Thursday, October 11, 2012

Coming out of the Newborn Fog

So for the long delay folks. I am sure you have all been waiting with bated breath (yes this is how you spell it-I looked it up!)

I am also sure you all understand, especially the parents out there, why it has taken so long to get a blog entry up.

While, newborns are cute...


Lucille - Week 1





...they are also a time suck. Thus, the delay.

So I wanted to let you know the blog entries loaded with adorable baby pictures and videos are coming, but first I have to do a bit of catch up.

Look out for a our Labor and Delivery two parter over the next few days. (Maybe even today if she keeps sleeping like a little angel!)

Until then - xoxoxo






Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Teas, Techniques, and Time


Week 40 was a huge milestone. By this time PAL had done all of her major development and put on the pounds. But as we slipped past her estimated due date of August 19th, first by a few days, and then a week, and then a week plus, we started to become more anxious.

You have to understand the anxiety was not caused by me "wanting this to be over", I would have happily (okay maybe not all the time-but mostly) carried PAL as long as she wanted to stay in utero. Plus, I knew my mom went two weeks over with me and three weeks over with my sister which made going over seem normal.

Our building stress actually came from our midwife who thought once we were "post term" (40 weeks and a day in her mind) we would want to/should induce. We were surprised by this position with her being a midwife, but realized that as a part of a larger medical practice she most likely had to play within the rules of their system. Medical interventions to induce (cervadil, pitocin, etc) are not seen as being a big deal for most doctors/patients this day in age.

After scouring all the research available (surprisingly limited and contradictory), Pearce and I  both agreed that we were unwilling to an induce without having an medical reason to do so. Knowing that the average time frame for most women to have their babies was 41 weeks and three days (without medical prompting) and weighing the other risks for waiting beyond this point carefully, Pearce and I decided that we would wait until 42 weeks and a day before going to the hospital to be induced.

With that in mind we were going to try our darndest to encourage PAL to join us via a whole host of natural (and sometime ridiculous) methods. Although NONE of them worked for us, if you ever find yourself in this situation one day, maybe one of them will work for you.

Primrose oil
I started talking one primrose oil capsule a day orally. It is supposed to help soften the cervix.

Raspberry Leaf Tea
I drank a few cups of this in the morning and the evenings to help prepare my uterus for labor/birth. Although it is not supposed to cause labor, women taking felt that it helped them have an easier labor and better recovery. I do think it has helped me postpartum.

Walking 
In my first trimester I trained for the Disney Princess Half Marathon I always run with my mom. This year PAL came along for the ride. Even though we ran walked it, we only added a half an hour to our time! Though I didn't run at the end of my pregnancy I was walking at least 2 miles every day, some times up to five (three in the morning solo and two in the evening with Pearce). Maybe because I had exercised so consistently she wasn't phased by the movement.

Pedicures
Right before I hit the 40 week mark I got a pedicure with massage hoping it would trigger some pressure points in my feet. Later that night Pearce and I went to the movie theather and I had a few "real" contractions. I ended up having to get another massage because of going so long over, the second time nothing happened.

Scalinis
We waited until forty weeks and a day before attempting the tried and true method of Scalinis. The eggplant parmesean at this restaurant is known to cause labor in women. In fact, there are over 300 babies that have been born within 48 hours after having eaten it. We had heard that it was the oregano in the dish, but the waitress said that it was the way the cooked the dish that brought out the eggplant's night shade qualities that promoted labor. Fail.

Pregnancy Massage
A week after she was supposed to be born I went for a certified pregnancy massage focused on hitting pressure point in the ankles and hands. I can report that like the first pedicure, I felt some rumblings of something happening, but it never came to anything significant. I did enjoy the massage though.

Sex
This is the one people LOVE to recommend to you. Fun fact - semen has the largest amount of prostagladins (which ripen the cervix much like the engineered Cervadil they use in the hospital). Plus orgasms produce Oxytocin which encourage contractions). Despite the awkwardness of the positioning (hello I was ten months pregnant) we committed ourselves to this endeavor and kicked it up a notch by using Primrose oil in tandem. 

Accupunture
I held out on the acupuncture, not for fear of needles, but the cost. So when I still had not gone into labor three days before L-Day, I decided to get over it and give it a whirl. Like the pregnancy massage she focused on getting my "chi" moving via key points on my body (ankles, hands, ears). She started first with needles, heating them to cause warmth at these key points. After around 20 minutes she switched to mugwort incense that also has been known to trigger contractions. I love this part especially because it smelled like Mongolia! Again, this was one of the more successful endeavors giving me contractions that lasted through the day and evening but eventually petered out.

Towards the end I started trying anything and everything that I had found may help initiate labor. This included pineapple, black liquorice, and red wine. The fact I ate the black licorice really spoke to my desperation-- I HATE it. I had to gag down every piece. But I ended up getting down 9 pieces- bleh.

Last on the list was Castor Oil. An old school remedy for starting labor (it used to be used in hospitals in fact) over half of women who use it at the end of pregnancy go into labor. Now that is a percentage I can get behind. On the other hand it also can causes totally debilitating cramping of the intestines, explosive diarrhea for hours and puking. Oh and it tastes god awful (I didn't think it was that bad actually, especially compared to the liquorice). Now you can understand why this is a last resort measure. But, two days before we were supposed to go to the hospital, I bit the bullet and took 2 tablespoons worth of the potent stuff. Nothing happened, and I don't just mean contractions, I mean nothing. I didn't have a single intestinal cramp. So I re-uped and swallowed down two more tablespoons. After a few hours and some dinner, I finally meandered over to the bathroom and had the great cleansing everyone spoke of (still had nothing on my Peace Corps days). No contractions though. Boo.

So after exhausting every avenue I could think of (and was recommended to me), Monday September 3, our nation's Labor Day and our apparent labor day, we found ourselves driving to the hopsital to have our baby we had been waiting 10 and a half months for.

If you are interested in reading more about natural induction methods- check out this blog:
Pregnant Chicken. The woman who writes it is hysterical and has loads of good stuff.

http://www.pregnantchicken.com/pregnant-chicken-blog/2011/1/10/how-to-go-into-labour-or-labor-if-youre-getting-picky.html#comment18710994















Thursday, August 16, 2012

The Belly and its Progression to Awesomeness

It took me a long time to look (really) pregnant. This was frustrating because I had been looking forward to the perks of pregnancy. You know, people holding open doors, carrying my bags, and basically going out of their way to acknowledge the miracle of life I was growing inside of me. Of course, in order to get said benefits, you actually have to look pregnant. I did not. Or at least I wasn't that impressively/obviously pregnant until I was about 8 months along (depending on the outfit) because I carried so low. So once I crossed that threshold into looking really pregnant I was quite excited. I would now finally get the preggo props that I had been looking forward to these many months.

Wrong. Yes, people did finally recognize that I was pregnant, but, alas, they really didn't give a shit. Or at least not in the ways you would hope. Lacking were the, polite gestures, maternal respect, and assistance (oh, thank you so much for getting out of my way on the sidewalk because as you can see it is hard to maneuver this wide load I have out in front of me). Instead interactions seemed to bring out the nosier side of people. Conversations with strangers now centered on a string of questions: how far along are you, is it a boy or a girl, do you have a name??? These more begnin questions were often followed up by more specific coaching tips on parenting and child-rearing. Apparently the big belly brought out the Dr. Phil in people.

I think the creepiest moment was when while waiting for Pearce by the bar of a restaurant I looked over and caught a man was staring and grinning at me. When he caught my eye, he gave me a wink and toasted me from afar as if to say job well done preggo! On a funnier note, I only had one stranger, thankfully,  touch my belly.  I was in Target (shocker) when a little girl spotted my big belly and asked her mother if there was a baby in there. Before her mother could answer the girl ran over, put both of her hands on either side of my stomach and started jiggling it while talking to the baby. The mother was mortified, but it made my day. Hysterical!

Despite my burgeoning belly not bringing the mad respect I hoped for, both Pearce and I really enjoy my big Buddha belly. It is just amazing to me that my body is designed to stretch and grow in order to accommodate our little lady. I get great enjoyment strutting around the house jutting it out in all of its glory. Yes, getting up and down is harder than it used to be and yes, I can't bend over as agilely as I once did, but there is just something so wonderful about its roundness.  In some ways, I think that I may actually miss it when PAL is born. I guess I could always work on a beer belly.

So here are just a few(ish) shots of my lovely belly over the course of my pregnancy. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do! (but maybe not as much as that guy in the bar!)

December 11, 2011 - It Begins
Christmas 2011 - First Heart Beat



New Years Eve 2011 - Atlanta Symphony
New Years Day 2012 - Hiking in N. GA




2- 25-2012 -  Annual Disney Princess Run
22 Weeks/6 months - Brett and Brook's Wedding
25 Weeks - A Prarie Home Companion at the Fox Theatre


 27 weeks - 3rd Trimester 


29 Weeks - Ponte Vedra Shower





29 Weeks - Ponte Vedra Shower













30 Weeks - Colorado Visit



31 Weeks - Chattanooga Babymoon




31 Weeks - Chattanooga Babymoon



31.5 weeks - Pearce's Brithday

34 Weeks - Atlanta Shower

34 Weeks - Atlanta Shower

36 Weeks/9 Months



39 Weeks - One Week Away from Due Date

39 Weeks - One Week Away from Due Date



And I know you REALLY wanted to see the Buddha belly- so here it is in all its glory!!!


39 Weeks - One Week Away from Due Date
39 Weeks - One Week Away from Due Date

39 Weeks - One Week Away from Due Date

39 Weeks - One Week Away from Due Date



xoxoxo,

Me and the Buddha Belly















Thursday, August 9, 2012

From Office to Nursery - Finally Getting To Nest



Explore. Dream. Discover. The Nursery.


 August 6, 2012

After confirming that we would be staying in Atlanta we launched ourselves into nursery conversion. Since we have a teeny tiny house, trying to figure out how to fit in the "necessities" that come with having a baby was a challenge. I studied Pinterest, design blogs, and Ikea’s catalog, to see how we could (tastefully) cram all of Pal's belongings in with ours. This was not an easy feat and took an iron will when sorting through our respective wardrobes. In the end we tried to use vertical space as much as possible, while also picking out items that had both form and function.



Nursing Station



Adding to the consignment shop rocking chair we re-habbed, we picked up a Union Jack-inspired dresser from Craigslist that we plan on using as a dresser/changing table combo. Mom/Emme commented that it complimented the 2012 London Olympics that have dominated my schedule the past few weeks. This piece was the inspiration behind having a travel-themed nursery (shocking, I know).
Note- PAL's First Disney Item!




 As you probably know, I love process flow. I have taken a stab at organizing PAL's dresser drawers based on my work as a nanny. Not sure if things will stay this way when we put theory to practice, but I figured it was worth a try to get a system together pre-babe. Right now I have clothes pins marking the different bins (read: Type A) so we can try to keep all her pieces in the right place.

Cloth Diaper Stash - So Pretty!
Tiny Clothes are Too Cute.
Accessorize!




















Is it wrong that a not-born-yet-baby has more clothes than me? We may have to reevaluate this when I am not wearing preggo clothes again!


The baby blanket was Pearce's.

Another major piece in the room both for practical and sentimental reasons is PAL's future bed. While she is still a newborn we plan on using a cradle that has been in the family for 46 years and has rocked its fair share of babies to sleep- or at least that it is what I am hoping for! Mom/Emme brought the wooden spindle cradle up from South Florida where John/Papa spent weeks stripping, sanding and re-staining it. I can't wait to put it to use! The baby blanket in the picture was Pearce's, lovingly made by Kate Pendelton so many years ago. Just above it on the wall is where we plan to place pictures of PAL's future travels.






Some travel inspired trinkets and art:


World Poster Print - Etsy, Signarama


Buddha Belly - ROSS
World City Tour - ROSS



 Some ways to control the clutter:

Book Nook - TJ MAX
Toy Bucket - Walmart

Catch-all - TJ MAX                                                                                       



                                                         

Hope you enjoyed the tour of the nursery! Let me know if you have any questions on any of the other pieces in the room.  Its kind of surreal to think that in a matter of weeks (days!?!) there will be another human being claiming this space. Both Pearce and I are very excited about this!!!


-A&P