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| Wow, life is crazy right now! I just have enough time to post one picture for all of Matthew's adoring fans, and then it's back to nursing, cuddling, and attempting to sleep and eat. I have had several victories today; my milk came in (it only took 2 days!), I finally took a shower and put on clothes for the first time, and I slept for 5 hours!!! My mom gets in tomorrow, and boy do I need her. Jesse has a vicious cold, so please be praying that he doesn't completely wipe himself out!
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| Matthew Rees Wahl was born last night, the biggest, healthiest baby I have ever seen. His birth was an incredible experience! He is 8lbs even with dark almond shaped eyes and silky soft dark brown hair. I will post the whole story in the next couple days, hopefully with pictures!! | | |
| I have been getting a lot of calls lately to see how I am doing and whether or not I have had the baby, so I thought I would put out a quick update.
I am feeling healthy and actually better than I have been for most of the third trimester. Most of my aches and pains are gone. The baby could come any time in the next few weeks. His due date is technically the 28th, but I have never felt sure of the accuracy of this, so I am not putting too much stock in it. My midwife thinks there is a chance I might go early because I am already pretty progressed.
I definitely feel ready to have this baby. This morning, I thought that I was having contractions, and I felt so peaceful about it. Of-course that could just be because the dishes happened to all be done! The thing that is really amazing is just how surrounded by friends I feel right now. When I first got pregnant, I wanted to move home, because I felt so alone here. I had made a few friends, but I felt like they were all very busy with their own lives. I feel bad now for feeling this way then, because they have all been so wonderful and supportive. God has also brought into my life some other married women which has been a huge unexpected blessing. I seriously can not believe how much he has blessed me throughout the course of this pregnancy. He has strengthened the relationships in my life and brought new ones!
I can't wait to meet this little baby. It's hard to think about much of anything else. I have his diapers in little perfectly folded stacks and his cradle all set up. I have one last thing to do this weekend. I am going to make a giant lasagna!! | | |
| I found an amazing video on youtube of a natural childbirth at home. It inspired me, and really made me look forward to my own birth that will be in a month! We are planning a home birth with a midwife.
One of the things that has always irritated me about the home birth crowd is its tendency towards a vague spiritualism. It is almost impossible to find a midwife who isn't also a bit of a hippy. It seems like you can't choose home birth without pressure to align yourself with all forms of alternative healthcare. Just because I think that giving birth at home is the safest choice for me doesn't mean that I am also a vegan, braless, acupunturing, birkenstock wearing yoga addict! (ok, maybe I own birkenstocks...) I am just a relatively normal woman who after doing a lot of research believes that this is the right choice for our family.
Anyway, this is a great video. I like it because it portrays a very normal couple who are both calm and joyous about the birth of their daughter. It is also quite tasteful. The woman is naked, but it shows a profile angle of her body, and no close-ups. Honestly if my kids ask me where babies come from, I might just show them this video.
(Disclaimer: Please don't watch this if you are offended by nudity or the natural noises women make during birth)
A Beautiful Birth | | |
| Wow, I haven't posted in so long that it actually took me a few minutes to figure out how to do it.
It's almost 3 in the morning, and I am awake with an acute case of pregnancy "insomnia" or if I am honest with myself, pregnancy "I can't stop looking at cute baby clothes long enough to sleep Syndrome". Plus there is the fact that I honestly don't mind sleeping as much as I can in the morning while Jesse is at work. I have to admit that I get pretty lonely during the day, and I can always think of a reason why I just have to call him at least once. I feel a little needy right now...I keep having these emotional break downs for unintelligible reasons. A few days ago we were driving home on the interstate when I started looking around at all the cars and I realized that if just one of those drivers got distracted for one second, I could die or lose the baby. I made Jesse pull off on to a slower street, but I honestly didn't stop crying about it for the rest of the day. This is not normal for me at all, as I am not a paranoid person. I am the type who really doesn't think about things like that. I think that I am just realizing the huge responsibility that I have right now. I have a whole human being completely relying on me. Although I really do feel confident that with Jesse's help I am going to be able to handle it, it is still a lot to process. I read somewhere that you don't truly stop being a child until you have a child, and while I am sure that a lot of single women out there would totally disagree, it rings true for me.
On another note, I feel the need to rant about something. It drives me nuts how people are constantly asking me how many weeks along I am. Everyone does it, family, friends, my midwife, complete strangers. I guess it is just the common way of measuring pregnancy these days, but it just isn't the way that my brain works. I think in terms of months. For me, as long as I remember my due date I am good to go. I know, I probably sound completely irresponsible. But it isn't like I am not being healthy or not going to appointments. I'm just not a numbers and dates kind of girl. So every time someone tells me that they are 26 weeks or something, I have to try to divide that into months before I can even visualize how far along they are. As I am quite bad at math, this usually takes a while. I guess I should be able to remember how many weeks I am when I have midwife appointment every two weeks, but I always lose track, and I always have to get out my calendar and try to count the weeks so that I don't look stupid in front of her. Can you believe that something this silly stresses me out? Now I can tell you that I have about 6 weeks left to go, but ask me to calculate that that means I am at 34 weeks and I get grumpy.
Ok, I admit that I am a tad irrational right now. But other than the fatigue, hip pain, back pain, and a very poofy face, I am honestly quite happy and healthy. Yes pregnancy has been a physical challenge, but it is not a sickness, and the discomforts I have experienced are my bodies natural way of preparing to birth this baby.
Anyway, more later, I think that I might start blogging again, this was fun! | | |
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