All about Beth
Bad fits are bad news in the birth world.
I want you to like me, not fake like me, like really like me if we’re going to be a good fit.
So if you want to know a little more about me before we meet, here’s a synopsis:
I always question whether emoji’s are not professional in texts, so let’s break that barrier now and throw a little 💩 in here.
I’ve finally kept plants alive in my house for an entire year. So I’m basically a horticulturist now.
I think my husband is the bees knees.
My house is infested with toddlers. I used to like a clean house. Now I eat my kids stale popcorn off the floor. 🤷
I’m a millennial who dislikes stereotypical millennials, but if you are like me you probably do too.
I think my son is the gentlest and kindest soul I have ever met and my daughter is always going to give me a run for my money.
I’m calm under pressure, like, very oddly calm.
My husband says I’m better to be around when I’m busy. So he tries to fill my calendar if it is looking empty.
My son was born at 26 weeks due to severe placental issues, pre-eclampsia and HELLP syndrome. We spend 4 months in the NICU with him and came home on Easter Sunday 2016. If you are interested in his birth story you can find it on my blog.
I like research. If you pride yourself on being evidence based chances are we’ll like each other.
My childhood was more interesting than most people realize, feel free to ask about it when we go out for coffee.
The job title portion of my business cards are blank , because I keep on adding on more training, skills and “things” I’m offering people that I got tired of printing a new set every year.
My cortisol-reducing-oxytocin-flowing moments are are dirt-smeared and sunshine-filled, guttural-laughter around a campfire, and tear-filled vulnerable conversation with the best of friends.