tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11410745228093725922024-03-13T04:36:49.711-07:00in my bellydown and dirty pregnancy journal for baby #2 due in August 2007Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger80125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-71452964346128942462007-12-07T06:56:00.000-08:002007-12-07T06:57:46.442-08:00Over there ->Yeah the belly is no longer where it's at so maybe I'll get that <a href="http://www.boliath.blogspot.com/">other one</a> going again, no promises mind.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-2174812108783348282007-09-21T22:15:00.000-07:002007-09-21T22:16:55.966-07:00Bad Bloggers go to FacebookHave discovered Facebook and am liking it a whole lot. Life is way way way too hectic with 2 kiddos to blog, I don't know how people do it! I barely have time to pee some days.<br /><br />So I'll try I will but I doubt there'll be much blogging going on, I'm reading though :c)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-85937163560578255542007-08-31T10:41:00.000-07:002007-08-31T10:43:19.667-07:009lbs 13ozNot bad baby man not bad at all.<br /><br />Just back from the docs. She agrees with Sam, no water, acne will clear up.<br /><br />Cannot believe he is 4 weeks old...it's all a blur, I'm trying to remember to stop and smell the roses.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-3086908703699629002007-08-30T19:03:00.000-07:002007-08-30T19:12:30.169-07:004 weeks tomorrowHow did that happen?<br /><br />He's starting to look more like a baby now, losing that very newborn look. Still testing me though.<br /><br />This post really serves to remind me why not to have another, or what I'm in for if I do, in case I ever start that nonsense up again in a couple of years.<br /><br />Weeks 3-6 are tough man, very tough, was the same with little man and is now hard work with baby man. He's only nursing well over the past few days so my milk is only catching up now. He's full of gas, full full full, poor child writhes and contorts himself trying to get it out. My diet is bare bones and still he's full of wind, just like little man was. I think it's reflux, I'll ask tomorrow.<br /><br />Baby man is also acne ridden poor lamb, his little chin is destroyed. Little man didn't have that, I don't know what to do about it - anyone? A friend who has 7 children told me to give him water between feeds to flush it out - I thought he was way too young for water and I'm having a tough enough time feeding him and getting him to latch properly withouth filling his little belly full of water. Any other suggestions folks?<br /><br />Little man is still being good, certainly testing my patience but I feel bad for him too, he hears a lot of "in a minute" "after I feed/change/wash" baby man he's doing well but I feel like I need to spend some good time with him soon.<br /><br />My back is broken, absu-fucking-lutely broken, lifting babies, toddlers, car seats, latching a fussy baby, all that good stuff = damage to the back. Must visit chiropractor soon.<br /><br />Never get computer time anymore, compuyter is in the basement, smelly basement, don't want to bring baby man down here and can't really leave him unattended upstairs yet so apologies for not reading your blogs, I still love you and will come see how you're doing as soon as I can.<br /><br />Right then, back to changing nappies and wiping arses.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-72488355308008571502007-08-20T16:25:00.000-07:002007-08-20T16:27:12.995-07:00Good gods2 kids - whose idea was this?<br /><br />Am wrecked, shattered, mourning the loss of me.<br /><br />Still enjoying baby man especially now that he looks and acts like a normal baby, but oh my...<br /><br />He is currently cluster feeding every hour - yikes!<br /><br />Little man still being the sweetest big brother ever.<br /><br />Thanks for all your comments sorry so awol am sure life will calm down - it will won't it?<br /><br />Yours in exhaustion,<br />Bo xxUnknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-85633824431341401822007-08-13T20:42:00.000-07:002007-08-13T20:54:56.069-07:00Oompa LoompaBaby man and I spent his one week birthday in the ER having him checked for high billirubin. He was a touch yellow when we came home on Tuesady, even more yellow on Wednesday and by Friday's doctors appointment decidedly oompa loopa-ish.<br /><br />Friday afternoon, I was having difficulty waking him to feed so thought feck this and headed off to the ER. I'm damn glad I did his level was 20, up 2 points from that morning - phew.<br /><br />We were admitted and spent 2 nights there, it's a new pain watching your tiny baby have an IV inserted, not being able to hold or cuddle him except for feeding for 2 days. By Sunday morning his level was down and we came home. I think I held him straight for the next 24 hours.<br /><br />The good news is that at this morning's doc appointment he is back to his birth weight and she didn't even bother doing a heel stick because he looks pink no orange finally. He's also feeding much better, he was killing me with a very poor latch. I'm still supplementing with formula to deal with the jaundice but will gradually cut that out this week and keep him on the boob.<br /><br />We took lots of pictures it's the only time in his life he was have that lovely tan.<br /><br />Other than that I'm adjusting, well we all are, little man is a dream, keeps telling me how much he loves his baby brother and seems genuinely pleased to see him when he gets home from daycare, slips right by me with a glancing kiss and goes straight for his baby brother.<br /><br />I'm doing surprisingly well, down 30lbs, yahoo, had gained 40!!!! Might not seem like a lot but considering I was still holding on to 10 from little man, it got me up there.<br /><br />So nice to be able to move, bend down, turn over in bed, not have to pee every 1 minute, I should still be pregnant ha ha I am so happy I'm not! Sorry to those of you still waiting, I know it sucks and I feel bad for you, really I do, but oh my gods am I so fucking delighted not to be pregnant any more - sorry I'm labouring the point (pun intended) so I'll stop now.<br /><br />Am besotted with baby man, loving all the little noises, wallowing in the newbornness of it all, was a bit overwhelmed with little man as a newborn so I'm enjoying this time with baby man knowing that it really doesn't last that long and before long he'll be yelling at me to wipe his bum just like his big brother.<br /><br />Newborns rock, almost 3 year olds rock, I'm a little blissed out.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-48860131678627126972007-08-08T10:15:00.000-07:002007-08-08T11:26:51.956-07:00Well well wellSo...on Friday Aug 3rd I went for a scheduled Non Stress Test at my docs office. I was feeling decidedly unstressed having finished work just the day before, yippee, roll on some downtime and preparations for baby sez I.<br /><br />NST was a bit blah, the baby wasn't doing the 15 point heart accelerations they wanted to see despite moving like a demon. My cervix was high and just a fingertip - damn - so we chatted a bit about possibly scheduling a c-section for late next week. I figured, meh, I'll chat away with you but when I get home I'll do my own research and see what my plan is. She asked me to go to the hospital for more monitoring and a biophysical profile so off I went. Called big man on the way and mentioned that there was a slight small possibility that baby might be coming today but not to worry about it, my plan was to go to the hospital then go to my chiropractor do some shopping and head home for a nap.<br /><br />At the hospital, they hooked me up - contractions every 10 minutes, yay me - baby still just kind of hanging out, heart merrily thumping away but no accelerations. Scan showed baby was practising breathing, had good tone, scored 8 out of 8 and had FLIPPED - what - hang on - excuse me - baby is breech? How the hell did that happen?<br /><br /><br />Back upstairs for more monitoring, still not too freaked out, cancelled my chiro appointment and called big man again saying half jokingly - you might want to pack a small bag for little man just in case y'know and maybe leave out food and water for the cats and the dog, just in case ha ha you know? Called the brother - again just in case ha ha. And then...dum dum dum...the obstectrician came in...dum dum dum...<br /><br />All along I had been chatting to my midwife, a big advocate for VBAC, she had alluded to a small concern that the baby wasn't responding, but also didn't hide the fact that the EFM is notoriously unreliable and all should be well. When the OB walked in to the room at about 4:30 with my midwife, I knew I was in trouble, or more accurately baby was in trouble.<br /><br /><br />The OB was refreshingly frank, they didn't know what, if anything, was wrong with the baby, but they did know that the baby wasn't responding as s/he should and given that I had been moinitored for about 6 hours that day and there was still no change other than the baby flipping poisition it seemed obvious that the baby wasn't happy. I was not a good candidiate for induction due to a high tight cervix and a BREECH baby - tell me again how the hell a 38 week baby flips? - and that even though the scan didn't show any problems they would really like me to have the baby today.<br /><br />No more ha ha has from I'll tell you!<br /><br />I battered them with questions, you would have been proud of me, it's like I channeled all of the books and blogs I read over the past 9 months. The most important questions to me, was the baby going to be ok? What was wrong with his or her heart? What would the possible outcome be if we waited another day/week? They answered all of my questions honestly and straught up, I felt like I was in good hands and these people were not asking me to submit to another c-section for any other reason than they felt it was the best thing for the baby. That fulfilled my criteria so decision made and panic stations set in.<br /><br />Big man arrived with little man in tow, brother arrived to bring little man home for a sleepover. I was bumped from the earlier slot so had time to panic, laugh, let reality set in and chat to every fecking nurse in the hospital who had ever even heard of Ireland on the map! Ah no, it was lovely, I was like a celebrity, I met Sheilas and Maureens and Peggys and Colleens, seemed like every woman there was "Irish" to some extent and they all came by to say hello and laugh about the fact that I had finished work just yesterday and only came in for an NST with the clothes on my back and my handbag. Hospital bag? Yep, had planned to pack that at some stage, never got around to it.<br /><br />Called my Mammy too, started crying when I was talking to her 'cos that's what you do, realied then how scared I was, not for me, but that the poor babw wouldn't be ready, would need respiratory help, would have something wrong - oh god the possibilities were endless and all more frightening than the last.<br /><br />Went in to surgery at about 7:30, had a chat with the anesthesiologist before and told her how I freaked out last time, she assured me that it wouldn't happen again, she'd make sure of it.<br /><br />She put the spinal in - fuck me did that hurt! - women were doing all sorts of stuff, draping sheets, counting things, chatting, laughing, it was a party I tell you! My midwife stayed right beside me holding my hand, bless her heart. The drugs started to kick in and I didn't like it one bit, I couldn't feel myself breathing, I felt nauseous, freaked out and remembered why I was crap at taking drugs back when as well, I just have no tolerance for the good stuff. The anesthesiologist was right there, telling me how it was working, what it was doing and talking me down from my wooziness. After 10 minuntes or so I relaxed and started to enjoy it. I couldn't feel anything from my waist down except gooey warmth and it was kind of nice.<br /><br />Big man came in, man does he ever look sexy in scrubs. He was busy flirting with the women so I had to gently remind him to hold my hand and pay attention to me. They asked him did he want to see the baby being born, he said no but I sad yes, me me, can I please? No apparently, spoil sports.<br /><br />Baby was pulled out - phew - what a release.<br /><br />They lifted baby up over the sheet and big man said...<br /><br />IT"S A BOY, A BOY!<br /><br />I bawled, he bawled, baby screamed his fricking head off.<br /><br />Special care nursery folks whipped him off to see if he was ok, he was fine, absolutely fine. THey brought him over and lauid him on y chest, he opened his eyes and stared at me. There was so much activity going on, people coming and going, tues going in and out, who know what was going on, all I knew was that my little boy was laying there looking deep into my eyes as if to say - what what what on earth is going on, where am I, what just happened, we were quite happy you and I? Oh well there you are and here I am and it's nice to see your face.<br /><br />So different from last time when I didn't know what had happened or who this poor child was for about 2 days.<br /><br />They finished me up, more jokes ensued, wow I feel empty - that's because we have your uterus on the table, ha ha - oh, well could you put it back in please, I think I might need it again. Will you circumsize him? No no no, you need as much meat down there as you can get - yes big man actually said this to a room full of women, I thought some of them would pee they laughed so hard.<br /><br />Recovery has been painful, not as bad as last time, but I'm trying to stay ahead of the pain, keep the bowels empty and not give in to it. We came home yesterday, baby is a bit jaundiced, not feeding too great but we'll get there.<br /><br />I have loads more thoughts and feelings, I'll get around to posting them at some stage, but the crux of the matter is to introduce you to my 2nd son:<br /><br />Babyman<br />Born Aug 3rd, 2007 at 7:57pm<br />8lbs 5oz, 21"<br /><br />He is divine, his older brother is delighted and we are all home excited to begin our new adventure.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-1290826789276677892007-08-01T11:14:00.000-07:002007-08-01T11:30:38.728-07:00AcupunctureSo, I went and had acupuncture last night including a session with some needles in my sacrum being stimulated by a little machine - a bit like a TENS machine I think.<br /><br />I started feeling lots of pressure on the drive home and I thought maybe things were happening, I had some cramping and generally felt a little odd. About an hour later, my bowels let loose and I immediately felt better and the pressure went away. So not very productive baby wise but I was delighted to have my bowels cleaned out and certainly feel better for it.<br /><br />Today, surprisingly, at lunch time, I got hit with the biggest contraction I've had yet and I've had one or two kind of strong ones since then so maybe the acupuncture is having a delayed reaction.<br /><br />It's Lughnasadh today so happy frollicking and fornicating to you all.<br /><br />I finish work tomorrow, yahoo!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-13606007499055399492007-07-30T10:48:00.000-07:002007-07-30T11:35:10.810-07:00So...Tell me, have any of you tried any of the natural induction methods?<br /><br />Evening Primrose Oil?<br />Castor Oil - bleagh<br />Sex<br />Acupuncture/Acupressure<br />Massage/Reflexology<br />Spicy food<br />Eggplant Parmigan<br /><br />I went to the midwife on Friday, she mentioned the dreaded *I* word - Induction. Seems the insulin dose puts me in the red flag alert box and they don't want me to go past my due date.<br /><br />A risk of stillbirth - I can't even type that without feeling ill - accompanies insulin dependent GD so I can't fuck around with this. I really really really want to avoid pitocin induction so I need to urge this babe to come sooner than August 17th if I have any hope of a VBAC.<br /><br />There's a list of natural induction methods <a href="http://www.maternitycorner.com/mcmag/articles/preg0007.html">here</a>.<br /><br />There's no way in hell I'm trying castor oil, I had reflexology last week and will try acupuncture tomorrow. Share your stories with me...please?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-66057410871793165772007-07-25T06:34:00.000-07:002007-07-25T07:00:22.916-07:00Cousins & things...<a href="http://emmamcdon.blogspot.com/">Emma</a> asked how many cousins little man has and I'm the type that keeps this straight in a spreadsheet so here you are:<br /><br />Big man side cousins - 25<br />my side cousins - 14<br />total 1st cousins - 39 (this includes the 4 from this year)<br /><br />Big man side Aunties - 5<br />my side Aunties - 5<br />total Aunties - 10 (not including in-law Aunties of which there are 7)<br /><br />Big man side Uncles - 6<br /> my side Uncles - 3<br /> total Uncles - 9 (not including in-law Uncles of which there are 9)<br /><br />Big man side Grandchildren - 27<br />my side Grandchildren - 16<br /><br />Impressive or what!<br /><br />All cousins are in Ireland except for 2 in England and 2 in the US (1 still in-utero)<br /><br />Now you know why I want to go home, it's family family family and in my mind that's what life is all about. Who else will mourn you when you're gone? Who else knows you and loves you like they do? I know not everyone loves their family and no everyone's family loves them but I'm one of the lucky ones, there are no better people to spend time with in my opinion, none. I miss my brothers and sisters so much it's like a pain that never quite goes away. I live in fear that one of these days I'll get a phone call to tell me somebody has gone and I'll wonder what the fuck I was doing away from them for so long.<br /><br />Ack this stuff is too much for me.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-14119576007744762532007-07-24T09:06:00.000-07:002007-07-24T09:26:15.046-07:00Ready, I'm ready...<span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm ready little one, whenever you feel like making an appearance, I hate to say it but my body has kind of had enough of hosting you. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">There's no room anymore, you know that already, I can feel you rumbling around shifting bits of your body trying to get comfy, I sympathise 'cos I'm doing the same and I've kind of realised that it can't be done now. Comfort is beyond us now babe.</span><br /><br />I have stretch marks, big ugly purple claw marks on my belly, never had any with little man, well I had one but that's 'cos I left my belly button ring in too long and the hole kind of stretched so I got one there. This time and only in the past week, my belly looks like a tiger had at it. My belly button looks like it might pop too, that didn't happen last time. More reminders that this is not little man, this baby is different. I'm getting nervous now, just how different will this baby be?<br /><br />A colleague had her baby 4 weeks ago at 37 weeks, he won't latch so she's pumping for him - little man was a great feeder, never had a physical problem breastfeeding, emotional, yes a bit but I got over that. Will this baby be the same? Will I struggle to feed him/her properly? Will s/he be colicky? Little man was a good baby, he had his moments, for a few weeks he cried from 11-1 every night. I've been assuming it will be easier with baby #2 but maybe it won't. Maybe we were spoiled with little man and now we're going to pay the piper.<br /><br />I'm anxious and nervous and oh so very very big and uncomfortable. I can't sleep, can't sit comfortably anywhere except propped on the couch with 5, 000 cushions around me or on the fabulous lilac birth ball that big man surprised me with last week.*<br /><br />I'm afraid this baby will be bigger than little man was (8lbs 10oz) and I won't be able to push him/her out. I'm afraid of the birth, afraid of life with a newborn and a 2 1/2 yr old, of sleep deprivation, of possible conflict and crankiness in the house ';cos we're all exhausted and adjusting to our new dynamic. Afraid that I have nothing ready, that I'm not finished up at work and not getting anything done, that they'll be majorly pissed off with me when I'm gone. That I'll leave something undone and it will slip through a crack and cause havoc.<br /><br />I have no bag packed for the hospital, I should do that one of these days.<br /><br />I scheduled an acupuncture session for next Tuesday and a massage for this Friday, I'll be 37 weeks so officially full term. I know the baby won't come until s/he's ready but a little nudge in the right direction is no harm - is it?<br /><br />Did I mention that I have 3 sister in laws due soon as well? My brothers wife is due in September, big man has 2 brothers whose wives are/were due within 2 weeks of me. One of them had her baby yesterday, a little boy, popped out in 45 minutes her 3rd child. Maybe that's why I'm fretting a little, now that she has gone, it's getting more real every day, my turn soon.<br /><br />Little man gets 4 new cousins this year, 2 already born and 2 more to come.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*I was so very touched, big man's not one for romantic gestures, the fact that he googled it and ordered it and had it delivered almost had me in tears. I suppose you'd have to have experience of an Irish man to truly appreciate the consideration and reaction.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-53594389404108817012007-07-20T07:21:00.001-07:002007-07-20T07:22:09.048-07:00<a href="http://vbacadventure.com/?p=89">Kendra</a> had her baby, she also had her VBAC.<br /><br />Congratulations Kendra and welcome to the world little one.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-6366037340700074932007-07-17T12:00:00.000-07:002007-07-17T12:01:50.030-07:00InsulinOh well, it couldn't last...10 units at bed time, not so bad.<br /><br />Am doing my best with the rest of the day, just can't keep that fasting level down where it should be.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-69934183537127504442007-07-16T09:28:00.000-07:002007-07-16T10:02:39.321-07:00Monday mondayAm starting to dread Mondays, the weekly go round starts again and yet again I got about 10% done of what I wanted and needed to get done this weekend. The laundry is growing extra heads and arms in the basement. I put little mans second last clean tee shirt on him this morning. I just can't get down there to do it. I have no energy none whatsoever, it's about all I can do to drag my arse to the car each day and drive to daycare/work wherever I'm going. Getting out of the car has to be thought about and planned. This morning big man bent down and pretended to eat little mans knee causing shrieks of laughter - no small feat at 8am - while I enjoyed the laughter all I could think about was how easy it was for him to bend down like that and get back up again without even thinking about it. I couldn't sleep last night, my back aches, rolling over is a nightmare, I can't get comfortable, getting up to pee is pissing me off, I've considered a potty but I'd never get back up!<br /><br />I know I'm whining, sorry but I just feel so big and unwieldy I'm pretty miserable.<br /><br />Had a midwife appointment on Friday, she did an internal, ouchie fucking ouchie. Nothing happening there, high and tight, was sure things were going on, am still sure to be honest, the contractions I'm feeling had better be doing something other than pissing me off. Babe is estimated to be 6lbs so that's not a big deal, if the 1/2 lb a week thing is a guide, s/he'll be 8lbs in 4 weeks which is fine by me. Midwife gave me the go ahead to try to get things going in about 2 weeks so big man is all excited, poor fella might get some lovin' for a change.<br /><br />My tickers says 35 weeks but everything else I have (babycenter etc) says 36 weeks so I'm confused. I'll go with the ticker...<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Updated to add: I just delivered a 3lb poo, I feel so very much better now, amazing how that happens!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-62552321551436247632007-07-10T07:34:00.000-07:002007-07-10T08:02:59.482-07:00No InsulinDid I mention that I left my glucose monitor in the office on Tuesday and so headed off to VT without it?<br /><br />Coincidentally had an appointment with the endocrinologist yesterday and was freaking a little about being so irresponsible.<br /><br />He laughed when I fessed up and teased me that it wasn't an accident. What a cool guy!<br /><br />He's a good guy, I like him and no insulin for me - way hay hay - not yet anyway , was fully expecting to get a script yesterday and full of doom and gloom about the knock on affect on the birth but he's pretty laid back and while he said yeah your fasting levels are a bit high they're not that bad so give it another week with the diet and see how you are then - yay love him to bits!<br /><br />I could still end up on insulin but every week without is a bonus and goes towards avoiding induction/c-section yippee.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-44735319058053337762007-07-09T11:31:00.000-07:002007-07-09T11:45:24.377-07:00Been away folks, up to Vermont for some R&R.<br /><br />Had a scary day yesterday, major contractions, back spasms and just a feeling that something was going on. My mucous plug came out which I know is a sign for many people that "things" are imminent but 3 weeks before little man was born I was 3cm and 70% effaced, I assume the plug was gone then too but I never actually saw it like I did yesterday. Freaked me out a bit, even at 35 weeks I still check the toilet each time for things that shouldn't be there. But the contractions never came regularly so I relaxed.<br /><br />Baby has dropped <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">waayyyy</span> down, feel like I need to poo all the time, which is not good especially because I have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">roid</span> rage at the moment. There's a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">golfball</span> size <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">roid</span> hanging out down there causing me much pain and discomfort. The last thing I want to do is poo!<br /><br />Couldn't sleep last night from the pain, despite witch hazel pads and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">hemmie</span> cream from the doc, even used ice which did help a bit but man am I ever tired today. Did some research on it and apparently you can get them lanced - sounds lovely eh? Actually it does sound good, immediate relief and all that but from what I've read the recovery is bad and can affect your ability to push the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">babbie</span> out so I'll leave that alone and try to deal.<br /><br />Found <a href="http://parentbloggers.com/2007/07/06/body-soul-baby-campaign-launch-and-blog-blast/">this</a> today and thought I'd share, I've certainly had enough of people telling me how fucking HUGE I am. It hasn't escaped my notice people, I am aware of the enormous belly beneath my breasts, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">y'know</span>, the one that has a gymnast inside. Honestly I nearly had to put the baby into time out this weekend such were the gyrations and contortions going on in there, damned painful!<br /><br />Sending big love to <a href="http://vbacadventure.com/">Kendra</a>, hoping all is well with her.<br /><br />Thinking of questions for <a href="http://emmamcdon.blogspot.com/">Emma</a> and envying the cute little belly <a href="http://limitedcleverness.blogspot.com/">random mommy</a> is sporting as I sit here in my really-shouldn't-be wearing-at-work-sweatpants-but-just-couldn't-put-anything-else-on today pants.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-12241224595997781802007-07-03T06:41:00.000-07:002007-07-03T06:44:56.052-07:00Little man and the babyFound this excellent post so am sharing because sharing is good and makes little man "vewy pwoud o' you"<br /><br />I do harbour deep concerns about little man's displacement when the baby comes, I had a difficult relationship with my next youngest sibling for a long time. I want to avoid as much of that resentment and anger as possible.<br /><br />This is from <a href="http://www.babytalkers.com/">Babytalkers.</a><br /><br /><h2 id="post-374"><a href="http://www.babytalkers.com/2007/first-born-jealousy.html">First-Born Jealousy</a></h2> <p style="margin: 1ex;"> <span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;">By Elizabeth Pantley, Author of the No-Cry Sleep Solution and Gentle Baby Care</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></p> <p style="margin: 1ex;"><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Question:</u></em></strong> Our first-born is showing extreme jealousy towards the new baby. He’s obviously mad at us for disrupting the predictable flow of his life with this new challenger for our attention. How can we smooth things out?</span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Think about it:</u></em></strong> Before the baby entered your family, your toddler was told he’d have a wonderful little brother to play with, and how much fun it would be. Then the little brother is born and your toddler is thinking, <em>“Are you kidding me? This squirming, red-faced baby that takes up all your time and attention is supposed to be FUN?” </em> He then “plays” with the baby in the only ways he knows how. He plays catch. You yell at him for throwing toys at the baby. He plays hide-and-seek. You yell at him to get the blanket off the baby. He gives the kid a hug, and you admonish him to be more careful. Is it any wonder that your toddler is confused?</span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Teach:</u></em></strong> Your first goal is to protect the baby. Your second, to teach your older child how to interact with his new sibling in proper ways. You can teach your toddler how to play with the baby in the same way you teach him anything else. Talk to him, demonstrate, guide and encourage. Until you feel confident that you’ve achieved your second goal, however, do not leave the children alone together. Yes, I know. It isn’t convenient. But it is necessary, maybe even critical. </span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Hover:</u></em></strong> Whenever the children are together, “hover” close by. If you see your child about to get rough, pick up the baby and distract the older sibling with a song, a toy, an activity or a snack. This action protects the baby while helping you avoid a constant string of “Nos,” which may actually encourage the aggressive behavior.</span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Teach soft touches:</u></em></strong> Teach the older sibling how to give the baby a back rub. Tell how this kind of touching calms the baby, and praise the older child for a job well done. This lesson teaches the child how to be physical with the baby in a positive way.</span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Act quickly:</u></em></strong> Every time you see your child hit, or act roughly with the baby, act quickly. You might firmly announce, “No hitting, time out.” Place the child in a time-out chair with the statement, “You can get up when you can use your hands in the right way.” Allow him to get right up if he wants – as long as he is careful and gentle with the baby. This isn’t punishment, after all. It’s just helping him learn that rough actions aren’t going to be permitted.</span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Demonstrate:</u> </em></strong> Children learn what they live. Your older child will be watching as you handle the baby and learning from your actions. You are your child’s most important teacher. You are demonstrating in everything you do, and your child will learn most from watching you. </span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Praise:</u></em></strong> Whenever you see the older child touching the baby gently, make a positive comment. Make a big fuss about the important “older brother.” Hug and kiss your older child and tell him how proud you are.</span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Watch your words:</u></em></strong> Don’t blame everything on <em>the baby</em>. “We can’t go to the park; <em>the baby’s</em> sleeping.” “Be quiet, you’ll wake <em> the baby</em>.” “After I change <em>the baby</em> I’ll help you.” At this point, your child would just as soon sell <em>the baby!</em> Instead, use alternate reasons. <em>“My hands are busy now.” “We’ll go after lunch.” “I’ll help you in three minutes.”</em></span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Be supportive:</u></em> </strong> Acknowledge your child’s unspoken feelings, such as <em>“Things sure have changed with the new baby here. It’s going to take us all some time to get used to this.” </em>Keep your comments mild and general. <em> Don’t</em> say, <em>“I bet you hate the new baby.”</em> Instead, say, <em>“It must be hard to have Mommy spending so much time with the baby.”</em> <em>or “I bet you wish we could go to the park now, and not have to wait for the baby to wake up.”</em> When your child knows that you understand her feelings, she’ll have less need to act up to get your attention.</span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Give extra love:</u></em></strong> Increase your little demonstrations of love for your child. Say extra I love yous, increase your daily dose of hugs, and find time to read a book or play a game. Temporary regressions or behavior problems are normal, and can be eased with an extra dose of time and attention.<br /></span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Get ‘em involved:</u></em></strong> Teach the older sibling how to be helpful with the baby or how to entertain the baby. Let the older sibling open the baby gifts and use the camera to take pictures of the baby. Teach him how to put the baby’s socks on. Let him sprinkle the powder. Praise and encourage whenever possible. </span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Making each feel special:</u></em></strong> Avoid comparing siblings, even about seemingly innocent topics such as birth weight, when each first crawled or walked, or who had more hair! Children can interpret these comments as criticisms.</span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial Narrow;font-size:100%;"><strong><em><u>Take a deep breath and be calm.</u></em></strong> This is a time of adjustment for everyone in the family. Reduce outside activities, relax your housekeeping standards, and focus on your current priority, adjusting to your new family size.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"><strong> </strong></span></p> <p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"><strong><a href="http://www.pantley.com/elizabeth" target="_blank">http://www.pantley.com/elizabet<wbr>h</a> </strong></span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-59691796095374314742007-07-02T11:52:00.001-07:002007-07-02T12:12:12.160-07:00Gestational Diabetes - a myth?We went to the first of 2 VBAC classes this weekend.<br /><br />I was a bit miffed because the instructor didn't really tell me anything I hadn't already read or learned and she couldn't answer any questions about hospital policy. She deflected all of those saying "you should ask your midwife" I have probably 10-15 minutes with my midwife every 2 weeks, I don't have the brain power to think of these questions when I'm sitting there trying not fall off the stupid table. The point of the class - or so I thought - was to have those questions answered, that's why I chose the one affiliated with the hospital fer fuxake! Yes I will call the hospital and tell them what I think.<br /><br />In the instructors favour, she herself had a VBAC, kept the class size small and took time to talk to each one of us.<br /><br />Anyway gripes aside, the class was useful for big man, got him thinking and concentrating on the impending arrival for 3 straight hours. We dropped little man off with his friend for a playdate, his first ever, so we had lunch afterwards and it was nice to just talk and connect with each other.<br /><br />The instructor scared me a little by talking about the risks associated with induction and VBAC, so I've been googling. There's no guarantee I will be induced but my blood sugar levels are all over the place and it looks likely I will be on insulin by next week which does increase my chances of induction. Pitocin and VBAC is not a good mix, you're heavily monitored and probably in bed so the intervention train gets rolling.<br /><br />One interesting article I found today is <a href="http://www.gentlebirth.org/archives/gdhgoer.html">this one</a> by Henci Goer which starts:<br /><blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Gestational Diabetes: The Emperor Has No Clothes </span><br />by Henci Goer <p>Good medicine demands that diagnosis and treatment of any disease fulfill four criteria: </p><ul><li> The condition has to pose a health risk;</li><li> Diagnosis must accurately distinguish between those who have the disease and those who don't;</li><li> Treatment should be effective; and</li><li> The benefits of diagnosis and treatment should outweigh the risks.</li></ul> An entire medical industry has grown up around diagnosing and treating gestational diabetes (GD) in the belief that doing so prevents perinatal deaths, congenital anomalies, neonatal complications, macrosomic babies, and because of fetal macrosomia, birth injuries and excessive cesarean rates. However, diagnosis and treatment of gestational diabetes don't fulfill any of the above criteria.<br /></blockquote>Hmm...<br /><br />It's a good read, if you've been diagnosed with GD you should probably print it out and highlight the relevant parts to bring to the discussion with your doc.<br /><br />I am researching alternatives to pitocin for induction. <a href="http://vbacadventure.com/?p=77">Kendra</a> beat me to the punch, she's a few weeks ahead of me so got here a while back.<br /><br />I'm thinking a doula is a good plan so am off on the hunt for one that will fit in my budget of $0.<br /><br />Your induction methods are welcome, medical and anecdotal, I'll give anything a go rather than be strapped to a bed with EFMs blood pressure cuffs, IVs etc... please comment....thanks!<br /><br />Food for thoughtUnknownnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-6469092336648601702007-07-02T11:28:00.001-07:002007-07-02T11:29:16.443-07:00Veggie Booty<h3>Well shite on that!<br /></h3>I love Veggie Booty and so does little man.<br /><h3><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"></span></h3><blockquote><h3><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;">Recalled: Veggie Booty snack food</span></h3> <span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"> </span> <span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;">FRIDAY, Jun 29 (BabyCenter News) — Robert's American Gourmet is recalling all of its Veggie Booty flavored snack foods in cooperation with the U.S. Food and Drug Administration (FDA).<br /><br />The snacks may be contaminated with <i>Salmonella</i>, which can cause serious infections in young children, elderly people, and others with compromised immune systems. <i>Salmonella</i> can also cause diarrhea, nausea, vomiting, and abdominal pain in otherwise healthy people.<br /><br />There have been 52 reports of illness linked to Veggie Booty across 17 states, beginning in March 2007. Almost all the illnesses have occurred in children under 10, and most of these have been in toddlers. Many of the cases involved bloody diarrhea, and four people have been hospitalized.<br /><br />The FDA learned of the illnesses on June 27 from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, which conducted an investigation of the illnesses with state and local health officials. The outbreak is considered likely to be ongoing.<br /><br />Veggie Booty is sold in a flexible plastic foil bag in 4-ounce, 1-ounce, and 0.5-ounce packages.<br /><br />No other flavors or varieties of snack food marketed by Robert's American Gourmet have been associated with <i>Salmonella</i> contamination.<br /><br />The snack was sold in retail locations in all 50 states and Canada, and also over the Internet. <br /><br /> <i>-- Katie Motta, BabyCenter News</i></span></blockquote><span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"><i></i></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-88190244301243448712007-07-02T08:11:00.001-07:002007-07-02T08:11:20.558-07:00Oo-er missus!<a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-rating"><img style="border: none;" src="http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_rating/r.jpg" alt="Online Dating" /></a><p>Mingle<sup>2</sup> - <a href="http://mingle2.com">Online Dating</a></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-1469416862535958172007-06-27T07:27:00.000-07:002008-12-09T16:31:18.963-08:00Hot as HadesI knew this was coming, this is New England, it gets hot & humid.<br /><br /><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="563"><tbody><tr valign="top"><td rowspan="9"><br /></td> <td class="currentdata" colspan="2"> <!-- Start Boston Current Conditions --> <table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="100%"> <tbody><tr align="center" bgcolor="navy"> <th colspan="3">Boston current conditions</th> </tr> <tr> <td class="currentcondition"> <strong>Mostly Sunny</strong><br /> <span class="currenttemp">89°</span> <strong>F</strong><br /> <span style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34); text-align: left;font-family:'MS Sans Serif',Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10;" >At Logan Airport<br /> As of 10:25 AM<!--2007-06-27 10:25:07--></span> </td> <td><br /></td> <td align="right"> <img src="http://cache.boston.com/weather/images/02.gif" alt="Mostly Sunny" border="0" height="80" width="80" /> </td> </tr> </tbody></table> <!-- End Boston Current Conditions --> </td> </tr> <tr bgcolor="#efefef"> <td class="currentdata"> <strong>RealFeel temp</strong>: <span style=";font-family:'MS Sans Serif',Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10;" ><a href="http://weather.boston.com/explainers/index.html#realfeel">Explain</a></span> </td> <td class="currentdataright"> 96° F </td> </tr> <tr> <td class="currentdata"> <strong>Relative humidity</strong>: </td> <td class="currentdataright"> 51%</td></tr></tbody></table><br />The real temp and the humidity are what you need to look at.<br /><br />For my mates across the pond or anyone who uses Celsius, 96F is 35.5C. I don't really have a problem with heat, I like feeling the hot sun beating down. It's the humidity godammit.<br /><br />Besides the frizzy hair monster, you stew in your own juices, you sweat more than is attractive and when you venture outside, whoa nelly, it's like opening an oven door and stepping in.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inventors.about.com/library/weekly/aa081797.htm"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfX1DQN60t4/RoJ1v0DkBmI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5QOIbTP-YUw/s200/17carrier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080752793915229794" border="0" /></a>I'm at work where there's a/c (or air con to the Brits and Aussies) the gods pour blessings on <a href="http://inventors.about.com/library/weekly/aa081797.htm">Willis Haviland Carrier.</a> I hope he is feasting on honey and nectar somewhere. He certainly deserves to.<br /><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Air_conditioning">He wasn't the first to cool the air</a>, but he did deal with the humidity.<br /><br />The Egyptians and the Persians were some innovative folks. Where I live there are a lot of historical houses from the 1600s, they have big shaded porches and small dark rooms, makes perfect sense, the only way they could have dealt with the heat was to close the shutters and keep the house dark. How the hell they coped with heavy wool clothes, corsets, petticoats etc is beyond me, poor saps.<br /><br />Stay cool people, if you have no a/c get thee to a cinema.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-55428734144485422662007-06-25T10:29:00.000-07:002007-06-25T10:29:31.911-07:00Culture warsIt's a tough one, anthropologists and doctors say "we" must leave the tribes to their customs, yet the custom involves burying babies alive if they have any deformity or if there are more than one!<br /><br />These folks are doing noble work:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.voiceforlife.blogspot.com/">http://www.voiceforlife.blogspot.com/</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-5155866281511444732007-06-22T09:50:00.000-07:002007-06-22T10:19:53.022-07:00Not worthySo very not worthy, I followed linky linkies to another blog just now and found <a href="http://oliviadrab.typepad.com/blog/">a blog</a> I used to read but somehow stopped reading, I had no idea she was even pregnant, never mind just a few weeks behind me and suffering many of the same maladies.<br /><br />But that is where the similarities end - this woman can blog, good gods can she write and she has pictures too!<br /><br />SPD, the pubic pain thingie I keep going on about - <a href="http://oliviadrab.typepad.com/blog/2007/05/truth_and_devic.html">pictures and a proper explanation</a><br /><br />Feelin the cranky, <a href="http://oliviadrab.typepad.com/blog/2007/06/the_crank_is_on.html">yup</a>.<br /><br />However, this woman like many others has fought a <a href="http://oliviadrab.typepad.com/blog/2007/05/the_day_of_hono.html">mighty battle</a> to get to where she is, where I am, big and uncomfortable, and cranky. It is good for me to read something like this and remember that the cause of my discomfort and crankiness is a glorious miracle, something that many women pay dearly for and I have been given for free. I do know this, I have a dear friend and a relative who have both fought their own fertility wars (and won) but it is good for me to be reminded and remember the gift I have been given.<br /><br />I have taken my medicine and apologise if I have seemed ungrateful.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-11240260667811600092007-06-22T08:36:00.000-07:002007-06-22T08:41:55.081-07:001st weekSo this was my first week seriously trying to stick to the GD diet. How did I do?<br /><br />Not bad until Wednesday I suppose.<br />Yesterday, Thursday, was shite, i just couldn't be bothered, I was hungry so I ate - sue me! I didn't test my blood all day. Yes I feel bad about it, yes I know I'm giving the poor babe too much sugar but man I was fucking hungry and toast with peanut btter does not cut it as a breakfast for me, I need cereal with milk and tea and then maybe toast with a banana as I drive to work.<br /><br />I'm back on the horse today, had my measly brekkie, am fucking STARVING and waiting for my oh so crappy lunch, 3 slices of bread and 3 slices of meat with a yogurt to follow, oh yummy, can't fucking wait.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sorry about all the swearing, being hungry does not suit me. Oh and I'm constipated too thanks to the pre natal vitamins that I've started taking again, woo fucking ho</span>o.</span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1141074522809372592.post-61912129523529064922007-06-18T12:22:00.000-07:002007-06-18T12:27:51.966-07:00Food glorious foodDid you know that there's almost as much sugar in milk as in a regular soda? Nope? Me either.<br /><br />Went to the endocrinologist today to try to sort out the blood sugar numbers. Lovely man, very personable, he has given me 2 weeks to try to maintain my levels myself with diet. He ouwl have liked to include exercise but I can barely walk with the pubic symphisis thingie so that's not really an option for me. He told me about the milk thing, blew my mind.<br /><br />I am a milk addict! I love me some cold milk, morning noon and night, there's nothing better to drink in my world but now that I know about the sugar content I have to rethink that.<br /><br />Also have to up my protein intake, not eating enough of that and supplementing with carbs 'cos I'm hungry all the time - result - high blood sugars.<br /><br />So welcome to the severely restricted diet, expect many posts about how fucking pissed off I am to be monitoring every fucking bite. I'm not good with these kind of things, but if I want my VBAC I'll have to give it my best shot. BLEAGH.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3