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Wednesday is the big day! Some random thoughts about labor:
- I always have mixed feelings about induction. It feels weird to choose your baby’s birthday yourself, and I hate to “force” labor, but ultimately I agree with my doctors that it’s the best route given the blood thinner/clotting disorder issues we have to manage.
- Now I just need to decide whether I’m going to get an epidural or tough it out by listening to rap. I always agonize about this until the last minute (literally — one time I got an epidural 10 minutes before the baby was born).
- I had my first baby the out-of-hospital, all-natural midwife way. I really love that type of birth, but one thing I will say in the hospital’s favor is that they’re much more forthcoming with the pain meds after the baby’s born. The sweet midwives gave me a vial of teatree oil to promote postpartum comfort; the nurse at the hospital handed me a cup with two Vicodin in it. That’s more like it!
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Let’s say you’re an educated gentleman, a man of letters, and you find yourself desiring some Trucknutz. “But no,” you say, “I couldn’t do that. It simply would not be classy. I must endeavor to find something that has the same je ne sais quoi of Trucknutz, yet does not involve metal representations of genitalia hanging from my bumper.” What do you do? I found the answer when I pulled up next to a car in my doctor’s parking lot the other day:
I blurred out some of the letters so that it wouldn’t set your computer screen on fire, but yes, it says what you think it says. Talk amongst yourselves about what could possibly motivate someone to put that up in his or her car.
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Yaya has found a local church! Surprisingly, it’s ours. Back in Houston she went to Joel Osteen‘s church, and attended Baptist churches before that, so I was kind of surprised when she expressed interest in going to Mass at our orthodox Catholic parish. She just shrugged and said, “Well, we all love Jesus, right?”
The funniest development so far has been when her friends from Houston come to visit. Never one to fixate on details, she doesn’t see a huge different between the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass and Osteen’s concert-style events, so she just invites her unsuspecting friends to “go to the service” with our family without any further details of what kind of “service” they might be in for. One lady in particular was a fellow Southern Baptist who used to go to church with Yaya in Houston. Yaya and my husband both had to take kids out during the Mass, which left me sitting next to this poor lady whom I didn’t know, wondering if I should lean over and tell her what was going on or just pretend like I didn’t notice the nervous and startled look on her face.
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I have a crazy theory that probably no one agrees with, but here it is for what it’s worth: I don’t think that relaxing in labor is for everyone. All of the childbirth techniques I’m aware of are all relaxation-based. This works well for most of my mom friends…but I’m not convinced that that is the key for every woman. I learned the Bradley Method during my first pregnancy, and I’ve had over 30 cumulative hours of medication-free labor to try out those techniques and a few others. And, honestly, nothing has worked better for me than cranking up some high energy music and getting my adrenaline going and white-knuckling my way through. I do relax sometimes when it feels right, but giving myself the permission to grit my teeth and tense up has been really helpful to me.
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I saw this cricket candy for sale at the store the other day. Dried crickets. Real ones. They come in Salt & Vinegar, Bacon & Cheese and Sour Cream & Onion flavors. The clerk at the store said not only that people do buy them, but that she’s tried them and they’re actually pretty tasty (she was partial to the Bacon & Cheese flavor). If anyone else keeps a “Lost Bet Ideas” file of horrible things to have people do if they lose a bet with you, you may want to bookmark this.
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A friend of mine is hosting a small welcome party for our newest neighbor, the awesome Abby Johnson. Abby’s book is one of my favorites and I love the work she’s been doing, so I’d been really looking forward to attending. It turns out it’s scheduled for The One Saturday in 2011 When I Could Not Possibly Make It, i.e. next Saturday, three days after I’ll have had a baby. Aaaaaagh! Maybe I’ll run by on the way home from the hospital. Heck, I’ll need a glass of wine anyway!
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I’ll be spending this weekend getting stuff ready for the baby, living in denial about the fact that it’s supposed to be cloudless with highs of 104, and doing a low-key Father’s Day celebration at my grandfather’s house. Anyone have any special plans for Father’s Day?
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