There are always new stories and new ideas. The stories come from mothers, babies, and research. The ideas come from me, after 30+ years of clinical practice, usually in the morning. Hence the category: Morning Thoughts.

If YOU have a story to share, contact me and I will put it up.

Safe, sweet sleep.

Mothers who use my services almost always comment about their worries about sleeping with their babies; this leads to a lovely discussion. I’ve always supported the biologic template, where a mammal mamma and newborn sleep next to each other. When a mother breastfeeds at night, the hormones of lactation make her sleepy; her milk contains.. read more →

Relationship before technique.

All the local birthing hospitals are working to implement best practices for new mothers who are breastfeeding. This is now the fulfillment of a career-long dream that I have had for as long as I have worked as a nurse, childbirth educator, and lactation consultant in my region. Hospital culture is changing in favor of.. read more →

Keeping the fun going with homeopathy.

I just got home from a vacation in the Garden of Eden, where my scholarship is to be the camp nurse.  The garden of which I speak is Southern Week at Ashokan, a music and dance camp where 160 people live together in a wonderful community for a week. We are fed healthy, locally grown,.. read more →

“Don’t break your neck jumping to conclusions.”

I can not count the number of times my mother, father, and grandparents said this to me. I have vowed countless times to heed; yet I still have the instant reaction to a perception that often turns out to be wrong, twice already today before noon! The first instance was reacting to a document that.. read more →

Seize the creative moment.

This morning an idea woke me at dawn. I honored its presence and made a new presentation that I want to give at the 2016 ILCA conference. Within half an hour, the working draft was complete. Then, I went back to bed. Ideas often seize me during the night or early morning.  I have then.. read more →

Forgiveness and mother.

Summer evenings are long and sweet, as the fireflies rise up from the lawns and the bats flicker through the darkening skies; a favorite time for long walks through my beautifully landscape neighborhood. These hikes have become walking meditation. Last night, I thought about my mother, who I have not seen in 17 years. As.. read more →