About four years ago, I was pregnant with my now raucous, almost-big-kid twins. By that point, I had been a pelvic floor therapist for several years, and I was determined to do everything right — isn’t everyone?
My pregnancy was a shit show. To top it off, both babies flipped from breech to vertex at around 34 weeks, meaning that the c-section I had pla…
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