Thursday, January 31, 2008
Classic Pics
New Job
He’s starting in curd processing which is intense manual labor. He’s pretty excited about getting tough again. He says it’s great if they pay you for a 12 hour workout. They offered him a job in intake too, but he wanted the workout. Of course he doesn’t expect to stay at this position forever. Curd processing isn’t exactly a career, but there is opportunity within the company. His application for Air Force Officer is in, so that could be an option. We'll probably hear back in March. Or if he wants to get his master’s degree online he can stay up and study on his days off without distractions from the rest of us.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Twilight
Have you read Twilight yet? My
Anyhow, I thought I’d write a post since I do enjoy discussing and hearing people’s opinions on the books I’ve read. My first impression was that it was a little too sappy for me. By halfway through the book Bella was swooning so much I almost quit reading. I only kept going because my neighbor told me the author wrote the book based on a dream she had about vampires. I figured I wasn’t to the “dream part” so I kept going.
I understand this book is hugely popular with housewives. I wondered why would a teenage romance appeal to middle aged women? I guess it’s not strictly a romance. It does involve vampires which could classify as fantasy or horror. Then there is the idea of a man with complete self control over carnal desire (perhaps also fantasy). My mom said it would be good for young men to read. It doesn’t matter if your made to be a monster, you can be whatever you choose to be.
When I finished the book I couldn’t decide if I wanted to read more or not. There are two more books in the series. I don’t think I could handle it if Bella keeps swooning every other paragraph, but I do like the characters. Reading Twilight was like watching a chick flick, something I rarely do but enjoy. So if you’ve read this book, tell me what you think I’d love to hear it.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Clothesline
I love this blog. Thanks for all the great comments. It makes me feel like I’m back in the old neighborhood again. So here’s my clothesline story. We moved into our current apartment half way through December. It took us a few days to get our dryer hooked up because the outlet was different and we had to rewire it. Anyhow, we when we went to connect everything we found the vent shaft (connecting our ground floor apartment to the roof) had fallen and crushed the connecting pipe. We called the manager they had someone come look at it, but no repair was attempted. Then everyone went on holiday for a week and a half. Since then, they have made two repair attempts, neither successful.
So what does that mean. I haven’t had a dryer for a month. The nearest laundry mat is 20 minutes drive. It’s 20 F or less outside. I have a newborn that goes through her wardrobe every two or three days. Solution: we put up a clothesline in our apartment.
So here’s a thanks to all my neighbors and friends that convinced me that clotheslines were good. I would never have had clothespins or any idea how to hang clothes or what to expect for drying time. Thanks for the little blessing of good friends. Even the annoyance of not having a dryer in the dead of winter is better because it reminds me of you.
Friday, January 11, 2008
My Birth Story
I had a rather different experience with this birth, so I wanted to share my story.
L offered to come up and help me with the birth this time. It was a great comfort to have someone there who understood where I was coming from. I was concerned that the three hour drive from
We went to the hospital got checked in and waited. My contractions had slowed and I figured it was because of the traveling. We walked the halls then lay down to try and relax. Nothing worked. By
My doctor was okay with me leaving if the baby passed an NST (non-stress test) conducted by ultrasound. The baby passed the test. The ultrasound technician was super nice and even printed out some pictures for us. The doctor cleared us to go. It was really weird to leave the hospital knowing I was still in labor. I was really confused.
L and I went and got breakfast and walked the mall. All the while I was completely puzzled why my labor had stalled. I kept thinking of Karin's story about concerns she had about the baby stalling “Buggy’s” birth. I thought maybe it was because I knew “T” had to leave and wouldn't be back until after lunch. I felt confident that it was the right time for the baby to be born. The due date was Dec 24th. We thought it was a girl and A was born on her Uncle Tr's birthday. January 3rd is Uncle Jer's birthday. Jer and Tr are birds of a feather, they even work together.
After lunch and a little more shopping we went home. Something I had been hesitant to do for two reasons. One, my kids were there and they didn’t understand labor and why mommy wouldn’t bend over and no talk to them every five minutes. Two, because I knew as soon as I hit transition it wouldn’t take long. We could get regular contractions, but nothing more than we'd had the night before. I didn't want to go back to the hospital and have labor stall again. This time I was waiting to see signs of transition.
When we got home we started thinking about the baby's position. In the release NST the baby was facing my left side. The baby had previously always been facing my right side. Either way, not the ideal birth position. I logged on to Doreen’s website and clicked the spinning babies link. There I learned that it is difficult for the baby to rotate if the chin is not tucked. I pulled out the photos given to me by the ultrasound tech. They clearly showed the baby’s chin was up. So we got out the birthing ball and tried hula hoops. Then I got in the shower and did pelvic rocks until the tub filled with water.
I decided to try rotating the baby manually. I was a little nervous about rotating the baby with my hands. But at this point I figured I had few options. Surely they would induce me if I went back to the hospital. They baby would certainly be born one way or another in the next 12 hours. I checked to make sure the baby was still moving. And then gentle tried to move the baby. I was surprised at how different it felt in the water. Submerged I was easily able to rotate the baby. It seemed like the baby’s shoulder was caught on my right hip bone. I could feel the contractions radiating from there to my back. I worked that area for a bit and the tension seemed to free.
I finished up and went to my room. I asked my husband for a blessing. Then I lay down to listen to my body. I was unsure if I had been successful in rotating the baby. It was about 7 PM and my husband was taking the other kids to his brother’s house to spend the night. Before he even left I noticed strong swift contractions and started getting the feeling we should go to the hospital again. He told me to go rest and call his brother’s house if we decided to go the hospital. I lay down again for about 5 minutes, but now I knew it was time to go.
L and I called and got in the car and left the house around
Warning: gory details ahead. Probably for experienced moms only.
I went with side lying position this time. It was a little awkward because they wanted me to hold my leg way up in the air. And of course I still tore, but Emma does have fewer stork bites (birthmarks) than my other kids. So far I think I prefer the supported C birth position. I will probably go with that if there’s a next time. I guess that’s just the scientist in me, I always want to try something new in hopes of finding a better way.
Two other funny things. Doreen told me to try touching the baby’s head when it crowns. I didn’t with J, but I tried it this time. Only the baby hadn’t completely crowned yet. It was more like a fold of skin. I thought I was touching the cord instead of the head. And I had a moment of unnecessary concern. “Oh no, the cord is prolapsed.” But of course it was not.
The other funny thing was after the birth they were kneading my stomach to make sure the uterus was contracting and I wasn’t hemorrhaging. (Everyone’s least favorite part.) A large heart-shaped blood clot shot out and “T” was standing right there. He had a moment of shock before he realized that it couldn’t actually be my heart. He is still making jokes about it though.
Your probably wondering about the GBS. They weren’t as crazy about it here as they were in

