This is one of many attempts at blogging. You will likely find errors in spelling, structure, etc. It won't be perfect here. But it will be a place to share news and tips, to discuss and learn. I hope you'll enjoy it as much as I hope to.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Hit 'em Up Style - Kid's Parties and other Gift Giving Occasions

In the season of backyard bbqs, big birthday parties, grad parties, trunk parties and other festivities, it's important to be mindful of the things we do for gifts, status and approval.

My cousin was just fussing on Facebook about how folks are sending her all these invites to stuff for their kids when she has no real relationship with them or the kid. Goodness, I see her point.
Here are the thoughts that I posted on her page:

Yeah, good point. There are people who are your close friends & family who LOVE you & your kids and will walk out in traffic for them/you, there are the people who "expect/really want" an invite and then there are folks that you are just hitting up. It's not good just to hit folks up. Especially, if there is no relationship - real, implied, desired or otherwise. Once a year love is not enough. Important to keep in mind. A rule of thumb might be, "If they showed up without a gift and you'd be glad to see them anyway, invite them. If they showed up without a gift and you'd be mad, you might want to rethink your guest list."

She liked my comment. Her fuss made me examine myself and think more carefully about how I roll. There are only a few categories of people who are invited to parties - close family, friends, affinity/activity friends, 'obligatories' and 'hit 'em ups.' Details as follows:


A) The are people who are your close friends and family - These are the folks who love you/your child and would walk out into traffic for them. These are people you see or talk to weekly, monthly, quarterly and for whom you would spend gas money or airfare to go "see about."

B) The people who "expect/really want" an invitation - Your affinity/activity and obligatories go here BUT use discretion on this, just because THEY expect or really want an invite, doesn't mean you have to send one. Just know who you are dealing with and how you will deal with them should they find out that you had a party and you didn't invite them.

Examples: Your nice neighbor, the old ladies at church who like invitations and send a card but might not attend due to a hip or something, your great aunt Jean who made your child's layette by hand, that fringe girlfriend who adores you but has a conflicting schedule and never quite makes it to your events, your book club mate who has kids your child's age, people who pay attention and say, "Where are you registered? When is the party? What's his favorite...? Let me know how I can help. Here's my info, let me know."
Again, you don't have to invite these people but if you've been meaning to get together, take a moment to decide if this is the right event. You could invite them OR you could contact them to schedule a lunch for the following week.

C) Another would be, if your child specifically asks you to invite them because they have a genuine relationship with the person. - Their friends, teachers, parents of school friends, daycare lady who has loved him his whole life and still keeps in touch. I think you get the point.

D) They invited you to their kid's thing - Your call. Did you hit it off? Did the kids enjoy it. Use wisdom and don't feel bad if the answer is no. You can just send a card.

Finally, a rule of thumb that I fleshed out from my cousin's Facebook page. Ask yourself these questions:

"If the person showed up at my house without a gift, would I still be glad to see them and feed them?" If so, invite them.

"If the person showed up at my house without a gift, would I be mad that they were eating my food & sucking up my AC?" If you'd be mad, take a second look at your guest list and do some pruning.

You really don't need to "hit folks up." If there is no REAL relationship (whether real, virtual, implied, desired or otherwise), please don't put them in a situation where they have to spend money on your kid or you, for that matter. There are enough people in your life who genuinely love/like you and whose company you enjoy. And in terms of gifts, God provides. Look at these parties as occasions to really hang with folks who mean a lot to you.

I hardly ever post, so I hope this will be useful or fun to read.






Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Hypnobirthing - 08/08/2010: Encouragement

Sunday, August 8th, I was very excited abou my 1st Hypnobirthing class. I posted this on Facebook:

... very excited about her 1st Hynobirthing class. Also, really excited about the party her sisters are throwing at the crib. Happy Sunday!

And got this:

    • Bev Uhlenhake Enjoy! We did hypnobirthing class with our first, and it was really good. I popped out a 10.5 pounder in 10 minutes with no meds, so I guess something sunk in. :)
      Sunday at 12:59pm · ·
    • Kimberly Butters Dennis We did hypnobirthing for our second child and it was great! I felt much more in control, no meds, and my body did its thing all on its own. Didn't even have to bear down. My only words of caution are to make sure your doctor/midwife is on board. Our doctor said he was and then was a complete booger the day of delivery. Enjoy the classes too. Sooooooooo relaxing! Take care!
      Sunday at 2:50pm · ·
    • Lillian M. Hemphill for those of us non-birthers out her ...what is hypnobirthing?
      Sunday at 4:38pm · ·
    • Vania Alvarez I felt no pain until the nurse said that they were sorry it was taking so long for the pain EPI - until that point I thought I was on the meds, a second after she said that, the pain rushed through me. After they gave me the epi she popped out.
      Sunday at 11:03pm · ·
    • Robin Dixon Roberts See Deie, It works! You already know my experiences - completely AWESOME!
      Yesterday at 8:09am · ·
    • Robin Ross Deie, these are the comments and people you need to surround yourself with- all positive stories. I love it!!!
      Yesterday at 8:19am · ·
    • Deirdre Jackson Jones
      Yes, Robin Ross, ONLY positive stories from now until end of 4th Trimester! Anyone else will be escorted from the space.

      Ladies, I really appreciate your encouragement & great stories!
      Lil, Hypnobirthing is a great birthing method that helps...See More
      Yesterday at 12:54pm · ·
    • Lillian M. Hemphill I was there for Renaldo's birth. I was 9......I say skip the whole thing and settle for a dog :).

      Not everyone is able....I know I ain't.
      16 hours ago · ·

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Monday, July 12, 2010

Working on a Birth Plan: Orgasmic Birth and Other Awesome Stuff

A few weeks (months?) ago, I talked to my doctor about my previous birth experience and she told me to write a birth plan. I was kind of waiting to do it until I figured out what I wanted. I've been doing lots of research and I've been looking for doula. As I began looking for a doula, I was also looking for an alternate birthing method. I did not take to Lamaze, I was referred to a doula who taught Birth from Within (August is her vacation time), my girlfriend did Hypnobirthing (the nearest "Hypno" lady is booked til Sept) and so I was still looking.

THEN, I found Orgasmic Birth. Now, please note that the Orgasmic Birth documentary was already on my Netflix.com queue but I hadn't really gotten to that one yet. I read some stuff on Amazon.com and I was intrigued. After I saw the video, I was sold. I think I've watched it, at least, 4 times and I've now shown everything but the extras to Lewis. He's totally down with this.

So now I'm doing further research and writing my birth plan. It feels so good!!! I'm so happy because I'm researching like crazy and I'm writing down what I want. I have draft that I am taking with me on my next appointment. During this appointment, I will see one of my OB's partners. I think this is great because I can begin to gather what I hope is a sampling of the philosophies of the different OBs in her group.

I am going to be praying. Worst(best?) case scenario is that they tell me the truth, it doesn't work for me and I bid them adieu. Best case scenario, they are totally down for it, I find my doula and we sail into L&D when contractions are 5 minutes apart and they let me do my thing.

Additionally, once I get this doula/midwife thing handled (nope, still don't have one), then I will ask them to assess me and my home for a home birth. That would be my dream!!! Don't even start with me (you know who you are), don't post a comment, don't trip...just be silent and pray if you don't agree or the idea of me doing a home birth scares the crap out of you. Just don't say a word because I need prayer and positive energy to get through this birth and not flash back to the drama of the last one. Okay? Don't post, just pray. Thank you. I love you. I feel better that I've said it somewhere.

Okay, so the birth I have in mind goes like this:
  • 2nd babies are usually faster but I am mentally preparing for 36 hours, just in case.
  • Bag packed. Laptop loaded with songs.
  • Speakers in bags.
  • Battery operated fake candles packed.
  • Lolo at Grandmommy's house.
  • My friends have made food for me and frozen it.
  • All early labor up to 5 minute contractions done at home.
  • AJ/Dominique/Mendy doing Yoga with me during early labor.
  • I eat food and drink beverages.
  • I do some labor in the tub/shower.
  • Lew and doula give me massages.
  • I am free to walk and use exercise ball to get comfortable during contractions.
  • I may even dance.
  • I get lots hugs and kisses from Lew and my friends.
  • Doula monitors my and baby's vitals.
  • I head to the hospital at the 5 minutes apart stage.
  • I send mom to the hotel to wait for my call.
  • I bring all my stuff and we set up shop in an L&D room.
  • NO intervention without serious discussion, statistical data, evidence based information about me (not most people) and a 2nd opinion. Yeah, I really want this VBAC.
  • I have a few very positive friends stop by.
  • Doula meets me at the hospital.
  • The docs and nurses basically leave me the heck alone with minimum fetal monitoring and a Hep Lock.
  • Labor advances at our pace.
  • I am allowed to change positions during labor for comfort, relaxation and pain management.
  • No drugs.
  • No episiotomy. There are natural ways to protect the perineum.
  • Baby is born and I get him right away, skin-to-skin, so I can increase the oxytocin for both of us and get the breast milk flowin'.
  • Testing and baby care, in room.
  • Private room for our stay.
  • Lactation specialist consultation.
  • Get out of there as soon as it's healthy and possible.
  • Hide out for several weeks.
This is what I have so far. I am aware that things don't always happen like we want. Tis is what I'd like to see happen. I am flexible if I get real evidence and real talk from the doctors. I am not wiling to lose either of us in childbirth for my convictions. We are both going home, God willing, whether this Birth Plan pans out or not. I believe I will feel better, no matter what, knowing that I have spoken up, done the research and had a doula who is on her game advocating with me.

So, that is what I have so far. I am praying for strength, voice, wisdom, guidance and the right doula. I feel really good that I have already begun to prepare. I am so thankful that God has given me another opportunity and I want to do my best to make this start off as well as I possibly can.

That's all for now. I'm going to send a copy of the actual draft, not exactly like the bullet points, to my husband, my Angie (7 births) and a few of my other peeps for suggestions.

I am building my circle to make this birth something beautiful. May God do what I cannot through me, Lew, the doula, the doctors and my friends.

Amen.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Nothing is Quite Perfect

Today, I saw baby Jones move! Wow. The heartbeat, once again, is 158bpm. Yey! Thank you, God. Here's how it went:

She come in and talks to me. She asks me about Sunday (see Surviving 12th Week). She says she wants to have a "look." She tells me they found three small fibroids during my last exam (Boo, WTH! Not feeling that). She informs me that they may grow as the pregnancy progresses. (Sounds like some garbage. Those fibroids need to stay on their end.) While doing a "look see," she tells me that my pelvic exam came back questionable. (Boooo! WTF!) She wants to do a colposcopy next time. She had to remind me what that was. It's the scope to look up close at my cervix (Booo, again!) This doesn't register very well. I'm really tired, I'd been nappying before she came in the room and I've got a speculum in my business! I have her repeat the info and ask a few questions (not enough questions, I'll likely be calling her tomorrow).

We move on to the baby. OB pulls out the heart monitor thing that looks like a kid's microphone and starts looking for the heartbeat. Nope, nope, nope. I got a tinge nervous when she couldn't find the heartbeat with that stupid thing. I'm sure she could tell. Then she brought in the portable ultrasound and we were in business! I saw the baby move(!!!), I saw the heart fluttering, I saw the 158bpm read on the screen. Nice, steady, little heart. Good job, baby! Funny thing, after finding the baby, she went back to the stupid "kid's microphone" contraption and found the heartbeat again. So, so nice to hear this baby's heartbeat. Seeing the heartbeat is nice but hearing it is gorgeous. It's like, "say hello to my little friend" but in a good way. LOL! I have now seen my baby wave a hand, I think, and have heard her heart(no, I don't know the gender). Almost perfect!

Of course, I was a bit shaken by the fibroids and the abnormal pap (BOOOO!). In fact I was upset! I finally cried in my car with my head on my steering wheel after I parked behind DDH. That helped. I was angry and frustrated and tired of cervical drama (1999, 2008 and now this?). I was just outdone. I talked to a friend who has had baby losses. That helped. I left DDH and drove around campus. I talked to another friend who has had many threats upon her cervix and uterus. She also helped. I parked and cried in my car some more while she and I talked. I talked to my husband. I called my girlfriend back. We laughed and talked more. I also talked to my big/little sister/mentor. That helped too.

The talks all went well. Besides swearing and crying, there were good words/phrases like:
Hope. Nothing is ever perfect. We'll get through this. It will turn out fine no matter what. We don't have to wait for things to be perfect to live a good life. I still believe. In the midst of the worst things I can imagine, I still believe. I can't help it. I just do. I believe that I am loved by God. I have to keep going. We cannot judge our success by what we do not yet have. We are still alive. There is more good to come. We are not failures. Even if it's not better right away, even if something goes wrong before it get's better, I can still get there. I'm not dead yet, so I have not used up all my chances. I am living the life I am supposed to live and it's not over yet. This is a process.

It's a lot of hodgepodge with no true background story but I trust that you will get from it what you need to get. I know all of us can become disheartened by our not quite perfect lives. - Good spouse, no money. Great money, no spouse. Awesome baby, personal issues. Great opportunities but paralyzed by fear and struggling to seize them. Supportive friends & family, crippling self-esteem. - It's never going to be quite perfect. We can't always wait until we feel better to get on with life. We have to start and trust that the healing (or whatever you are needing) will happen on the way. You will never be perfect (life will NEVER be perfect) but on your best day, you are like Lucky Charms leaving joy and prizes in your wake. On your best day, you have a halo of sunlight about 5 feet in diameter and you warm everyone you meet. On one apostle's best day, he healed people with his shadow! It is important to note, that on your worst day, you may forget the miracles and this, my friend, is why we have community and scripture and the Spirit to remind us. Nothing is ever quite perfect but perfection is not a criteria for miracles!

We still have our whole lives to live and to love and to do God's work. So, we forge ahead. You with me?

Monday, February 8, 2010

12th Week - The Size of a Lime

From babycenter.com

How your baby's growing:

The most dramatic development this week: reflexes. Your baby's fingers will soon begin to open and close, his toes will curl, his eye muscles will clench, and his mouth will make sucking movements. In fact, if you prod your abdomen, your baby will squirm in response, although you won't be able to feel it. His intestines, which have grown so fast that they protrude into the umbilical cord, will start to move into his abdominal cavity about now, and his kidneys will begin excreting urine into his bladder.

Meanwhile, nerve cells are multiplying rapidly, and in your baby's brain, synapses are forming furiously. His face looks unquestionably human: His eyes have moved from the sides to the front of his head, and his ears are right where they should be. From crown to rump, your baby-to-be is just over 2 inches long (about the size of a lime) and weighs half an ounce.

Surviving 12th Week

Welcome to week 12. It started out very exciting.

Sunday morning, I woke up bleeding. Thin pink blood, nothing terrifying like my period or anything. Ruined a sheet but nothing "CSI." Filled 1/2 a pantyliner. Went potty to do a check for anything truly scary and changed into a pad. Called Dr. Leong's answering service and she called me very quickly! Nice. By then, it had stopped. She said to watch it and if anything got darker or thinker or whatever to head to ER. She also said she'd set me up for a Tuesday appt.

I spent the morning in bed. Resting, FaceBooking, napping. After church, Lewis picked up the goods for the superbowl party and he and Lawrence returned home. Things were looking good for me. So I sat in the kitchen and prepared the nacho dip. The goal was to sit and not stand or do much. Just me in the chair throwin' nacho fixin's in the crock pot. Still lookin' good, we got dressed and headed to our friend's Super Bowl party.

End of the night, I went to the bathroom and it was a lot different. Dark, thick, slick product. Not soaking the pad because it was old blood but plenty coating the pad. I didn't really freak out but I was disappointed. I told Lew that I wanted to drop Lo off at gma's and go to the hospital after the game was over. Lew called his mom to give her a heads up. We packed up our stuff said our goodbyes and got out of there.

After dropping off our sweet boy, we headed to UCMC ER. The folks were super nice. The triage nurse and I agreed that the baby was probably fine and that this was some implantation blood and dark blood likely signified the end to the bleeding and not something worse. She mentioned that is was encouraging that this had happened with Lawrence too. I sent a few texts to get some prayers going and watched CSI until they called me.

We got a private room. The order for the night was urine sample, a finger stick, pelvic exam and ultrasound. The doctors and the nurse were sooo cool. The first doctor had to go because he had to meet an incoming helicopter. The next doctor was pretty funny and very compassionate. He explained before he did anything that this is a situation where I did nothing wrong and that I could do nothing about this. Every woman in my situation needs so very much to hear this. He was kind. When we got to the ultrasound, it was obvious that he understood what parents want. He printed us a copy of the ultrasound even though he wasn't supposed to. He wished us well and then explained that he had to say that there was still a 50/50 chance. He explained what might happen if this "threatened miscarriage (or abortion)" actually completed. He said that if any of that happened, we should return to ER. He also told me to see my OB in a day. I found out my blood type because they wanted to rule out any Rh issues. I was a + so no shots for me.

When we got back to the car, I sent texts to my prayers and Lew and I went to get the Lo and headed home for night, night. It was 4am when we went to bed.

I woke up at 12ish today, talked to some of my peeps and had a good lunch with my husband. Today was a good day. No drama, no blood, no pain; just a headache and lots of hunger. We watched The Secret Life of Bees and I cried. I'm thankful because I didn't panic. I'm thankful that I still have a little baby inside me. I'm thankful that we are rejoicing instead of mourning. I am thankful for new mercies every morning, night and noon. I am thankful for love that transcends adversity and I thank God that I see progress. I thank God that I'm a little stronger than I was before and that I face this with open eyes and open heart. Nothing is impossible with God. God is with me no matter what happens. I remain hopeful!

I'm so thankful for this day and for the beauty of miracles. God is good.

I look forward to my Ob appointment on Tuesday.