Giving Birth – A Parody

To all of my c-section mothers -this one is for YOU! Giving birth to my 3 children was the most significant and empowering moment that I have ever experienced. I had an entirely new sense of control and knew instinctively what to do...during my 3 c-sections. It was definitely everything, every woman would like it to be. I really felt that my body couldn't actually cope with this task alone; so with all the doctors and nursers and anesthesiologists, it just felt good seeing the end result of all of our mutual work. I walked away (only after 4 days) being very proud of myself for being able to bring my children to life with so much interference. (photo cred: babble.com) The cold, sterile room, the idea that a knife is being taken to my body and my babies are being pulled out -it is just a glorifying moment for a mother. Ya know, most women are completely out of touch with their own instinctive ability to allow a c-section. Seriously, I felt so proud of all my hard work and really felt like my body just knew what to do. The more civilized we become, the more we forget our natural habits. The habits of asking for help. I asked my OB/GYN for help and they helped me get 3 babies out. I mean, God just made my body to know what to do - to get up on that table and obey orders. (p.s. I defriended that person who wrote about how God blessed her with this body which knew what to do. I just couldn't stomach it). I see enormous potential in the use of focusing around c-sections, especially in the realms of human relationships as a counter to the environment in hospitals where bodily processes are almost exclusively influenced through physical and chemical help. It would be preferable instead to allow the parties (father, mother, child), giving due attention to their personalities, to overcome their own pride and to offer them appropriate psychological support and thus facilitate a smoother c-section. At the same time, I am aware that this would need considerably more time, energy and attention, and not least of all a different attitude. This C-section birth movement is run entirely by women like myself, who have rediscovered the c-section through their own experiences. They are women who have chosen to get off the midwife birthing beds and give birth in the cold, sterile, uncomfortable hospital beds. Proud of doing so much hard work, hours and hours of preparing and seeing the final result. I don't know why more and more women have been resisting the allure of elective "c-sections" in favor of natural childbirth. Not only are c-sections widely considered the best and safest way to deliver a child, c-sections empower women by reinforcing their belief in themselves and their abilities. Right?! My husband is so proud of me. You should see the glow on his face as he waits behind the blue curtain. He has only seen my lady parts, a million times, not that he needs to see them again. After the 1 hour post-op time, my husband … [Read more...]

The car seat “list”

So, we had a great visit with my sister and her family for Thanksgiving. We were able to get away and just relax together. Lots of crazy things happened the 24 hours BEFORE and the 24 hours AFTER we returned. I'll have to tell you about those later. It involves me pulling over the car, thinking I had hit someone with my car - TWICE - yes, I stopped twice...and a hobby of mine that died a very sad death. We all know that Ruby HATES her car seat. It is no secret. She is miserable. Well, we always drive through the night to our vacation destinations because of that crying - thus leaving for home after vacation on Sunday night at bedtime - 7pm. Perfect. We'll get the girls settled, Ruby will cry for a few minutes and then zonk out. ha ha ha ha ha ha. Ruby not only cried for the 2.5 of the 4 hours of the trip - she SCREAMED for 2.5 hours. I have no idea why. We drove within 30 minutes of our halfway point (2 hours), got out, got her calmed down, the minute, the second, I put her back in, she started screaming. Trigger bigger sister whining too, "STOP RUBY". So, those of us who have kids, we run through "the list". It can be used for the carseat moments and lets not kid, it can be used for MANY others as well. Please tell me you have "a list" too? The questions that you ask yourself out loud, the questions you ask your spouse, and those questions in your head that make you crazy. The Common Questions: Is she wet? Is she hot? Is she hungry? (after we just fed her 8 snacks) Did she poop? Is she thirsty? (dig sippy cup out of dark crevice in car since she has thrown it down the last 8 times we've given it to her) Is she cold? Is her arm or leg pinched in the straps? Is the sun in her eyes? Lets turn on some music to drown out the noise. Then we escalate to the next level of questioning: Do you think she wants her socks off? (because, I can't STAND sleeping in socks, so I assume my kids don't either) I wonder if she is just OVER tired - it is 10 minutes past her bedtime. Maybe the music is bothering her because she never has music in her room? (turn down music) I wonder if she is upset that big sister is not sleeping? I wonder if big sister's flashlight is bothering her? Then we start to get all medical: Maybe she has an ear infection? (even though our child has never even had one -that we know of). Are the decibels to the music actually hurting her ears? Maybe her sugars are high? (Ruby is not diabetic, but that is how I FEEL when they are high) Maybe she has a DOUBLE ear infection? I wonder if her heart scar is hurting her because of the weather changes? (what the what?) Maybe she has lost blood flow to a limb since she is strapped in? Is her neck all crooked and causing her pain? Maybe her sugars are low? (always on my mind) Do you think her throat is sore from all the screaming now? (dig sippy cup out of dark crevice in car AGAIN since she has thrown it down the last 9 … [Read more...]

Wait! Don’t Go!

We are undergoing some fun new changes!!! So, don't go! I'll be playing around with some new looks and themes, so bare with me or BEAR with me (THANKS MOM FOR CATCHING MY TYPO!). … [Read more...]