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The Easy Way Out

19 Apr

I’m an addict.

We are all addicts in one form or another. Whether it’s nicotine, sex, food, or conversation. I’m sure you could find something you feel you cannot live without. That’s addiction, simply put, anyway.

At one point in my life, I was addicted to smoking cigarettes. I had one reason to quit, and that was my pregnancy. Easy, when it’s for someone else.

Full disclosure: I’m currently addicted to diet soda. “Cherry Zero”, to be exact. I can’t go a day without it or I have withdrawal symptoms – headache, fatigue, leg cramps.

It’s AWFUL. It’s consuming. It’s horrible.

And I know how bad it is for my body. Otherwise, I’m a healthy eater. Whole foods, organic foods, local foods. I try to eat well & feed my family well, but I ingest this crap and cringe with every swallow.

Well, I’m committing to quitting. I’m ready to tell you, readers, that enough is enough.

This is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do.

In the past, I’ve practiced piano three to five hours a day to complete sonatas, concerti, and fugues.

I’ve learned to ski, to play tennis, to dance, to teach, to paint.

I’ve started two business from nothing.

I’ve given birth completely naturally three times!

I’ve survived a brain tumor, for the love of Jiminy Crickets!!!

How can this be more difficult than those moments?!

First of all, I didn’t give birth for me.

When we do things for ourselves, or at least try, attempt to do things for ourselves, there is an inner struggle. Perhaps fear, laziness or greed get in the way of achievement. Something may deter a goal from being easy.

When we do things for others, it’s easy. And it’s worth it.

I’ll just pretend that kicking this soda habit is for them: my smart, beautiful, healthy children. Because essentially, it is for them.

My life isn’t completely my own anymore. Most of everything I do is for them, and there is nothing wrong with that. They need me. I am their mother.

As difficult as this simple idea of quitting a habit may be, if I remember why, maybe it will be that much easier.

Then again, who said life was easy?!Sweet kids Easter 2013

Introducing…

4 Apr

Hadley Domenica!!!

The newest Sweet arrived on Thursday, March 29th, 2012 at 3:05 in the afternoon!  Mom & Baby are doing REALLY well and siblings and Daddy are falling more & more in love with each passing hour.

Between her super fast delivery & full head of black hair, she has surprised us from conception to birth.  We chose her name after a few days to make sure we got to know her a bit.  Appropriately, we chose Domenica as her middle name after my paternal Grandmother as we feel she has a presence in this baby.

I will post the birth story as soon as I have a minute to recall the few days before she arrived.  It was an eventful birth with a fantastic ending.  In short, I labored for about 22 hours & once again was able to go au natural, with lots of thanks to my amazing support team.  I couldn’t feel more proud & definitely feel the best post-partum than with any other of my births (aside from a little bout of mastitis which I’m working on getting over).

Hadley is a wonderful baby thus far.  She nurses like a champ (has even nursed her jaundice away in good time), sleeps well, is very alert when awake, and has already smiled real smiles for us!  She makes some pretty silly faces & is amazingly cute regardless.  She is so relaxed and comfortable here, and that says a lot when her siblings are spreading their energy, constantly running & yelling around her.

We feel fortunate that everyone is happy, healthy & thriving!  Sometimes it feels like a dream, three beautiful, healthy children and love all around.  We will never take even one second for granted.

With love from The Sweets-

The photos aren’t the best quality, they’re all taken with my phone.  Soon enough I will get some better photos…

The Good, The Bad & The Ugly Of Pregnancy: OVERDUE + Counting!

27 Mar

40 Weeks

Forty weeks came & went.  I’m not surprised, I was late with my first two babies as well.

I am taking this time to embrace the wonder of it all.

When I got married, I thought, “I want to have lots of children.  Will I be able to have children?”

Then I got pregnant.

Then I wondered, “Will this baby be healthy?  Will it be a boy or a girl?  Will she/he look like us?  Will she/he act like us?”

Then we found out it was a girl.  And she appeared to be healthy.

Then I wondered, “When will she come?  How will it happen?  Will she be big/small/perfect?”

Then she was born.  It happened naturally, when she was ready.  And she was perfect.

These, among other questions that run through the mind of a new Mom, are some of the unanswerable questions in life.  Here I am, faced with the “When will she come?” question all over again.  Rather than be up in arms about going past my “due date” (believe me, I have my moments!), I’m trying instead to embrace it and especially not take this wondrous time for granted.

We are truly blessed.  We feel it every day.  We are so thankful, ever-so grateful for the life we have been given.  We promise to never take it for granted.

And so I wait.  My husband waits.  Our children wait.  And everyone waiting with us waits!

As I put my oldest, very wise “baby” to sleep tonight, I told her we may or may not be here in the morning, as I have been experiencing some pretty strong signs of early labor.  She asked if the baby was going to come tonight, as she had guessed earlier in the day.  I answered her by saying, “Well, it’s one of the sweet mysteries of life, Sweetie.  We get to be surprised as to when the baby comes!”  She answered with a gigantic, genuine grin, “I’m so inxcited!”

So are we, little girl.  So are we.

The Good, The Bad & The Ugly Of Pregnancy: 38 Weeks And Counting!

11 Mar

So I missed a few posts.  Too many, if you ask me.  I planned on keeping a regular journal of this pregnancy, but, well, here we are in week 39 & I can’t seem to get my act together.  Life is a little busy these days, to say the least!

A three-and-a-half year-old and an almost-two year-old require full-time care.  That’s me!  Fortunately I have an amazing husband who surpasses any role of father I ever anticipated.  He picks up the pieces I drop.  We’ve been doing pretty well at this.

I had an ultrasound at 35-ish weeks and the baby was measuring around 7 pounds.  Not that this number is accurate, but it was good news since my midwife & team were expecting a big baby.  This keeps them off my back through delivery time :) .  Now we can focus on prayers for a smooth delivery & a happy, healthy little girl.  My mind is preparing & my body, definitely preparing.

A sneak peek!

It feels like this baby is going to burst out of here at any given moment!  The pressure is unreal.  I recall slight pressure with my first pregnancy, quite a bit more with my second, and the third is incredible!  I can’t believe she’s in there, nice & tidy, waiting patiently to come out.  It will never cease to amaze me, the wonder of pregnancy & birth.  My husband & I constantly say to each other, “Can you believe I’m growing a baby in there?!”  What a wonderful gift.

There have been some signs of labor.  Early labor.  Our Bradley instructor would say, “Click!  Another piece of the puzzle!”  We always utter those words when something happens.  I won’t get into details, as these puzzle pieces may be a little TMI, but you get the picture!  This time, as with my other pregnancies, I can’t tell if labor is right around the corner or weeks off.  I’m always a little hopeful that our baby will come “early” but the likelihood of going “post-dates” is pretty good.  We may even make it to April.  Yikes!

Today happens to be a positive mind day despite a nasty cold I caught.  If I don’t stay positive, I know what happens to my mental state.  Positive thoughts = positive results!  Let’s keep our fingers crossed!

37 Weeks, Photo by TKS

The kids are getting sooooo excited for their little sister’s arrival.  Tavia, our 3 1/2 year-old, seems to comprehend it all.  She seems to grasp that there really is a baby growing inside Mommy’s belly & she will be coming out someday soon.  She has decided on a name:  Dumpling Flower.  We think it has a nice ring to it, don’t you?!  She gladly packed a bag for her overnight with my parents (which she is also very excited about) & made sure to include every little piece of clothing, undergarment, etc. she could get her hands on.  Little Miss Independence!  So fun to watch!  Our almost two year-old, Marsden, may be a little more perplexed by the situation.  I’m pretty sure he thinks the Babyinthebelly is the belly itself!  He’s very loving, kissing & hugging my belly constantly, sharing food, toys and the like.  Although I’m not sure if he realizes there is a live human being inside.  Only time will tell!  Either way, we think they are both going to be fantastic siblings, eventually.

Onward & upward.  Bring on this baby!  We are so excited to meet her, to hold her, to smell her & hear her.  To name her.  This adventure has been so fantastic & we are so grateful.  Blessings-

The Good, The Bad & The Ugly Of Pregnancy: 34 Weeks And Counting

9 Feb

Time is moving right along here…

I can’t say that I’m thrilled with that.  I’m trying so very hard to enjoy every moment.  Each moment of the pregnancy – each kick, hiccup, roll, sensation, feeling.  Each moment with each of the kids while there are only still two of them.  Each moment with my adoring husband while we still can sneak in just a little quiet time together.  Each second.  Each minute.  Each hour.  Each day.  Why is it that life moves faster as we get older?  I still don’t get it.

I went to the last midwife-scheduled appointment solo .  Usually my husband comes with me, to ask questions, for support & because he’s amazing.  (Did I mention he’s perfect in every way?!)  This time, however, he had to hang back with our sick toddler as our babysitters-on-call (A.K.A. Mom & Sister) were otherwise occupied (and also sick!).  Figures that things would be a little different this time.

I arrived at my appointment early for once.  Instead of my fun-loving midwife, in walks the OB of the practice.  I could tell right away that she was buttering me up for something.  She wanted to talk about how “big” my babyinthebelly was.  I’ve been consistently measuring 3-4 weeks ahead, or “big” throughout the pregnancy.  She wanted me to know she was anxious, with my history, about delivering such a big baby.  She then hit me with the words “Planned C-Section”.  Not something I have ever heard from a practitioner in all 3 of my pregnancies.  I was taken aback, to say the very least.  Fortunately she wasn’t telling me I had to have one, just suggesting.

Here lies the quandary.  My last baby was a big boy.  That isn’t just the problem though.  The reason they are concerned is because he had shoulder dystocia during delivery.  (What is shoulder dystocia?)  Although it didn’t seem like it at the time, we’re learning that it was a pretty big deal that his shoulders got stuck during delivery.  He eventually came out and we are grateful that he suffered no long-term injuries.  When a baby’s shoulders get stuck, it becomes a delivery emergency.  Our midwife handled things very well, followed exactly the steps needed to help him out.  That being said, I don’t think my midwife wants to go through that again, nor do I!  It’s pretty safe to say no one in the room wants to endure that emergency again.

I wasn’t worried about it this time around.  Since we are having a girl this time, I feel she will be a little more petite.  Or maybe that’s just wishful thinking.

I am not concerned enough to switch practices.  They will most likely let me give vaginal birth a go.  Heck, I’ve delivered two healthy babies safely before.  (But how safe was the last?)  I love my midwife, I really do.  Unfortunately I am not 100% on a homebirth, because of the risk in my specific case, or that is the route we would go.

Shoulder Dystocia is a legitimate reason for having intervention.  One of the few, but it is.  I am not opposed to a c-section in case of emergency but I would like to avoid one if possible.  I am also not opposed to induction if absolutely necessary.  I am still on board for a natural birth and feel as though it is worth a try without doing any harm to the baby or myself.

I have confidence in myself, my body, that it has created a being which it can deliver.  The question is, will my pelvis deliver?  Pun intended.

Different positions for delivery are a must.  Lucky for me, I have an amazingly strong & supportive team who will help out in this case.  My acupuncturist will be on board to open my chi, allowing me to birth when the baby is ready.  The midwife & her team are hoping that takes place between 37 & 38 weeks, even earlier if possible.  Everything is in place for this to happen, naturally.

My issue with this quandary?  I don’t want a c-section (who does, right?!) and I would prefer not to be induced by any method.  I strongly believe in the power of nature to take its course, and that when the baby is ready, she will come.

The trouble is, my body truly may not be able to handle it.

With a dose of hope, I’m trying to be realistically optimistic.  Birth in itself is a lot of mind-over-matter.  I am mentally prepared for this birth, but doubt is starting to sneak in, making the last few days very restless and anxiety-ridden.  We don’t want to ever put our baby in jeopardy, nor would I want to risk my own health.  All of these circumstances come with risk.  There is no one clear answer here.

I could use a few words of encouragement.  Any advice and/or information regarding subsequent deliveries with shoulder dystocia would be very welcome.  I am open to suggestions.  Simply trying to “knowledge up” in preparation for this birth.

Thank you in advance for your ongoing support and your words.

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