it was really nice. I have ordered many things through kyte one time on a big sale. I was less impressed. Buy kyte used.

I find I really like the style of H&M but the quality is only ok.

We got a really nice blanket from belan-j that we love so much!!! For the stroller. But honestly we got a ton of blankets. From all the grannies hahaha I have so many knit blankets I dunno what to do with them. 😂

Breastfeeding snacks.

I cannot emphasize enough how hungry I feel and especially felt in the beginning of my breastfeeding journey. You thought you ate a lot during pregnancy? Prepare yourself for the hunger that hits any and all times of day. Nuts, trail mix and dried fruit ( big fan of dried mango) were an ultimate necessity as well as massive amounts of water. Just put snacks right where you’re going to be breastfeeding. Protein bars. Feeding yourself while feeding a human is a challenge but these snacks are very helpful! Get a massive water bottle for your breastfeeding zone.

A comfy chair to breastfeed in. I honestly wish I got a recliner. But I had a decent chair that I’ve definitely slept in while breastfeeding. You will spend much time here.

The slumberpod. Alright. We got this for camping but we have ended up using it over Mavs crib all the time. A black out tent. Breathable. I didn’t realize how much light was effecting his sleep. This helped SO MUCH. We didn’t have to worry about light under the door anymore either.

Maverick’s birth story

I’ve been meaning to share this forever, but it is so special to me that I never quite felt ready ALAS my son is 9 months old today and I feel like sharing! I feel like sharing this for the mama’s who are pregnant and need a birth story that is positive. I feel like sharing this because I love this little baby boy so much that I can’t even describe it and I could shout from the rooftops I’M IN LOVE! I’M IN LOVE, AND I DON’T CARE WHO KNOWS IT. I feel like sharing because it is a story worth remembering. I wrote this within the 1st week postpartum.. in the middle of the chaos.. but I needed to write because I needed to remember the day I became Maverick’s mom, because it is a day from which I will never be same.

39 weeks, July 1st 2023

July 4th. Independence Day. I thought to myself wouldn’t it be funny if Maverick was born today because his name means independent.

We started the day by deciding Eric should go to work. We just had a 4 day weekend together and everyday woke up wondering “is today the day?” I had been having contractions on the weekend but nothing seemed too serious since we had had many days of early labor since June 7th when Mav wanted to try to escape early because he was breech and his skinny little buns were making his way toward the finish line a month early.

Okay. Pause the birth story to explain, Katie…. alright.. my breech baby. Breech just like me.

June 7th. I started to have contractions. I was not due until July 8th. This was not great. I started tracking them. They were not strong or consistent but they were not ignorable. My belly was hard. I was uncomfortable. I reached out to my midwife and she wasn’t too worried but she could probably sense that I was and so she invited me to come into the clinic. She assessed me as they do. Took my blood pressure. Measured my fundal height. And she tried to feel for his position. It had previously been confirmed that he was head down and that he would likely stay that way. But my midwife took her time feeling his position. Really wiggling around. I never really knew that this was okay but they like FEEL the baby while it is in your belly. She looked at me with slightly furrowed brows and said “Katie, I am not positive but I think your baby might be breech.” And so we had a discussion about what would happen if he was truly breech. (two days later it was confirmed with an ultrasound) I would have the option to CHOOSE to have a c-section, I could attempt to birth him buns first but it would be at a different hospital that my midwives didn’t have rights at, or I could get an External Cephalic Version aka a manual baby flip from the outside. But if these contractions didn’t chill out I would have to have an emergency C-section. SO. She told me to go home and rest and keep that baby put because he needed to make it to 37 weeks at least. She gave me something called a moxibustion stick… hahaha this was like maybe one of the weirdest things I’ve ever done but I was desperate for my baby to turn. I was supposed to burn this stick close to my pinky toe. Lol. And so I did. For the next like 5 nights in a row. Eric was also flipping me upside down.. trying to get Mav to turn. We did all the things. I felt it was worth it to try to do my very best to birth him as naturally as I possibly could. AND IT WAS!

For 4 days I had to fast (which was SO HARD being pregnant and fasting!!!) I had to call the hospital in the morning to see if they had a spot to get me in to SQUEEZE MY BELLY. We got an ECV on June 14th and with sooooo much prayer the doctor was able to turn him in my belly. It was incredibly painful but so worth it to me because it meant I had a sure chance of birthing my baby naturally. We were told there was only a 10-20% chance of it being successful and I responded that we were already in the miracle zone being in the 3% of pregnancies that are breech so 10% seemed good! It was only this OBGYN’s 3rd successful flip of her career. The entire room cheered and clapped when it worked, and I burst into tears. 🙌🏻 for the next two weeks I had cramping and internal bruising and bruising from the IV and blood tests but it was so worth it. My midwife was such a hero that day. She just. Was there. Supporting us. Helping to remind me to breathe. Giving us space and kicking the doctors out of the room when we needed some time to think. If this procedure had gone wrong they would have had to whisk us into an emergency c-section THAT DAY. I was so grateful for her. Am still. She hugged me after. Have you ever been hugged by a doctor? Probably not! Anyways THE ECV WORKED. AND HE STAYED DOWN.

So.

Birth day.

Well… “labour day.”

I felt nothing happening in the morning of July 4th. Just my usual tired and incredibly hard to move and roll over pregnant self. I had some cereal and Eric went to work and I went back to bed.


9:30 am I woke up feeling like I’d never eaten in my life and made the quickest breakfast sandwich. During the assembly of said sandwich I received a FaceTime from the Hermkens children (some of my most very favorite kids out there). “Hi miss Katie!! What are you doing???!” So I chatted them up while mowing down some food and my dear friend Debbie invited me  over for an action packed day. I went over to watch her collect a fence from their backyard and other various items and fill up a uhaul to take to the dump. After spending the entire weekend at home “just in case” the baby decided to come I decided to go because I wouldn’t be too far from home if anything started to happen. I genuinely was just along for the ride on this hot July afternoon.


12:30pm I sat in a hot garbage smelling uhaul while Debbie and Brian unloaded it from the back for 10 minutes.


After this we dropped Brian back at their house and returned the uhaul. From there, a childless for the day Debbie suggested we go see our dear friend Ale and her new baby Drew downtown. I had been mostly staying home/close to the hospital for the past week so I was like… okay! Nothings gonna happen fast if it’s gonna happen… right!? But the Holy Spirit really guided me in this moment and I was like… Deb is it okay if I move my car from your place to somewhere in East Van  so I don’t have to come back to North Van and drive home over the bridge in traffic? She said sure! So we grabbed a bunch of snacks for Ale and I got some chicken tenders for myself then moved my car to east van and I hopped in Debbie’s car and we went downtown listening to some old school worship with the windows down ripping in her standard Nissan micra.👌🏻(I feel it should be noted that I had so many chicken tenders during my pregnancy that my brother began to call the baby my chicken tender experiment. I am so glad it was my last meal before giving birth hahaha)

We arrived at Ale’s and Debbie cleaned her dirty feet in Ales sink from the morning activities. 😂 I sat with Ale while Deb asked her all of the questions about her new baby. I was feeling pretty spaced out. Not really hearing a lot of what was being said. But just happy to be with two of my best friends. And then I felt a bit of a gush like maybe I peed myself…? So I quickly got up and went pee for reals. But I was so confused because I had never peed myself before. While in Ale’s bathroom I raided her cupboard for a bigger pad and thankfully this freshly postpartum mom had what I needed. And I came back out and told them… guys I think I peed myself? And they were both like “oh yahhh!! That happens late pregnancy!!” And so I was like. Okay.. sure yah. Its probably nothing! I kept peeing myself a bit here and there but didn’t think much of it. I basically had a diaper on now. It was fine. I’m fine.

Me just after my water started to leak, Ale 8 days postpartum with Drew, Debbie a mom of 4 who is very familiar with all of this.

The last photo of me pregnant with Mav

Deb and I left Ale’s around 4:15 and she drove me to my car and gave me a hug and said “ I’ll see you again before this baby comes” and I was like I dunno Debs I hope not! And got in my car.

This moment was also guided by the Holy Spirit. 4:30pm I texted Eric to see if he wanted a ride home from work. And he said yes. Usually he turns me down because he likes to read on the bus on the way home! So I actually back tracked to go to his work and get him. There was a decent amount of traffic so it took me near half an hour to get there. While I was on 12th and Clark waiting to turn left to go to Midland I had this HUGE crammmmmmp! but I still was not sure if it was the real thing. I assumed it was probably my bowels, so as soon as I got to Midland I waddled past Eric’s young coworker guys and went straight to the bathroom. I found a couple of specks of blood on my pad which was interesting after not seeing blood for many many months. I had also “peed myself” a few more times. I spent 10 minutes in there. Trying to clear things out. But having some big cramps. Cramps that I didn’t know yet were actually labor. And Eric came and knocked on the door to see if I was okay because everyone was ready to go. Slightly embarrassing.

From there I got out and just squatted down by the office in Midland and I tried to be cool but I couldn’t really be cool and Eric was like “have you downloaded the contraction app I told you to get?” And I was like NO can you just do that FOR ME?! Lol. So he did. Immediately.

I waddled out of the store with Eric and the two young guy coworkers and made it to the car. I started timing the contractions that happened in the car all the way home and they quickly went from 5 mins apart to 3.  They were peak pain at 50 seconds in. I was told by my midwives that as a first time mom I needed to wait until I had consistent contractions for 2 hours 3 minutes apart last for 1 minute so we went home. I was like… I think I need to just sit on the toilet again. And my contractions were continuing to be consistently 3 mins apart. Eric grabbed a quick bowl of pasta and was like we are going to the hospital NOW. I was resistant. A rule follower. I didn’t think I was allowed hahahah but I am so glad he didn’t listen to me.

I couldn’t get ahold of my midwife. The urgent line wasn’t going through. And I hadn’t been able to text her. So I decided to what’s app her and it was such a fluke that she checked it. She then called Eric and we were just pulling into the hospital. He couldn’t pick a parking spot to save his life! Just kept driving by open spots… waiting for a better one. I was like JUST PICK ONE BABE COME ONNNNNNN!!!

We went in through emergency and I could not walk in. I found a bench right out front and worked through a contraction. It was also like 28 degrees outside. Eric found a wheelchair to grab me and the people allowed us to completely bypass the huge line at emergency 😂 I guess a woman in active labour is a priority. He wheeled me to get checked in and we made it up to labour and delivery. It was familiar. The same place we had our ECV 3 weeks before.

I immediately tried to go to the bathroom and was really just doing anything possible to try to get comfy. And I could not. There is no ‘comfy’ when your body is contracting with the power of a million suns. I felt so powerful. Like I couldn’t believe my body was doing this. This massive squeeze from the inside. It was WILD. And terrible. We had a young red headed nurse who was just at the end of her shift. She tried to help us and offered me some laughing gas and I think perhaps the idea of it helping me may have helped? Laughing gas seemingly does nothing, I think that’s the joke. Laughable that it helps. It did not. It helped me to breathe perhaps but only for a moment did it make my face feel numb. 😂🤷🏼‍♀️I managed to find some slight comfort on the bed laying on my side. That was all. And that is where I stayed.

My midwife arrived and checked to see if I was dilated and I was already 4cm and seemed to be making good progress. She checked to see if my water had broken and it must have started to leak when I was at Ale’s because the test came back positive. At this point she showed Eric how to help me through some contractions using the gas and putting some pressure on my back and the nurse was there helping as well. When my midwife came back she said… “okay guys… this is my nightmare.” And she proceeded to tell us that there were not enough nurses available to help us and we were the last to arrive so we would either need to go home and potentially give birth at home or go to another hospital. The red headed nurse was then on her way out the door like “bye guys! Nice to meet you and good luck!” 🫠

I was quite literally moaning like a cow, sucking on laughing gas and NOT in a place to be making a decision to LEAVE a hospital. Thankfully, a few contractions later my water fully broke alllllll overrr the bed. Eric HEARD the sploosh before he saw it. But my midwife was quick to notice that there was some meconium in the amniotic fluid and she had another nurse confirm this. That nurse agreed that because of the meconium I needed to be put on an iv and have the baby’s heart rate monitored so this, although kind of alarming, was reason enough for this nurse to be taken from another woman in labour who was progressing much slower and tend to me. And I, most certainly would not be leaving the hospital without birthing this baby!

They started to notice his heart rate would drop after contractions for a bit and I was just praying every single time for this little man and then it would pop right back up. They were going to have an obgyn come assess the situation but my midwife was really on top of it. He always perked back up.. meanwhile I was just in so much pain. The new baby monitor strapped to my belly was another added pressure I just could not deal with anymore. And I was like. On my knees asking Eric if I could get an epidural. Asking him why we decided not to? I want an epidural. Please can I have one. Please. I don’t want to feel this anymore. And he was like “babe no one said you can’t have one!”

My midwife checked me and I was 6cm dilated and so there was still time and in a matter of moments all the lights were turned on and a wonderful Doctor named Dr Gracias came and began to explain some risks of epidural to me and I was like mhm okay yah DO IT please! Lol. After the next contraction passed I have never cooperated more obediently for a needle in my life. They made me sit up and hug a pillow and Eric sat in front of me and I put my feet on his knees and he held my legs still while they taped up my back and gave me the drugs. Like. I think a pre baby version of me may have been like “oh but the needle will hurt!” HAH. It did not.

A few minutes later I took this pic:

Frown lines decreasing. Medicine is a gift. I looked Dr Gracias in the eyes and said I love you. Everyone laughed. I truly meant it though. What a guy. 🫶🏻

From there the chaos took a break. It was 10:15 pm and my contractions continued to come just as strong but I could only feel them about 10%. I got cold all over. And itchy. But I’d take that 100x than the pain I felt before. They covered me in warm blankets cuz somewhere along the line all of my clothes came off hahah. They monitored us both constantly in this time. My sons heart rate continued to fluctuate but always came back up, thank you Jesus. 😩🙌🏻

At midnight I was fully dilated and ready to start pushing. My midwife showed Eric how to help me and I was laying on my side holding up my own knees. I didn’t realize they actually wanted me to hold my breath. One of the first things I knew about my son was that he had a lot of hair. She had me reach and feel it. Before I knew it his head was out. My midwife was like Katie his heads out. And I was so shocked! I was like IT IS?!? And she was like yeah do you wanna try to get the rest of him out… and I was like ha gimme a second.. and then one push and he was here. And my body just felt so much pressure release and he was placed on my chest and rubbed up a bunch until he squeaked and cawed like a little baby bird. He actually lifted up his head and looked at me and in that moment I knew he truly was Maverick. I think I was kinda just laughing lightly and eyes watering looking at Eric and looking at this tiny wiggler. What just happened? I was just going to pick up my husband at work and then all of a sudden I was at the hospital birthing this human 3 days earlier than I was due. He was a guy who shows up early, just like his Father. They gave me a shot of oxytocin shortly after to help my placenta detach. That needle hurt more than the epidural hahaha. But we just looked in disbelief that there was a new human in our lives, FOREVER. I think it took me a while to believe he was actually mine. Like days. Potentially weeks. My own baby. 🥹 they measured him 7lbs 12oz. 54cm long born July 5th at 1:22 am. Not born on Independence day. He had dark brown hair and slightly grey skin haha that turned super pink in time. His hair is now golden reddish like mine, Bless the Lord O my soul. My very own ginger boy. I think I’ve said “ I can’t believe you’re mine,” about 1000 times to him since this day.

They had Eric cut the cord right away because it was no longer pulsing so my placenta must’ve given up not long before Mav was born. It had done it’s job well. The placenta came out with one push. I was empty. Nothing else huge to come out of me. What a relief. 😂my midwife stitched me up. She gave me some freezing first because my epidural had decently worn off by then. She said the stitches were some of her best work. Lol. and I was like great thanks Jenny! I only get one vagina! 😂


From there Eric took a little nap. It was like 3:30 am and he was face first on a couch in the corner of the room. He did so great. I think he was way more traumatized by the chaos of our evening than me. He saw it all and he cannot unsee it. My sweet husband. He had worked all day and then all night. haha. He was tired. I was fired up. I was just sitting. In a pool of blood. Holding my very calm and quiet baby boy. I felt peaceful. Have you ever sat in a pool of blood feeling peaceful? What a day/night! I could hear the mama in the other room having her baby too, and just sat there rooting for her. Get it girl! At some point the nurse told me I would be able to have a shower. So then I don’t really know why but I tried to get up by myself. See if my legs worked. Lol. And they did. But I was still strapped to a machine haha. My IV was out but my epidural line was still attached. 😅 so I was stuck. And the nurse came and was like what are you doing!? Lol.. just standing watching the blood pour down my legs. She unhooked me and helped me to the shower for the most cold shower of my life (because of the epidural) and then literally gave me a hand towel to dry off with. 😂😅 I was shaking like a leaf, note to self… bring a big towel next time.

From there I got settled into one of those hospital gowns that basically is like wearing nothing, and into a wheel chair with Mav all bundled on my lap and we were moved to a new room that we had to pay for. On our way out of labour & delivery Eric got to push a button that played a bell sound in the entire hospital to announce that a new life had been brought into the world. And all the nurses around cheered. It was very special.


Our room was nice. Private. We each had a bed. Mav had a bassinet. I sang “the circle of life” to him while he stared at me through the glass in his bassinet. We hardly slept. We got to change his first meconium poo diaper which was pretty horrible. Lol. I wish we had put diaper cream or vaseline or something on him fresh outta the womb so that nasty poop wouldn’t have stuck to him like that and we wouldn’t have had to fumble around trying to clean that up so hard while he screamed away. Something crazy happened in one of the rooms next to us. To the mom. She was okay in the end but there were alarms blaring and we could see so many shadows of people rushing by our room. It was not peaceful and I wanted to go home but the nice nurses checking on us also made me want to stay. Overall these hours flew by and we left the hospital around 4:30 pm. In and out less than 24 hours. But everything felt much more peaceful once we got home although I did miss having a nurse bring me ice pads every couple hours. Man… those ice pads were such a gift!

All in all. Labour was more painful than I imagined. Pushing was not as hard as I thought. Getting an epidural was a BLESSING. And midwives and nurses are actual heroes. I felt so powerful. And the moment he was ejected from my body was truly one of the best moments of my life. I am SO grateful to God for a healthy baby boy and for keeping me safe in all the chaos of pregnancy and birth and postpartum. I am not the same person I was before. I am Katie 2.0, the mama to Maverick Bennett Riedstra.

Here’s our first selfie together. <3 just me and my boy.

Can I keep them please?

See you in a few years,” she says.

It is weird to already want another child so I can continue to hang out with my midwives.

Okay. I will say. I have a habit of falling in love with people that help me do hard things. It’s something I’ve always done. Something that I’ve kind of had to accept is just WHO I AM. No one could have stopped me from loving my midwives so huge. And being pregnant, giving birth, and being a mom has 100% been the hardest thing I’ve ever done physically.

The first time I fell in love with a healthcare provider was when I was 17 with my eating disorder counsellor. It was like a break up when she got a new job in the middle of my treatment and we could not continue any sort of friendship. Ethics. It was devastating. My next counsellor mostly gave me grief counselling over it.

This feels so similar with all my post partum emotions. Although my sickness was pregnancy. Lol. And actually what was going on with me was right and good (most of the time) and it was something I had prayed for and believed for my whole life. The dream of being a mom. But throughout my pregnancy there were so many times I just felt so wrong… like the time intense nausea hit me 8 days after I found out I was pregnant and lasted until I was 14.5 weeks into my pregnancy.

There was the time I projectile vomited at work and then managed to drive myself home and puke up nothing but fluid and a bit of blood from the heaving for 24 hours. That time I chatted with a midwife multiple times through the night and ended up taking a gravol not by swallowing it. 🫠 She told me as long as I was still peeing I was still hydrated enough for my baby to be alright. It was so nice to have a healthcare professional calm my fears so I didn’t end up overreacting.

There was the time my boobs swelled up like red balloons and I had to send my first nudey pics in my life ever to my midwives. 😂 I ended up in urgent care that evening and the 5 month journey to figure out what was up with Katie’s pregnancy boobs began and led me to 10 other doctors over the course of 5 months, an hour long breast ultrasound, double biopsies, blood tests, two rounds of antibiotics and a 3 month wait to get into a dermatologist who then told me she wasn’t sure what it was. Bilateral mucinosis is what they called it but no one actually seemed sure. I had a week in there while I was waiting to receive test results from my biopsies. So much anxiety over a phone call that started with “good news, it is not cancer.”  I’m convinced my boobs were ready to breastfeed 5 months early.

There was the time I started having some pretty intense cramps a month before my due date. I showed up unscheduled and my midwife told me I better take it easy because my baby seemed to be breech and if he was trying to come early I would have to have an emergency c section because his head could get stuck on the way out. He was confirmed breech two days later and then I began a journey of trying to get an ECV to have him flipped manually. Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday that week I had to be fasting from 7pm until I knew if I could get in or not. Have you ever tried to fast as an 8 months pregnant human? A big nope for me.

That Wednesday was the time my midwife met me at the hospital for an ECV and reading my reaction upon hearing the intensity of the procedure she asked all the hospital staff to leave the room and give my husband and I a minute to think about it before moving forward. And then later. When the procedure was happening she noticed I wasn’t breathing. And gave me such intense eye contact to breathe 😂. And it worked. 😭 my breech baby was successfully flipped and he stayed upside down. My midwife hugged me that day.

I think there’s something a little weird about the closeness you feel with people who’ve seen you naked. 😂 it’s not a part of many relationships. It’s vulnerable. Even just at every appointment my midwife would feel my belly. Find the uterus. Measure it. Nobody touches my belly, you know? Not to mention the whole Pap test, cervix checking. One of my midwives.. our first appointment in person together was basically like hey nice to finally meet you! Can I see your boobs? 🫠😂

I guess I just didn’t really realize that with a midwife you have truly the best care… but that it ends. And now here I am with a 4 week old little gaffer and I don’t even have a family doctor myself. With all the hard things I went through in my pregnancy, this is the hardest emotionally.  While many things I dealt with in my pregnancy were physically challenging this part is has just made me cry so much. But I can only hope I’ll see them again sometime in the not too distant future and we can journey together again to bring more life into the world. Being pregnant was very hard for me but being a mom is one of the biggest dreams realized of my life and I’m so grateful to God for setting me up with the best care possible to see my dream through to a reality.