Saturday, January 26, 2008

9 Down... 9 to Go!

Dave and I are both floored that our little baby boy celebrated his 9th birthday today! We are SURE we are too young to have a 9 year old. To think about how very quickly these last 9 years have gone by it is hard to wrap our minds around the fact that in only another 9 he will be considered an adult... although some days I am sure he thinks he is one already.

Last night both Kain and Gage had basketball and they both won their games. I heard from other moms that my Kain was "on fire" making basket after basket. We surprised him with taking home one of his team mates and close friends for his first sleep over (at our house anyway). Then another friend joined them this afternoon for a play date. He decided to have his cake while his friends were still here... Pirates of the Caribbean cake.Kain with his friends.
I have to say not only is Kain very popular at school but of all his "could be" friends he makes great choices with whom he chooses to spend his time with. His two closest friends are just truly wonderful kids that I love to have over and love to have Kain spend time with. I honestly hope these bonds that they are making will last throughout the years as they grow together! I think the best part is they have no problem including Gage as one of "the boys" when they all play together which is so great for Kain and Gage's bond as well!
After they got picked up, Dave was able to leave work a little early and Kain helped him make his favorite dinner... pork tenderloin sandwiches. Then my parents came over, we had gift opening and even MORE cake which was exactly what we all needed.Dad having a special, quiet, moment with the birthday boy... That of course as you can see did not last long.... All in all I think it was a wonderful birthday for him. He is certainly getting to more challenging times in his life but to see what a wonderful boy we are raising despite all our screw ups is such a blessing. He is brilliant and his sense of humor is making him seem more and more like his father. He is warm and caring, out going and friendly and a pure joy to be around. I believe he is liked by everyone that meets him and although I know Dave and I as his parents would love him no matter what I can honestly say it has been an honor to have him in our lives.
We are looking forward to Raising Kain for the next 9 years and beyond as much as we have for the last 9!

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

The Other Side of the Battle

Did you ever wake up one morning to find that you were now on the other side of a battle and you aren't really sure when that happened? This is what happened to me this morning! I think it is my many children's way of "keeping it real" for me. I mean after all just because I am about to welcome my fifth child into the world doesn't mean they should let me believe for a minute that I have even one thing about raising kids figured out.

When I just had the two boys, I loved to dress them. Not that their clothes were ever as cute as what I can find now for Aubriel but I loved to have their clothes somewhat matching and looking nice. I wouldn't dream of bringing them out of the house in a striped shirt and plaid pants no matter how bad they thought it matched and even if both were their favorite. I had spent far too much money buying them cute stuff that coordinated nicely and made old ladies comment on how adorable they were.

But then after realizing this was just one more thing added to my long list of battles each morning I started to think better of it. Plus they were reaching the point where they were exercising their independence, finding themselves as we all do and I for one did not want them thinking poorly on themselves for what obviously made them feel good. So whether I liked it or not I learned to let go of this need to control this part of their lives. After all isn't there enough other stuff I do need to control for safety reasons. Mismatching ones clothes is not going to hurt them in anyway and it is an expression of who they are as individual. The same individuals I fall more in love with each day so I even learned to love this expression of themselves as well.

I love that Gage likes to wear knee high black socks with his shorts in the middle of summer and that Kain will wear all the same color in different shades because he likes to have themes to his clothes and Aubriel will wear a belt with her clothes even if she doesn't have belt loops and even that Brody will sometimes run around in only a diaper and baby legs on his arms and legs. So learning to embrace this part of my children has been fun to watch and at times challenging when I have heard people comment "you are so cute... even though your clothes don't match."

And then I woke up this morning to having no energy and just trying to get the kids ready to go out and suddenly Aubriel decides she no longer wants this gift of not trying to run her life by making her wear what clothes I want her to. I return from dropping the boys off to find Aubriel still in her jammies instead of dressed for gymnastics. So I ask her once again to go upstairs and get ready to go while I run around trying to get myself ready. But no she wants help, so I run in her room and take out some clothes for her. But those are the wrong clothes, so I find something else and it still isn't "right." So I once again leave to let her pick out her own clothes. Well, now she wants me to dress her because she is "sick of dressing herself" (yes, I can only imagine who in the house is "sick of doing everything" that she would have heard this from, probably a tired worn out pregnant mom) as David laughs in bed. So I run back in to help her get dressed but then I had put the wrong leotard on and it is too small and she wants to change which we have no time for so I tell her tough.

But then she has to pee... "are you kidding me!" So all the clothes come off and she pees and I send her back into her room to find a leotard SHE likes but again she wants me to pick it out. RIGHT, this didn't go so well the last time we tried this. By now I have taken off my shoes and laid back down in bed with Dave and simply gave up. I told her we no longer had time to make class and she proceeded to scream in her room about how she hates everything she owns. Isn't this suppose to happen at 14 not 4? So after about 15 minutes of carrying on like this, which is on top of the 20 minutes of whining that has happened before this (my boys give up after about 10 minutes at the most) she finally decides to actually speak to me instead of crying. So she gets herself dressed and we leave with 10 minutes to get to class... we were about 15 minutes late but at least for the next 30 minutes she was someone else's problem of which she was a perfect angel of course.

So as I laid there in bed trying to ignore the screaming from the next room I wondered how did I go from one extreme to find peace to then go to the other extreme in what seemed like the very next day? I suppose it is all part of the parenting game we play each day, we have to find the balance of giving our kids the freedom they need, with the rules they need and both with the loving approval they very much need.

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Is ignorance truly bliss?

Sometimes I think that it really is! I like to find out new ways of improving my family's health and over all well being with as many natural remedies as I can find. Some paths that are discovered are sometimes more up hill than others...
What
Happens to Your Body Within an Hour of Drinking a Coke

Do you want
to be
healthy?
Drinking soda is bad for your health in so many ways;
science can’t even
state all the consequences.

Here’s what
happens in your body when you assault it with a Coke:

Within the first 10
minutes, 10 teaspoons of sugar hit your system.
This is 100 percent of your
recommended daily intake, and the only reason you
don’t vomit as a result of
the overwhelming sweetness is because phosphoric acid
cuts the
flavor.

Within 20 minutes, your blood sugar spikes, and your liver
responds to
the resulting insulin burst by turning massive amounts of sugar
into fat.

Within 40 minutes, caffeine absorption is complete; your pupils
dilate,
your blood pressure rises, and your livers dumps more sugar into
your
bloodstream.

Around 45 minutes, your body increases dopamine
production, which
stimulates the pleasure centers of your brain – a
physically identical response
to that of heroin, by the way.

After 60
minutes, you’ll start to have a sugar crash.


I found this to be very interesting since soda is such a largely consumed thing in the US. Granted many of "know" that soda is not good for us but I wonder how many know just how bad it is?

I think Dave and I struggle the most with improving our eating habits. The funny thing is, is that I think most people we know probably believe us to be healthy eaters. We most often have raw milk in our home. We make many meals from scratch. We try to buy organic when we can. We rarely if ever have juice in our house. I have even convinced Dave to switch to wheat bread, although it is still store bought since my bread baking period did not go so well. I plan to try it again some day, hopefully soon but I have lost the heart for the time being.

Although even though we have cut back on our soda intake we still indulge in many guilty pleasures as that, along with many others. The thing about eating better is there is so much info out there on it, I mean sure that can be said about many things but especially when it comes to "healthy" foods. How many times has one read one thing only to hear another about the same food?

I do not believe Dave and I struggle with aspect of eating better though as much as I do with becoming resentful of my new findings. I will read something such as what is above and although I can see the truth in it and want to change my patterns I will find myself watching closely what the mass of the US population puts in their grocery carts while I make careful choices about each and everything I buy and it brings forth a deep resentment within me. I wonder why I can't feel healthy and be content to turn the other cheek to ignorance. But I know I can't. It is not for me, it simply is not who I am. I want to make good choices about my health in all areas of my life, I love the education and knowledge of it all even if I choose not to use it.

So instead I have found one of my life lessons must be to take in all the knowledge that I can and like with anything pick my battles from there. I need to give myself permission to let myself "slip" when I feel the need and not be so hard on myself if I am in the mood for a coke (or in my case more often a Dr. Pepper) but still be aware of what is best for us most often. Like anything in life it is all about moderation, right?

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Waterbirth, It's Not Just for Dolphins Anymore!

I think that has to be one of my favorite quotes! What a follow up to my last post! If you read it then you know not only how I transitioned from hospital birth to home but also from a traditional land birth to the serene beauty of birthing in water. I had hoped to birth all of my babies in the water at one point but by the time my doula arrived with my tub to Kain's birth we were sure he would have been born before the tub was even set up, considering we hardly even made it to the hospital in time for Gage's birth a tub to have him in was definitely out of the question. But my interest in birthing my baby under water never went away and when I planned my first home birth with Aubriel I knew I had to at least try it.


I must say not many things exceed my expectations as this experience did. I had read about how birthing in water helped to control ones pain and relieve much of the pressure you felt during labor. I read about how it was more peaceful for baby as they were born into warm water, exactly what they had been use to rather than the startle of jumping out of your warm bath into cold air, which I know from my our bath experience none of us really like. I had read about how water helped to stretch ones tissues to prevent tearing as the baby eased through your body. And although I had read about many mother's words of their births in water it did not fully prepare me for the full experience it was.


All of the things I read about did happen. Aubriel was born very peacefully, still sleeping even, into the water and although she did not struggle to breath one bit she never even let out a cry. When I first got into the tub half way through my labor the relieve I felt was indescribable, the pressure went away and I felt weightless floating in the warm water. My labor sped up, my body stretched perfectly and I didn't have one tear despite the fact that I was giving birth to a baby in her bag of water which I later discovered was so much better for both of us.

But what I didn't read about was how this experience of a truly peaceful birth forever change my views not only on childbirth but on how as humans we enter this world. For so long I had believed it was a beautiful thing to hear a baby cry once they were born until I saw her born into a world that didn't make her cry. She was born into a world that cradled and comforted her in what she already knew as home. If we think about how children are created and what the world as they know it is for the first nine months, I mean really think about it. They are surrounded by the warmth of their mother womb. They only know the comfort of being carried always in a tub of nurturing fluid that meets their needs as they need them to be met. Until which time they are to be born into a whole new world. A world they enter into to meet cold and in most cases separation from all they have known to this point.

It was during Aubriel's water birth that I realized this is as close as one could come to meeting their child half way during birth. I was able to create an environment that was familiar to everything they have known so that their birth is as stress free as possible for them. So once the stress of traveling through the birth canal is over they enter something they have known already. I was able to lift them gently out of the world they knew into their new world all the while cradling them as it should be. Water birth was an experience that I believed changed both of us as we were able to realize the others world in a medium both of us already knew... kind of like those that can see the thin veil between to worlds.

Since my first water birth I could never imagine not giving birth in the water again. One website that I took so much valuable information from I recently learned may have to close down. This saddens me so much as I know first hand all I have taken from having this knowledge available to me that it would be such a lose for other women to not have this wealth of information easily assessable through www.waterbirth.org

This is what Barbara Harper wrote:
I cannot yet imagine a world without the voice and work of Waterbirth International - we get calls and emails every day from women who need help convincing one hospital or another to let them labor or birth in water. If we die - a big part of the movement dies. Waterbirth has shown us all that women know how to give birth and babies know how to be born. Waterbirth gave us "hands-off", sit back and let the baby out. I see waterbirth mentioned on Blogs every single day, not to mention Baby Story on the TV. I took Waterbirth International to ACOG two years in a row - and was the ONLY booth showing birth films to obstetricians and especially to student physicians. There were tears, laughter and outrage - just the thing to stir up those young crop of doctors. I am finally realizing a life's dream.But now I am faced with letting this dream go. Perhaps I have done enough.Perhaps it is time to quit.About 18 years ago, maybe it was longer, when Mothering Magazine was facing bankruptcy Peggy did a heartfelt plea asking their readers to consider ordering a Life-time subscription. I think the subscriptions were $1000 or$1200, I can't remember now. I do remember that I couldn't imagine not reading my Mothering. So, I bought two and gave one to my obstetrician's office.How can you help us stay open to take the next phone call? - to convince the next obstetrician to incorporate waterbirth into his/her practice - to work with the nurse midwives to install pools in their facilities? To educate an entire hospital on the benefits of allowing women freedom of movement in the water. How much is it worth to see waterbirth become the norm in the US,like it is in the UK? I think we only need a few more years to make that happen. Do women really want waterbirth to be an available choice in every hospital? I think so.Can you help us by getting the word out on blogs and lists? I had to let goof all of the staff except one person to process orders. Miraculously, we made payroll today, but we can't hang on much longer. We need a miracle.If I need to call every single waterbirth parent personally, I will. I don't want 25 years of work to end over a measly $200,000.The work that we have done the last few years has been phenomenal. How God arranged for me to teach in hospitals and medical schools around the planet- Taiwan, Venezuela, Turkey, Mexico, Canada, Holland, Portugal, China,Trinidad, Croatia - I'll never figure that out. I laugh out loud sometimes when I get up in front of an audience of physicians in a medical school overseas - who all want to hear about waterbirth and the incorporation of Gentle Birth practices and principles into their routines.Think about what you can do and call me if you want to chat or if you have some great ideas on how we can quickly move into the black and keep waterbirth alive and thriving.We need your help. Barbara Harper needs your help. The waterbirth/gentle birth movement needs your help.

Blessings,Barbara
Barbara Harper, RN, CLD, CCEFounder/DirectorWaterbirth International
www.waterbirth.org
503-673-0026 -office (out of US or in Portland)
800-641-2229 - toll free
503-710-7975 - cell phone

We LOVE helping women get into Hot Water!!
And have been doing it for 24 years!!

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Views on Childbirth...

Well, anyone that knows me knows my views on this topic are strong ones to put it mildly. I suppose they are so for a few reasons, most recently being my own journey through 4 births with another one on the way. But even before that I guess one could say it started before my own birth when my own mother sought out a better way of welcoming her baby into the world after my brother's hospital birth which naturally lead her to give birth to me at home. This was back in the 70s when I think women first starting taking notice or at least standing up for their rights as women to birth the way nature or God intended them to. It was out of their parents generation where many women showed up at a hospital, were drugged to the point of hardly if at all remembering their births and later waking up to meeting their new baby for the first time. In the town that my parents lived in when my brother was born MY father was one of the first to be allowed in the delivery room when my mother gave birth to him. I can not even imagine not having my husband, my biggest support and the one that helped create this life with me at my side, although given how well my husband deals with birth I am sure he could imagine it.

What I find funny about the progression of my grandmother's births, to my mother's births to my births is that with each one getting better most people think that, that is enough to warrant a "good" birth. I had my first two babies in the hospital, born naturally which is strange enough of a sight these days in most hospitals and I left before even spending a full 24 hours there. Many could argue I did not have the "normal" birth of what most women today have and that I should be satisfied with the natural birth I wanted and not search even more radical avenues. But what if my mother had settled for that? I am sure when my brother was born people would argue that childbirth had come a long way from the way her mother had given birth and perhaps she should simply be grateful that my father was allowed to be by her side, never mind that she was unnecessarily cut in her nether regions to extract her baby from her body simply because it was "procedure," worse yet that it was something that could have and would have happened in a more gentle way if left alone to be that way.

So she educated herself and others around her and many piers she knew started having home births, not to be negligent to what the medical field had to offer but to offer their babies a better start and take back what had been medicalized for no reason. I know from speaking to my husband's family that many of his aunts and uncle were born at home because that was simply the way it was still done back then. Out of 5 kids I think only the last 2 were born in hospitals as the transition was made from home being the "norm" to hospitals becoming the "norm." But there are those of us that like to pose the question "what really was wrong with those first 3 births?" Nothing from what I can tell, they all lived with no complications. Sure both of my Grandma's lost babies as I am sure many did in that generation but it had nothing to do with where they gave birth, ironically they had happened at both hospital and home, it had more to do with what technology had to offer at that time and even today not one Dr. can guarantee a baby's life even if it is born at a hospital. Why is that if our technology is so wonderful these days? Because life is a gift that is given and taken away and unfortunately I learned at a young age that this gift does not have an age limit. We are merely part of the life cycle which includes death as well.

What prompted this topic for the day was not just my endless questions about why I choose home births and even more with the choices Dave and I have made for this current pregnancy but from a discussion I witnessed online which peaked my interest so very much. After having two decent hospital births and two wonderful home births we have opted this time to go it alone for this baby. YES, we have given it much thought and I can assure you that anyone that chooses this path does not do it recklessly, without GREAT thought and much research. What is funny is I think I much more blindly made choices with my first births as many women do. I really wonder how many pregnant women go out and truly research ALL their options and ALL sides of birth. I know I didn't, I trusted exactly what my Dr. told me and I didn't question... well, very often but I was very blessed to have a Dr. that was extremely natural and not many questions came up for me.

So while I was reading a post on the unassisted childbirth board today, the topic started out with talking about pain during childbirth and how much of it is actual pain or how much of it has been taught to us to believe this sensation we feel is painful. It is interesting to really explore. We know that our body if not given drugs of any kind naturally releases hormones in our brain to help with all the changes that are going on in our body. It helps us forget the "pain" (although I know some will swear up and down they can remember the pain) if you have been given drugs, yes, I would agree you will remember the pain since it has probably blocked your body's natural hormones which are designed to help you deal with this. And even if you have had natural childbirth you may remember yourself thinking it was painful and therefore you say you remember the pain but do you actually remember the pain? If you cut yourself you will remember the exact sensation of cutting yourself, I have given birth four times and I remember thinking it was painful but I swear I do not remember the sensation of it. I know this is a FACT because even by the time the fourth came along there was one point where I wondered how the hell I did this 3 times before! Anyway that is what started this topic.

Then other women interjected with most agreeing statements many claiming that pain is there for a reason. I am a strong believer in this. Just from growing up through my teenage years with horrible headaches I reached a point where I thought feeling the pain, something that is natural and must be there for a reason has to be better than walking around drugged and in a fog not truly experiencing all that life has to offer me... even if it is taking the bad with the good. So I think the "pain" or whatever sensation you care to label it during childbirth is there for a reason, a good reason. This is what tells your body what to do, what your baby needs, what you need and this is ultimately what delivers your baby. Then the topic took and interesting turn... a religious one.

Although my husband and I do not consider ourselves Christians per se and we couldn't tell you any more than the story of Adam and Eve and Noah from the bible I find topics on it to be interesting, especially to see how it relates to ones faith. Both David and I were brought up in Christian homes and I think the thing that interests me now is finding the people that truly follow their faith as they claim to and those that like the title of being Christian. I think that is what turned David off the most about God was when he saw his family make choices based out of fear rather than faith. My experience was a bit different although I can not say it would have been without being raised by BOTH of my parents. I watched my parents come from different backgrounds and watched them continue to grow together in their faith and even made changes when something wasn't working rather than blindly following the path that was laid before them. I think that is what I love about them now, they can accept both my brother's and my views on religion and faith even though neither of us believe in God and both of our views are even different on the matter. I do have a spiritual background where as my brother has a scientific background. But anyway but to the point.

I have found that many people I know that choose home births are not only very educated individuals but have VERY strong roots in their faith whether that be in God or something else. Then there are those that say they are very faithful people when it comes to truly leaving something up to God their faith seems to shrink. Even if this was not their sole point I believe it has brought up and interesting thing to look at from their words.

First someone spoke of Eve's sin and the silver lining that came out of it which I also love and is a big part of my own faith, that everything happens for a positive even if it can not always be seen. I would love to just be able to relay what was said but I fear I would not do it justice so I will quote them in hopes they don't mind!

"I think them falling is what enabled them to become "fruitful" so to speak. I don't think birth was given to her as a punishment. I think only as a mortal they were able to reproduce and it took courage for her to take the step to become mortal. I know most won't agree, but that's what I believe personally. I think Eve is a wonderful person for what she did. It makes me sad the bad rep she gets."

This is the post that followed that grabbed me deeply....

"A note about Eve: she has, unfortunately, suffered from a loss in translation. The original Hebrew states her consequences as handed to her from God as toil and sorrow in childbirth, NOT pain. The pain thing crept into Latin translations in the early middle ages, when the Church essentially became the government, and very patriarchal at that. Translations of ancient scripts can take so much time to correct, but newer translations of the Bible have gone back to the original scripts and corrected much of the patriarchal mistranslations of the middle ages. Eve's consequences were not meant to be a curse. The toil (labor) was meant to humble her, since her main sin against God was the desire to usurp control from God, having given into a belief that God was withholding something from her, instead of trusting Him. So, her toil in birth was meant to show her that God and His created nature still had control over her, and gave her another chance to trust in His design (look what happens when we hand over that trust in God/nature concerning birth to whatever power tells us it's okay to eat the fruit all over again - we keep repeating this pattern!). The sorrow was a consequence of mortality, that our bodies would no longer function as perfect creations, and childbirth would now carry a risk. This also gave Eve another chance to trust in God's design; He wanted her to return to having faith in Him and His nature and design rather than believing every so-called expert that came along (in this story that figure was Satan, trying to convince Eve that he really knew what was better for her than her own Creator did). In essence, God was returning Eve's purpose to her, not cursing her. (As an aside addressing Eve's ability to reproduce - this was not given to her with her mortality; God's first admonition to the couple was to be fruitful and multiply, something obviously intended to happen in the Garden.)Incidentally, the same consequences of toil and sorrow were handed to Adam (who was standing right next to Eve when she was offered the fruit and was stricken with possibly the world's worst case of apathy and passivity in that moment, then tried to blame his wife for it! Does something similar still go on with men in maternity wards today? Hmmmm...), just in a form that would speak to the masculine heart and help return Adam to his original purpose and relationship with his Creator. So, even Biblically speaking, pain is not a given in birth and never was. It can be, as noted, a helpful messenger even. It has its purposes."

So the part that I find so interesting is that many will argue that they trust their God but then will cast stones at those that try to go back to the simplest forms of life and creation. David and I have learned through personal experience that being able to have a natural birth in it's purest form is right for us and our family. I know many have argued with me that God has given us technology to use and that "giving up" our births to the professionals is trusting in him but those same people will agree that God tests us daily with the life he has given us and it is part of the lesson for us to know when/what to use and when/what to leave when it is not needed. Now not to get me wrong, for I am not saying home births are the only or even the best way for everyone, remember I did have two hospital births which I think were good births that served both Dave and I and it was the best we knew at that time. But we did also realize it wasn't the only option out there so we sought out an option that was in fact better... at least for us anyway! I think daily everyone can say we experience this in many forms on our own personal journeys we call LIFE!

I have recently made a slide show of my birth journeys (which can be found to the left) that I hope can give people some insight to why we choose the paths for our children's births that we do.

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Happy 2008!

I can't believe another year has come and gone already! We had a quietly evening at home with the kids... well, all but one. Kain was at a sleep over party, swimming at a hotel with his friend until 12:30 AM, so I heard today when he was dropped off. This of course had Gage in a tizzy all day yesterday but Dave got the new Simpson's movie for us to watch with the kids and we had pizza and cookies.

It is so funny because we always let the kids stay up until midnight if they can make it and it is fun to watch to see them drop like flies as the night wears on. Brody was first to go down around his usual bedtime, maybe 9 pm or so. Followed by Aubriel that made it an hour later. Then actually I think I was the next to start with sleepy eyes so we decided to watch the ball drop in "real" time in time square on TV and then sent Gage off to bed at 11 pm so we could follow.

Both Dave and I were in bed by 11:30 and Dave woke me up at midnight for a New Year's Kiss and then we snuggled in our warm bed thinking about the up coming year. 2007 was a good year, we took away many wonderful memories but are hoping to leave some of the baggage that we don't need there and look forward to what life has to offer us next.

The first month of the year always has a feeling of renewal but it especially does for us as we get to look forward to celebrating our first two children's births in Jan. and Feb. It is amazing to watch them turn another year older and think about all we have experienced since they have been part of our life (we actually struggle to remember any life before that, ha, ha).

Later this year we will get to welcome yet another member to our family and I swear it just never gets old for me. I actually think it gets better with each baby. It is just sweeter each time we welcome another child into our family since we have all the others to share in the excitement and joy. The kids seem to talk about the baby daily and I know as time draws near over these next few months their anticipation will continue to grow.

So as we go into the new year with all of our blessings from the last we hope 2008 will be a beautiful year for all!