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This month has been a very trying month for me. First, all the sudden there is an uproar about moms wearing yoga pants, then there was a measles outbreak at Disneyland and the whole country went crazy and finally, the movie “50 Shades of Grey” came out in theaters and people POUNCED. I try really hard to remain neutral because I’m a blogger and I often have to represent both sides in my social media freelance work but when posts get completely overwhelming like they have been, I take a different approach: I leave social media altogether. No one in my real life is going to bring up these controversial topics and if they do, it’s with a mutual agreement that we love and care about each enough to empathize, respect and stop before feelings get hurt. Guess what? Posts on the internet that make money off of people viewing and sharing them aren’t too concerned about people’s feelings getting hurt. There are the few gems but let’s face it, anything you read in a blog should be taken in with a grain of salt. And I’m a blogger. I can say that.
For my latest installment in Life Through Lyrics, I bring to you ‘Chasing Cars’ by Snow Patrol. This is a slightly older (a decade or so) song that I fell in love with as I sobbed watching Denny die on Grey’s Anatomy after everything Izzy tried to do to save him. To this day I still cannot wait that episode with bawling.
I revisited this song often during my days of infertility and after my miscarriages when I felt most alone in the world, I blasted it louder than my ears could handle and screamed along to it in my car on the highway. After years of listening to it and using it for every good, bad and ugly moment of my life, it is truly the one song I come back to over and over again as mine. It’s relatable to me in ways I don’t expect others to understand and that’s okay with me. Anyway… Read the rest of this entry
Please note that while I do post many product reviews based on receiving products for free, this review is being done completely of my choice simply to tell you about a product and company I love. I have purchased all of my products and reviewed my own personal collection.
I started using cloth pads about 4 months after my twins were born. I googled cloth products and compared the first two things that came up, picked a few and done. I didn’t ask my friends or talk to my mom. I was pretty secretive about it at first. I’m not so sure I was ashamed of what I was doing but rather I was just very new to this world of natural living.
About 3 months in, I was convinced. I didn’t have enough pads for my full cycle and I could easily tell the difference between my cloth days and disposable days. My cramps were different. My flow was different. My skin irritation was different. It was pretty miraculous. I knew I needed more and by this time, I was comfortable speaking up in some of my Facebook groups of crunchy moms. Read the rest of this entry
Before Mommy Con, I had no idea what Birth Without Fear was. I didn’t know who January Harshe was. I had no idea what to expect. So here I came in, blind and mostly unaware of what would happen over the next 45 minutes. I have three daughters. I’m not pregnant. I don’t really foresee having any more children… So you wouldn’t really think my take-away would be all that powerful.
But it was.
Oh. My. God. It was. Read the rest of this entry
What is it? I heard about MommyCon through my local babywearing group. They were putting together a group to get discounted rates to the convention. Since it was located sort of local-ish (a 4 hour drive) but only minutes from my big brother and his wife, my mind started whirling and I knew I had to go! PLUS, I am going to be an Aunt for the first time soon so what better way to introduce my sister-in-law to a fun world of natural parenting (which she was already intrigued about.)
1. If you have a smart phone, I strongly recommend downloading “Yoga Studio.” It has a huge selection of preprogrammed in home yoga video classes plus a good 200+ poses to pick from if you want to create your own. I love yoga but am nowhere near coordinated. I get embarrassed in group classes because I stumble a lot.
2. I love writing guest posts especially when other writers give me prompts and questions. It gives me a chance to connect with new audiences as well as write out of my normal comfort zone. Every writer (blogger) should reach out to their fellow “co-workers” and do the same every once in a while. It’s good for the mind. (So if you ever want me to do a guest post, hit me up! I’ll gladly swap you and feature a post of yours on my blog too.
3. My youngest girls will be two years old in just 3 short months. HOW THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN????? Who let them grow up right under my nose? I mean seriously! Read the rest of this entry
Finally, we come to the end of the story. I started these posts back in March but life of course has just gotten in the way. If you missed them, here’s My Birth Story Part 1, My Birth Story Part 2 and My Birth Story Part 3. My birth story didn’t happen on just one day after several hours of labor. It was a two month long traumatic experience. This is my journey and by writing it all out to share, I have managed to feel at peace. I look at my healthy one and a half year olds and feel immensely blessed that our story happened how it did and wasn’t any worse.
With the realization of being of being 5 cm dilated, we asked the resident what was going to happen. It was getting late and Nana Bear was anxiously waiting for an update. Orange had already gone to bed and Nana Bear was exhausted and just hanging out on our couch. Princess Daddy really wanted to go home too. If they were just going to stop my labor, there was no reason for him to still be around. She looked at us both and advised him to not go anywhere. She said she had to check with my doctor but that she was pretty sure we would be proceeding with delivery.
All the sudden things moved quickly. My OB came back in just moments later after reviewing the images of the girls’ positions. Pink’s cord was actually a BIG deal. Purple could likely make it out safe but if Pink didn’t turn head down, or if she caught her cord with her feet down, we could have been dealing with a cord prolapse, a very scary emergency situation that could kill both her and me. The girls were estimated to be so small that 5 cm was plenty big enough to start feeling the urge to push. As I quickly became more and more uncomfortable, there was no longer any time to think and debate about what was going to happen. Read the rest of this entry
Two years ago this fall, rather than preparing for the arrival of my twins by folding tiny baby clothes, painting nursery walls and spending every last chance I could with Orange during her last moments as an only child, I sat in a hospital bed praying that every twinge wasn’t another contraction and that my babies would stay in much, much longer.
It barely took a few hours for me to become stir crazy. Less than a week into my
jail time sentence hospital stay, I had to start getting creative and one early Sunday morning I typed up this gem and shared it as a note on my Facebook page. My friends all got a good giggle out of it so I thought I’d pull this one out of the archives to share with you today.
A – Antepartum
C- Cervical Length Read the rest of this entry
I am so sorry it has taken me so long to get back to finishing my birth story. I started these posts back in March but life of course has just gotten in the way. If you missed them, here’s My Birth Story Part 1 and for more details, My Birth Story Part 2. I will continue to journal through these events as my birth story didn’t happen on just one day after several hours of labor. It was a two month long traumatic experience. This is my journey and how I hope to heal.
Coping with the realization that I wasn’t going home was hard. Coping with the fact that I was having babies that day? Definitely would have been harder. Too bad I had no clue. I naively believed that this was just another scare. My perinatal specialist got ahold of my OB with the news: I was 2 cm dilated and 80% effaced. My presenting twin, Purple was finally head down after being breech for the last 8 weeks. Baby B though was in a very scary position. She was footling breech, which by itself isn’t always an emergency, but my placenta was low between the two babies (but not covering my cervix or causing a partial previa) causing Pink’s cord to be hanging directly under her foot. As the ultrasound tech mentioned this, it didn’t even faze me. Remember, I wasn’t delivering.
My OB was really concerned that the contractions were starting to make more progress again so she admitted me to Labor & Delivery. I was still very relaxed about all this. I figured they’d do some monitoring and I was just hoping I’d get back upstairs to my room to shower and sleep that night and not have to stay over. They were quite booked so after some shuffling around of rooms, told me I’d be in room 16. I overheard the nurses talking about who was going in what room because there was three of us being admitted at once. One of the nurses made the statement “No, she needs to be in 16, she’s really in labor” I didn’t think anything of it until I was the one being put into room 16! (They have observation rooms in L&D as well as actual delivery rooms.) I got settled in around 4 p.m. Read the rest of this entry