Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Amazing Day!

  Yesterday was one of those days that should have been split into two days.  It was so busy, I look back on it this morning and am not surprised I slept so good last night! :)

  It started off to be an early day.  I had to see the Chiropractor at 8 am.  My kids are all early birds, so I was making sure Ryan was giving them their breakfast and getting them moving because the girls had their last dance class that we had to leave at 10:30 for.

  Ryan was able to work from home because I was suppose to take it easy so I didn't trigger labor with the baby breech.  It sure made taking all these kids to dance much easier!

  There isn't a better way to start the day, than to start it with a trip to the chiropractor! If I could afford it, I'd go in every day first thing in the morning. :-D  I needed to be seen often to help the baby to turn, which I was okay with, but we were worried about how we were going to pay for this.  Our bad medical insurance does not cover chiropractic care, and I was looking at around $70 each visit. We are on a pretty tight budget at the moment.  So that thought was heavy on my mind. I hated spending that money that we really didn't have.  My kids still don't have good beds, our van needs work, and there is a list of about 100 other things that we really are going to need soon and aren't sure how the money will get here. :)  But I knew I needed to be seen to help the baby.

  I walk in, and first thing the chiropractor leads me to the back and tells me that since we are connected (The other chiropractor in this office wife is also pregnant and is using the same midwife) and that I really need to be seen, and he wants me to have the best birth possible, they are only going to charge me $70 a week (and I'm going in at least 3 times a week). He also said that he put an adjustment table in his car, and gave me his number. I am to call him if I am in pain, or go into labor in the middle of the night or on a weekend so he can adjust me first here at my house. He also wants to adjust me right after the baby is born.  I was floored.  Seriously I almost cried.  To have a perfect stranger care that much about my being able to have a natural, healthy birth (and the fact that he was a man!) and to give me such an amazing gift, I was in shock. :)  You know the world is no where near ready to end when strangers love and care for one another this much still! There is too much human kindness going on.  I will never forget this, it really means a lot to me!

  So of course starting the day off that well made it so easy to stay positive that this baby would flip.  And I had the best feeling in the world (as did Ryan) that our little monkey would flip before the sun went down!  Even the children were positive.

  I head home and quickly get all the kids dressed, make sure they are clean enough to be seen in public, and we load up and head to dance.  I always love the last class.  Us parents get to go in and watch some of it and Jemima was extra excited because this was the first class I had seen in a long time of hers, and Ryan hadn't seen any of them.  It was too cute.  I started to get a bit upset thinking there was a possibility I would miss the recital, but I quickly switched my thinking because just negative thoughts CAN make negative things happen. I have to stay positive!

  I was also waiting on Karen (my midwife) to call because I was trying to get in with an OB that does breech births and I need to be seen as soon as possible to see if this is the type of breech that can be delivered vaginally.  I was not going to attempt this birth at home if it was the "safe" breech, but I would like to avoid a c section if at all possible.

  She called with the number of the OB and then I did something I told myself all morning I was not going to do till AFTER I saw the OB.  I don't know if it was a gut feeling, or my still being on a high note from a very positive chiropractic trip, or what. But I asked her to call the other midwife and see if it was possible to help him turn later that night.  I told her I knew they were both busy, and I totally understood if it wasn't possible, but I had a really good feeling about it.  I won't go into all that went on in the middle of this, it was a crazy day, but Sarah (the other midwife) was cool with trying and we set a time to try.  In the meantime I also made an appointment to see the OB (I get in today!) to get his intake on this whole thing.

  After dance we had a nice lunch, came home and put the little kids to bed.  Kathryn did her chores, Jesse went outside to practice baseball (another blog for another day, that boy is totally driven!) and I don't think I saw him but a few times till bedtime, and I kicked into flipping baby mode.  I took some Pulsatilla and laid upside down on an ironing board for 15 minutes with frozen peas on my stomach.  Rested.  Went into what sorta looks like a downward dog pose for another 5 minutes. Rested.  Ryan then came in and we tried Moxibustion, which was something interesting all on it's own!  It looks like a cigar, smells like a joint when first lit.  You place it next to your little toe and let it pinch, pull it off, rest, and do this over and over for 20 minutes.  Strangest feeling in the world.  It doesn't hurt, but when you felt the pinch you couldn't help but say "ouch!"  Then I went back to the ironing board for another 15 minutes.  Then Karen gets here and checks, yup, monkey is still breech.  So we chat and hang out waiting for the Sarah to get here so we can get this party started.

  The plan was that Ryan was going to take the kids and go somewhere so I could totally relax.  That didn't end up happening, our kids were outside with their friends and told not to come in "or else!" which isn't a problem. When they are with their friends, we usually don't see them again till the street lights are on. :) Ryan put a movie on for Liam, and Jemima sat next to me. Ryan got to watch, he was so thrilled because he really wanted to see this done.

  Jemima is the worlds most amazing 2 year old.  She sat at my head and kept saying "turn baby!!" the whole time.  It was easy to keep it all positive and light with her there, because she was all smiles and just totally into what was going on.  I didn't think she really understood what was happening, she knew we wanted him to turn, but I didn't think that past that she really knew...  Then she says "turn baby, I wanna see you born!!"  It hit me, wow, she DOES know exactly what is happening.  She's going to be a midwife or I miss my guess.  She's been apart of every visit, she loves helping move the doppler, and talks about her brother being born in the pool all the time. She is so very excited.  If I had to go in to deliver, I would have been most sad because Jemima would have to miss it.

  We try once, thought we were getting the baby to move and then before we knew it he slipped free. Then we tried again and the little monkey slipped free again.  So we all take a break.  I go back into the downward dog, sit there for a minute, and we try again.  We weren't frustrated, it was so very calm, but this was the last try for this day.  It's hard work moving a baby!  We made sure the baby was safe the whole time, the doppler never once left my belly.  If baby moved away from it, everything stopped till we could hear him.  He never once even had the slightest dip in beats.  He honestly didn't even seem to care what was going on!  So the turning starts.  I feel his butt hit my hip bone and wow did that feel strange! All of the sudden there was a whoosh like feeling and my jaw drops, Karen's eyes get huge, and Sarah moves the doppler trying to find where that baby went!  This had to have been the strangest feeling in the world!  It felt like my body was being redone on the inside. :-D  It didn't hurt, just felt really... amazing!  I was like "I think he flipped!!!" Which was everyone else's thoughts as well, but we wanted to make sure before we celebrated.  Karen feels around at the top of my belly "THIS FEELS LIKE A BUTT!!!" and presses around my pubic bone and says it feels like a head! She has Sarah feel around too who agreed, that yes, butt and head feel like they are where they are suppose to be. We hear his heart by my belly button (where it should be!) and I am helped up and go right into a good deep squat.  Braxton Hicks contractions kick in as if on Q to make this baby's head to drop into my cervix.  After all that work, I was making sure he wasn't going anywhere!  I then am checked to make sure that IS a head.  A butt is soft, a head is hard, it was hard! He's head down!  Thank you God!!!!!  I just knew He wouldn't let me down!!!! :-D  Us 3 women and 1 little girl celebrating was amazing, we did it!  I think we were all on this natural high for a little bit from this.  It was that amazing.  I am not at all sorry it happened, it was a pretty cool thing to have gone through.  And these faith tests are always good for us all anyway! :-D So it was a good thing to have happened.  I was glad to be apart of it anyway.

  Since we were checking to make sure the head was there, I thought I may as well know if there is any changes in my cervix that might tell us that labor wasn't far off.  Hey, we were "there" anyway, why not know, right? 3 cm and 50% effaced! 3 cm means nothing, I am pretty sure I've been there for weeks.  You can walk around at a 4 or even a 5 cm for days and days.  You shouldn't ever get excited till you're a good 6, but a 3 was good enough for me, progress!! and 50% effaced tells me my wait is almost over! :-D

  I love being a women!  The things we get to go through are so very exciting!  I love all of it, though mothering and giving birth are my favorites for sure!  Our bodies are truly an amazing thing.  I am so blessed to have been given knowledge early on that God didn't make mistakes when we were created, if we treat our bodies right (now a WHOLE LOT goes into that!!), they won't let us down!

  I am still seeing the OB today.  There is still a slight chance baby will flip, though it is very slight, it never hurts to make sure all things are well and to have him on our side if I need to go in.

  I am totally ready to meet my baby now!!!   Thank you so much Karen and Sarah for coming out last night and helping my baby flip!!!

Monday, May 23, 2011

Prayers badly needed!

The little stinker turned breach. Not too surprised, he's been doing this off and on. But given that I am almost 41 weeks, this is not good news. I will not be delivering at home if I can't get him to flip, and really, that's minor. It's the possibility of a c-section that is the worst of it. Surgery is never the perfect option if it can be safely avoided.
I am not asking for options, I trust my midwife and the OB I am seeing tomorrow to come up with the best birth plan. We are not going into this thinking it's safe to do this at home. Ryan and I talked about this when I was pregnant with Kathryn (who was also a flipper!) that if baby didn't flip, that was a sign that baby needed to be born in a hospital. No way would I ever put my baby at risk!
Prayers are coveted for baby to flip!!! Positive words are most welcomed too!!

The Amazing belly and overdue!

I have grown the most amazing belly ever.  It's perfectly round, rock solid, and it's the biggest I've grown to date! I am guessing baby will be biggest baby too. Every time I catch a glimpse of myself, I still get a shock of amazement at how big this belly is.
Here I am, once again for the 5th time, past my due date. :-D And I'm okay with that!! This just means I haven't wore out the womb. Despite living in 3 different houses and moving twice this pregnancy, it's still been pretty easy. Sure I had major morning sickness, but no headaches and no swelling. I am made to do this. My body and baby know when the best time to give birth is, and I really don't mind the wait. :)
And who doesn't love a fat baby covered in rolls at birth anyway?! :-D

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Jesse's hair

I keep forgetting to blog about Jesse's hair!  Not all of you see my Facebook updates, and this is an update worth blogging about. :)

A little over a year ago he decided he wanted to grow it out and asked me to stop cutting it. Our Bible lesson that week I remember clearly. It was about Sampson and how he was strong because of his hair. God told him not to cut it, or he would just be normal like everyone else.

Jesse was almost 6, and I guess that sounded pretty good to him.  I reminded him that this is what God called of Sampson, and that long hair wouldn't make him super strong too, that was only for Sampson. But he wanted to try long hair anyway, and I figured if it was long hair he wanted, long hair is what he was going to get. :) I had no problems with it. It's just hair! And it's his head. I'm all for him trying new things as he grows and figures out who he is. I didn't see any reason why not to let him try it. I did warn him that there were other people out there that thought boys should have short hair and he might sometimes get mistaken for a girl.  He said he was okay with that.

His hair grows very fast! In no time at all it was at his shoulders. Lucky guy, he's got such fine blonde hair! It always laid right, always looked great... Girls would have killed for it!

 He sometimes got called a girl, but it didn't bother him. He would very politely say "I'm a boy, I just like my hair long" I thought he always handled it very well.

Just because he had long hair didn't make him "girly" I got some pretty rude comments from other people. "I can't believe you'd do that to your son! Long hair is for girls!" or the worst "He's going to be gay because you let him have long hair!" People are hateful and rude!  Not that it was anyone else's business, he's my kid, but it was 100% up to him anyway. Luckily those nasty comments were only said to me, he still doesn't know to this day.

He was able to enjoy his hair, live a normal life, be a normal little boy. Pretty silly I am even blogging about it. But I don't know, I guess people need to be aware we are told to NOT judge others for a reason. Why shouldn't a little boy have long hair if that's what he wants? Who is anyone to say "no, he shouldn't?" It's such a minor little thing. It wasn't hurting anyone. He was very happy with it. :) Just because it isn't something you would want, it's not your call to say it shouldn't be for someone else either. It's not like he was sinning or causing someone else to sin either. It's just hair!

Anyway, he sported his long locks for over a year. He didn't change on the inside in anyway, or become extra girly like I was warned he would. He was your normal little boy.

About a month ago he comes home from playing with his best friend, happy as always, and out of the blue he says "Mom, I think I want to cut my hair! It would be so cool if I could spike it just like Mathew!" First I made sure no one was picking on him and that being the reason for him wanting the change, it wasn't.  Jesse was just moving on to a different stage of his life.  I made him think on it for a little bit to make sure that is what he wanted.  It took awhile to grow it out, it was going to be gone for awhile when I cut it off, and he was in for a huge change.  He was sure, this is what he wanted. So I watched about 8 videos on youtube on how to cut a spiked hair cut and went to town!

It took me forever.  His hair is so thick!  The longest strand was about 7 inches long.  Too bad we didn't wait another 5 months, he would have had enough to give to Locks of Love! :)  I was half scared he was going to flip out once he saw it, because I hadn't cut his hair this short since he was around 2!

You just have to know Jesse though.  He's such a great kid, one of the greatest.  And I'm not just saying that because he's mine.  He is very special.  So thoughtful of others, he really has a big heart.  Reminds me a lot of my brother, Jacob.  Even if he hated the hair cut, he probably wouldn't have ever let me know! :)

I finish up about 2 hours after I started and I sent him to the shower to get all that hair off him.  I told him to try not to look at himself, and to come straight back and we would spike it.  He said he didn't even look at his hair before the shower because he wanted to be surprised.  I believe him because it was a look of total shock on his face when he first saw it after I put some gel in it!

And he likes it!!  He said he does miss his hair long sometimes, but he likes it short too. Most importantly, he has the freedom to decide for himself!

Friday, May 6, 2011

38 1/2 weeks!!!

It's gone so fast, I can't believe it!  I am huge. However, I look bigger than I really am though, being only 5'2", there just isn't a whole lot of room for the baby to grow. I grow them a good size too, so I am going to look a lot bigger than your normal 5'6" pregnant lady.

I admit, I did think for a few days in there that the ultrasound wasn't done right and there were possibly two in there because of my largeness, and an extreme amount of baby movement, but my very kind, amazing midwife assured me at the last visit that there is only 1!  I wasn't brushed off at all and she didn't think I was silly for asking. :-D  She really went over my belly good!! There is no way we could have missed it if there is another, and I really appreciate her taking the time to really set my mind at ease.   He's guessed to be about 8 lbs already.  So I am baking another turkey!

This is my favorite time in all my pregnancies! I know, that sounds really strange.  It's not very comfortable, but this is the most exciting! Not only can I see baby's kicks, but they are sometimes so hard it makes me gasp! "Wow baby, for such a little guy, how do you kick so hard?!"

Unlike most people, I wait till 38 weeks to really start getting ready.  I have my reasons for that, the main one being it seems time really does drag on if you set everything up at 25 weeks and have to look at it for 15 more. There isn't a whole lot I am able to do at the moment, so washing little clothes, sewing diapers, and laying out things for the birth really are perfect jobs for me.  I can no longer safely bend over and clean up the living room.  Not only am I at risk for falling, but I sometimes get dizzy or my legs go numb.  So I leave that task to the big kids and I go on with getting ready for our baby.  No, it doesn't look perfect, but I am sure not going to complain!!

I guess I have turned into goddess mode or something, because I rarely even have to ask for the kids to do their chores, they just do it! They know I can't (yes, I am that mom that made them stuff their shirts hugely and try to bend over to pick something up!). Even Jemima has stepped it up and has somehow figured out to get Liam to pick up toys! (he's my 1 child that will say "no! I don't wanna!" when asked to do something!) I also get an hour or two, to nap everyday.  I send Liam to the boys room, Jemima and I lay down in our room, and Jesse and Kathryn lay on the couch with either a book or a movie. Their choice.  As long as they are quiet, I don't really care which.  It works amazingly well!  I do not hear a peep from the big kids till I am up.

I have awesome kids!  I can't say this is as easy as my first pregnancy, but it is much easier than my second, third, and even fourth! Kathryn will notice my duck waddle (lucky for me, this only happens when I've over done it and my back hurts) and say "why don't you go take a bath, I'll color with the babies!" And she will do just that for as long as I need, no one bothers me, and I didn't even have to ask! I have it easy! I am spoiled! BY MY CHILDREN! :-D

One of the most fun things to do at 38 weeks is belly henna. Yes, I did it again! I had so much fun with Jemima's bump, I had to celebrate this mountain (it is a mountain next to Jemima's bump!) in the same manner. This one gets the prize for being the biggest, so we went all out and covered a lot of it in beautiful henna!

These were taken right after I had it done.  It took a little over 2 hours because I had to stand a few times due to my hind end going numb. :-D It's all shinny because of the spray that is put on to set the stain. I got my hands done too!  My good friend Jamie is the artiest.  I think she is the best in the business. I am starting to see a lot of henna and no one has come even close to being as good as her.  That and she knows me, so she was able to come up with the perfect thing for me.

I like this better than belly paint because it lasts longer.  You spend all that time painting a belly and have to wash it before bed.  Henna stays for about 2 weeks! Which is why I did it at 38 weeks, I am hoping it will still be somewhat there for the birth. :)

Here I am.  The camera didn't do the rich orange stain justice.  I have an okay camera, but it's not great for getting detail! (and this was taken by a 6 year old!)

My belly is about this dark in person, and my hands are MUCH darker than they look in this picture.  I love my hands!!! I keep looking at them and it makes me smile. I love my belly too, but it's not as easy to see as my hands.

 Jemima's bird. She loves this bird! She kisses it every morning and is begging for a bird on her belly. She gets to enjoy my belly henna the most because she is still nursing. She likes to rest her little hand on the bird for the whole time she is feeding. It is very sweet because the baby seems to like that and he likes to kick her hand. I can tell, these two are going to be very close!

The birth pool is set up, the birth kit is close by it along with all the towels it takes for a homebirth/waterbirth. I have about half of the diapers I need made up, and I've added a few outfits for the baby. I plan on finishing my diapers over the weekend and getting them as well as the clothes washed and ready. :) I would really like a swing, even though I do wear my babies most of the time, I'd like a swing for when I sew and shower. But other than that, we are ready!

Pretty exciting stuff!! We can safely meet out baby any day now!