Friday, February 13, 2009

ten days

My official estimated due date is ten days from today. All I can think about is the number ten... the last double digit number, and then the single digit countdown begins... ten, Ten, TEN! Outrageous. As my bestest, oldest friend Jenny (due with her first as well) says, "What have we gotten ourselves into?!?" and I couldn't agree more. I just can't believe that there will be a baby in my house requiring all of my attention very, very soon. People keep asking if I am ready - ready for what? For my entire life to change? For my world to flip upside-down? To be so maniacally in love with a new human being that I can't imagine how I lived my life without them? (Okay, the last one is pure speculation, but that is what other moms tell me.) Yeah, sure. I am ready. Ha!

So here is a picture of me last week, taken with the iPhone.
(hair towel and all, I was fresh from the shower)

And here are some pictures of me this week, taken with the iPhone.

(almost same angle as above):


(different angle):


(cutest angle, look at that belly!):

Yeah. There is a baby in there. For real. It pushes all the time these days - mostly sticks it's bum out. Can't wait to meet him/her. Today I think it's a girl... but last night at dinner at a friend's house, everyone kept referring to it as a boy... so amazing to not know! I love it. Wouldn't do it any other way...

We're still open to name suggestions, by the way. Leave some in the comments if you feel inspired.

Will let you all know as soon as this starts happening.....

xoxo
E.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

a letter from G.

This is a letter my husband wrote to his family about the current events in our home - I love it. And I love him. For those of you who don't know - our family motto around here is, "Go big or go home!" Tongue in cheek, of course, but there is a measure of truth... or as others say, "When it rains, it pours"........

Hello all. We've all been so focused on all the drama that has ensued that we have had little opportunity to share the less emergent things going on in our lives here in Seattle, so here is an update on things in the emerald city... mostly baby related.

We did our last birthing class with Penny Simkin last night, she is great! She has something like 30 years experience helping people through all kinds of births and is the famed founder of the doula movement in North America. It was a class for those wanting to have a home birth as an option... an option, as in, no one really gets to decide in the end exactly what will be needed, so assuming a low risk pregnancy and that everything goes well through every step of the labor, a home birth. The approach is about putting everything into place to increase the likelihood of a natural, in-home birth. Along with all the wonderful benefits of home births Penny shows on her little "Shoots and Ladders" style graphic, if an insurmountable issue arises, you slide down the shoot to the hospital, where you are greeted with the best interventions the modern world has to offer, without guilt and full of gratitude. Penny has found a wonderful balance between promoting alternatives while at the same time singing the praises of modern medicine, when it's needed. This very much jives with the philosophy of integrative medicine that my clinic works within.

As we have lined things up, the risks are about equal between a hospital birth and an at home birth, the difference is that the likelihood of unnecessary intervention drops significantly with a home birth because there is much less pressure to stick to a progression schedule that is geared for the convenience of the hospital staff. One of the main benefits is that the quality of the experience tends to be much higher for the mother who is free to eat, drink, and move about freely. At first we were going to go with the birth center, but after going through the series of check ups leading to the coming due date. E opted for a home birth, after the midwife explained that the only major difference between being at the birth center vs home, is that all the supplies of a birth center are carted to the home, which turns out to be a duffel bag and that's about it. Having a birth in the familiarity of one's own home with caregivers who are familiar was appealing to both E and I, particularly after some trust was established with our midwife. Lucky for us the "every category of provider" law here in WA assures our insurance pays for an at-home midwife. E has met with her midwife many times, having the baby's heart rate and growth rate monitored. We've had several preliminary tests, including 3 ultra sounds, to look for genetic issues and overall health of the baby and so far, no issues, yay!

We have also employed a doula for the birth. I didn't really know what the difference between a doula and a midwife was, I originally thought you either had one or the other, depending on just how "au natural" you wanted to be. I now understand that they best work as a team and have very different rolls. The responsibility of the midwife is the physical well being of the mother and child, as she is trained to discover little issues and supply solutions before they become big issues and she is ultimately responsible to make the call when and if transfer to a hospital is needed. The doula has a very different but equally vital roll.

The doula is there primarily for the mental/emotional/physical comfort of the mother, a veritable comfort coach. Part of my training in this process has been as a Birth Partner. I will essentially be co-doula throughout the process, helping E focus and steer clear of distress. The doula is also my back up to give me respite and even help me deal with stuff that may come up if I get overwhelmed. E and I have met with our doula a couple of times, she will be the first one called when signs of labor begin. Both the doula and the midwife work in pairs, having back ups to cover them if they become unavailable (exhausted or sick) and they are on call in shifts. As you can see, it's quite a team with an impressive amount of back up support and integration.

One of the comfort measures which we still have to line up is a birthing tub. I think of the birthing tub as one more station in the array of options where E can go and work through contractions. The goal with most of the measures is not so much about eliminating pain as it is reducing suffering. While having an in water birth is a more common option now a days, it's just an option rather than a goal. The warm water, just above body temperature, is there primarily to offer a soothing place to get a break from gravity and if the birth happens to occur there, it's the most gentle entry into this world a baby can have... amazingly the baby won't try to breathe and the placenta won't stop delivering oxygenated blood till the baby is exposed to air. Nature is truly amazing.

E went for her weekly check up with her midwife yesterday. She's got the green light in all regards for a normal birth that could come at any time. The baby is head down, and very low, as it has been for quite a while now - both are very good signs.

Lately, life's demands seem to be converging with a rather cryptic momentum for me. Due to the timing of a friends wedding, and our Seattle baby shower, it was not possible to go back East for the final push to get the farm house empty till very close to Elizabeth's due date, which admittedly has us on edge a bit. Having the eminence of family farm crisis at the same time as the likely passing of my father would be intense enough, but at the same time, the culmination of 5 years of political work as board member and now president of the consumer lobby organization for Acupuncturists in WA state (WAOMA.org) is also coming to a head with the introduction of our first piece of legislation in 23 years, SB 5320. This bill shifts our identity from acupuncturists to "Oriental Medicine Practitioners", a term that better encompasses what we do. (Check out my article in the AAAOM's Qi unity report http://www.aaaomonline.info/qiunity/09/01/2a.html.) This change in our Statute is somewhat controversial and will require a lot of public appearances by yours truly. It also creates provisions for an "Oriental Medicine Advisory Committee" that will interact with the Department of Health to better define the rules (the RCW), which at this point are pretty open ended, causing some practitioners to interpret them liberally, and some health law judges to interpret them conservatively. On top of all this, I'm trying to keep an acupuncture practice going... to say I'm feeling stretched is an understatement. My biggest challenge is staying present, thank goodness for all those Vipassana retreats I've done!

So the question remains, just when will E go into labor and just how nuts is it for me to go back East tomorrow. About 2/3rds of first time pregnancies come after their due date... that leaves a 1 in 3 chance that E will go into labor early. At this point I'm planning on getting on the plane tomorrow, as long as there are no signs of labor, and from that point forward, I am on call to head back as soon as labor begins.

Wow, life is full!

G.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

getting ready for baby

We're in the midst of major getting-ready-ness for the monumental shift that is coming. We attended a workshop over the weekend, to learn how to navigate our relationship while taking care of the newest addition. We are attending the 4th installment of our childbirth class tonight - only two more classes after that! And G is going to head back East again for a final visit before the baby comes. (Well, we hope baby doesn't come while he is gone. That would suck.)

Busy, busy, busy. Will try to get a photo up of the ever-growing belly - I think the baby is starting to get too big for its home, as every time I eat (and stomach expands) the baby gets awfully kicky on my right side. Maybe it's just a blood-sugar thing. But I have a feeling it is a space thing. I ate way too much sushi last night - all vegetables, no fish :( - and my stomach was quite full (I felt like I would burst) and boy howdy, this child was kicking frantically on the right side. Big, sweeping kicks - I guess I need to eat smaller portions for the next four weeks. Cuz after four weeks, baby will be here!

4 weeks!

Friday, January 2, 2009

the new year

And here we are in January. Hello 2009! What craziness you will bring our way! G's dad will most likely pass on this year (he's been very sick and is currently in hospice) and we will bring our first child into the world this year. The house projects are mostly done - we are in a lovely state of livability - so at least we can keep that level of crazy at bay. We are gearing up and getting ready, while at the same time remembering to take lots of deep breaths and savor each moment.

Ah, January. We came home to massive amounts of snow (still!) at our house, with rumors of another storm on the way. We had the ever talented Kirk Mastin stop by and take some photos, here's a preview:



And then we had an impromptu New Year's brunch - lots of faces we haven't seen in a while.



I love the photo of R and I busting up - who knows what we were laughing about, but it sure must have been funny. R and K are (very soon) headed off to India for three weeks - hope they have a good time!

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

holiday visits

We just got back from a week's long trip to California. Visiting with friends and family, eating our fill of delicious food, and celebrating the coming birth of our first child. Ah, the holidays. This year, as my nesting sensibilities kicked in, I made all my holiday gifts ("made with love in Elizabeth's kitchen"). Here's a photo of the craziness:Yeah. Pounds of dark chocolate bark, white chocolate bark, peppermint bark, caramels, granola, hot cocoa mix and marshmallows. Yum.

I wish I had gotten a photo of the Christmas spread - it was delicious. And the baby shower at my aunt and uncle's house on the Saturday after Christmas was delightful. Here are a couple shots:
It was a co-ed affair, so G figured a good bottle of tequila was in order. I guess I can't blame him. Girls were watching gifts getting opened, boys were drinking in the kitchen. Makes sense, right?


I am so lucky to be able to drop in to California and have so many friends and family converge to celebrate. I count my lucky stars that I have such an awesome community.

Now it's time to get ready for the end of the New Year and focus on January. Baby will be here in less than two months! We've got work to do!

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

making candy over the weekend


In addition to having brunch on Sunday, I was cooking up a storm on Saturday, making treats for my in-laws. One of these treats are caramels - terrifying to make, but delicious to eat. I had never boiled sugar before - and seeing that frothing mass in the pan as I frantically stirred and tried to read the thermometer because 248 degrees is the stopping point, otherwise something awful happens to the time-space continuum - it was nerve wracking I tell you, good and terrifying. And then it was over. And I waited for the caramel to set, cut it into pieces, and wrapped them up. (Had some help wrapping up from my favorite ladies, J., A., and M... thanks girls!) Here's a shot of me wrapping, taken by the lovely J. (And if you can tell, I was standing right up against the counter - but look how far away my shoulders are - there's a baby in the way. Outrageous!)

Monday, December 15, 2008

seven and a half months!!

Well, I would start by saying "what the? another month has gone by?" but you all knew that already. I would make apologies, but there's no point, there is no fault or blame. Just wish that I could keep this up as much as I do Facebook. But that's another matter altogether...

We managed to get the house put back together about 30 minutes before the first houseguest arrived. Nice! More houseguests, a few last minute RSVPs for Thanksgiving dinner, lots of friends and family, amazing food and thanks to my best friend and my cousin - I didn't have to do all the work by myself. Without them, it wouldn't have happened. You guys are the best!

Then I spent a week trying to figure out what to do about Christmas this year - being on a budget and not having a ton of energy (thanks for that, third trimester!) and really didn't come up with a plan. Oh well. Something will happen, that's for sure. Then G. left town to go back east for a long weekend, to clean out the family farmhouse and get it ready to go on the market.

Of course, right after he left we had our first windstorm of the season (it looks like the trees are going to snap in half, they bend so far over) followed by our first snow of the season (four inches in my front yard! record low temperatures!). And I am alone, in my house, really not wanting to drive on the icy roads.

Throughout all this, I have been neglecting my knitting, which is awfully sad. I set out to knit a baby blanket for this restless little being in my belly - a sizable blanket, lots of colors, gender neutral. It is comprised of seven strips, and when those are done they are magically knit together to make one big cozy blanket. I figured a strip a week (there are seven colors in each strip, so a color a day. easy!) but with Thanksgiving falling right in the middle of of the project, I gave myself nine weeks. Generous! Plenty of time! Well, you all know how time and I get along... mostly that it keeps on going, especially when I am not looking. So here I am, week eleven? of the project, and only have four and a half strips done. Good thing baby isn't due until February 23rd!!

And R. sent me a pattern for knitting your own babylegs. And there are the hats I want to knit, if I knew how to knit them. Patterns still intimidate me - I'll get there some day.

For now, the baby is still up to its antics in its watery home - I swear it is doing back flips in there, which is to be expected at 30 weeks. (Holy cow, how'd I get to be 30 weeks pregnant?) I think last night it was alternately punching and kicking. Impressive coordination skills for such a little guy. Or girl. On that note - pronouns get thrown around quite a bit, i.e. I will say "he kept his legs crossed" or "she's kicking!" but it doesn't really mean I know. I have zero intuition on this front - no dreams, no feelings, nothing. Just a girl's name that I am absolutely in love with, and nada on the boy's name. Except for the boy's names that I don't like. That I am pretty clear on - but not so clear on the names I do like. The one dream I had years ago about my baby boy involved a name that is so trendy now I am not sure I could go through with it.

So that's what I have to say about that, for now. As my grandma would say, "that's all I know about that!".

E.

(ps - hi grandma!! can't wait to see you!)