Monday, July 25, 2011

Precious Moments

* Hearing Anne giggle because I fake sneezed at her.

* Getting out of the shower to find Anne snuggled up to Kristian.  Apparently if I'm not in bed with her and he is, she rolls over next to him and then goes back to sleep.  She did it when I got up for work this morning too.



* Catching my husband's face as he watches our daughter sleep and seeing pure bliss there, sometimes so intense he looks like he might cry from happiness.

* Watching Anne pull all of her books off the shelf and surround herself with them, completely content to play this way by herself.



* Letting go of Anne while she's standing (in the middle of a room, not near any furniture) to discover she can balance herself for about 20 seconds now, and seeing the look of accomplishment on her own face as she grins when she realizes she's doing it without any help from mommy.

* Enjoying the looks on people's faces as they pointed and grinned when we fed Korean food to Anne at Super H Mart this weekend.  She really liked the bean sprout things.

* Knowing that finally introducing Anne to the nursery at church was a good idea because of how much fun she seemed to have with the toys and all the other babies around her.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Adventures in Parenting

I thought for sure the newborn fussies had returned to our house last night.  I nursed Anne as soon as I got home, per usual, and she fell asleep on my lap.  I let her stay there for about a half an hour before I had to get up to go start chores.   When she woke up, she was a super cranky baby who would not. stop. whining. or crying. for anything!!!

Kristian and I were practically at our wits end trying to find something that would make her happy.  Me holding her didn't work.  Kristian holding her didn't work.  Toys didn't help.  Kitties didn't help. Walking her around the house didn't help.  Letting her ride on Kristian's back like a pony helped for about 2 minutes before she was unhappy again (and probably only worked at all because it was something new).  She didn't want to nurse either, which is my usual go-to solution.  I wanted to pull my hair out.  Kristian and I looked at each other, both with lost and helpless expressions on our faces.

Settling in for a night of dealing with Super Cranky Girl, we nixed the idea of me even trying to cook dinner and heated up some pre-packaged soup we keep on hand for "emergencies" (read : usually when I'm too lazy to cook, but they come in handy for nights like this too).  I fed some soup to Anne, who inhaled it like she was starving.  We finished dinner, and lo and behold we had a happy baby again.

She was hungry.  For food.  Not breastmilk, but actual food!!  This was a first.  If only we had known that was the solution, I would have happily made dinner the second she woke up!  Sigh.  Yay parenting!

Monday, July 18, 2011

Weekend Snapshots

(in no particular order)

* Anne grabbed the rails of her crib while sitting on the floor and pulled herself to a standing position.  This was a first, and when I got excited and said "Yay, you did it!!!"  she grinned like she thought she had just conquered Mt. Everest.  In keeping with true Anne fashion, she refused to do it a second time.

* Waking up with Anne on the weekends is possibly the best thing ever.  She wakes up smiling and babbling and rolls around on the bed alternatively "talking" to Kristian or me.  It's so cute I could probably watch her for hours but inevitably Kristian kicks us out of the bed so he can go back to sleep.  It's ok, I wouldn't want to wake up at 6:30 am if I didn't have to either.

* Anne enjoys going out in the stroller for walks through our neighborhood so when I run out of ways to entertain her, I take her for a ride.  She looks attentively around at the houses and trees and cars that we pass.  We have a jogging stroller so I thought I'd give it a whirl for the first time.  Birkenstock sandals and running = not made of win.  Next time I'll go more appropriately dressed and get my jog on.  I realized that the end of our street is not a Mountain of Doom like the rest of it, and the side streets could be joggable as well.  Would make for a nice little bit of exercise.

* Pumping at work has been going reasonably well lately so I was able to take Anne over to her grandparents' house on Saturday so Kristian and I could enjoy some much needed alone time.  It was pretty awesome :-D  I love my daughter, but I love my husband too, and we needed that.  Will definitely have to do it again soon.

* Went to church on Sunday without Kristian because he was sick.  I need to start introducing Anne to the nursery, for several reasons.  One, she's been getting increasingly fussy during the service, at least until I nurse her and she falls asleep for the rest of it.  For two, when I took her in to change her diaper they were singing songs and I swear the look on her face said she wished she could join in.  I would have let her this past Sunday but Anne has a cold and I didn't want to get the other kids sick.  Another reason is a little more selfish on my part...I feel like I could get to know the other young moms at church better if I spent more time in there.  And I really do want to be better friends with them; it's just hard when I work and a lot of the moms at my church are SAHMS; our schedules just don't line up well.   The only thing I worry about is that Anne's routine is to nurse right when the sermon starts and then she sleeps on my lap for the rest of the time we're there...not sure how messing with her morning nap will go on a Sunday.

* Sermon on Sunday was about being judgmental; i.e. judging other people and being condescending and looking down on them.  It gave me a lot to think about because being judgmental is something I struggle with. I think most people have at least some tendency to do it, but I certainly don't want to be judgmental and I try very hard not to be.  I get mistaken for being judgmental sometimes even when I'm not; I have no problem thinking that I disagree with someone's actions without thinking that they're a bad person or that I'm better than them, but I'm not good at conveying that sometimes.   Something to work on.
Sermon can be heard here:  http://cornerstoneduluth.org//sermons/07170211_David%20Mathis.mp3 

Monday, July 4, 2011

Birth in the Media / A bit of a ramble...

If you know me, you know I'm a natural birth advocate.  No, I'm not a sadist that thinks women should endure massive amounts of pain to have a baby; I believe that women are stronger than we've been told (epidurals have only been around for just over a 100 years...compared to the thousands of years women have managed birth the natural way, that's a drop in the bucket...and I'm pretty sure pain alone doesn't kill people so don't try to throw the mortality rate at me), and it's been proven that it's safer and healthier for mom and baby to have as little intervention in the birth process as possible.  (I'm not going to get into a debate about whether or not home birth v. hospital birth is safer.  They both have their benefits, and we certainly took advantage of having medical equipment nearby in case of a catastrophe.  But interventions like epidurals and induction can cause all sorts of problems).  We as women were biologically designed to give birth.  Our bodies know what to do.  And it's our community of other mothers who are supposed to help us prepare mentally in order to cope with the pain, because really, it's all mind games and believing in yourself and trusting the process that helps you deal with the pain of contractions.  Take the fear out and the pain becomes manageable.  Because really, natural birth is amazing, and empowering, and the most beautiful experience in the world, and most of the women I know who gave birth naturally, and who had really prepared to do it, say the exact same thing, and can't wait to do it again.  Wait, what's that I'm saying, we can't wait to give birth naturally again, to go through that pain and endurance test all over again?? Yep.  Because it really is that awesome.  I would rather give birth again any day than be pregnant, honestly.  Pregnancy was not kind to my body.  But birth...birth was an experience all of its own.

Anyway, sorry for the tangent there, just trying to give a bit of background.  Since having Anne, I've seen a couple of tv shows now that portray birth, and it irks me to no end.  First, for some reason they almost always only show a woman pushing, they never show her coping with the contractions.  Secondly, they're always on their backs in a bed, which is possibly the number one worst position to give birth in, though I will give some credit and say at least they're usually semi-sitting.  Gravity is your best friend!!  I stood up or kneeled for the majority of my labor, and the only time I really felt like the contractions might send me over the edge was when I had to lay down to have my cervix checked.  Those few contractions I had to go through on that bed were the worst.  Stand up, ladies!!  It helps.  That baby is trying to move down, not sideways.

There's an episode of Scrubs where Carla has just given birth and she needs to breastfeed her baby.  First, I will say I was pleased that she was breastfeeding.  But then she had to go and make the comment "Oh, my nipples/breasts are so sore, I wish I could use formula."  Really?? What kind of message is that supposed to send?  Why couldn't she have said "Oh my breasts are so sore, I need to correct my latch but I'm so glad I can give my baby the best nutrition possible" ?  Or something else positive.  Breastfeeding is already viewed with enough negativity and lack of education in this country without a tv show reinforcing it.  And don't even get me started on Jordan who, if I remember correctly, scheduled an induction and epidural.  Scheduling an induction, unless you're having issues like preeclampsia or other actual medical complications, is like taking a cake out of the oven 20 minutes before it's supposed to be done.  Babies come when they're supposed to!  Trust your body!

Last night we watched the episode of Bones where Angela gives birth.  I was proud that they had her go through a natural birth, possibly the only one I've seen on tv, but again irritated that she was laying on her back in a bed.  Angela is very forward-thinking, there is no way she would have been laying on her back because she would have done enough research to know that gravity helps.  Why couldn't they have shown her walking around to cope with her contractions?  Or Hodgins giving her counter-pressure on her back?  Or having a doula at her side helping her, which, considering the character, would have been completely reasonable?  Also, I was annoyed that the doctor attending her decided when it was time for Angela to push.  Which, if you've given birth, you know is total bs.  A doctor doesn't decide that. Your body does; it's involuntary.    I will say I was happy with her response to Bones after it was over, though, when she told her how amazing it was.  I think if they had made Angela tell Bones it was awful and she'd ask for an epidural the next time I would have thrown something at the tv.  So kudos to the writers for that at least, but I wish they could have done a bit more research about what natural birth might look like for Angela.

When will they show a different kind of birth on tv?  A birth where the woman is in control, not a doctor, trusting her body and the process, dealing with the pain in a positive way, and possibly trying other positions than just laying on her back?  When are they going to make birth on tv look the way birth can appear in real life? TV doesn't hesitate to show you every graphic detail of someone being murdered, but they can't show better details of a woman bringing new life into the world?? Get with the program, entertainment industry!  Now the show that dares to show a water birth, I might consider that show a miracle...