Turn Baby Turn!

At our midwife appointment this week we had an ultrasound confirm that our little one is upside down. At thirty-six weeks we really want baby to be head down in the launching position. With this news I have had to open myself up to the reality of a not-so-natural delivery. A thought that I am having a hard time warming up to.
Before our ultrasound next week we will be indulging any and every tactic to coerce the baby to turn. There are many activities believed to help a baby to turn. Both Greg and I have been talking to it, telling it how much more comfortable it will be head down. I have been visualizing the baby turning and singing it the song 'Turn Turn Turn' by the Byrds. I am going to try to spend more time in the pool this week after school is done. And every day I try to stand on my head when the baby is most active, which usually ends me up in some altered inversion involving lots of pillows and agitated indigestion. Again, not a stretch to find the humor there!
We are considering this our first lesson in parenting, the first of many times when our plans for our child will not influence actual reality. Although we are still holding out hope for a little sway in this situation.
Perhaps you can all send topsy turvy thougts and prayers to the baby while you enjoy this classic easy listening oldie.

Finding the Silver Lining

This past week has encompassed some amazing extremes.
I have been wanting to write much sooner, but I started my week on Monday morning by falling and landing on my wrist. I sprained it pretty good, I am still using two hands to brush my teeth and trying to cut veggies with my left hand (dangerous!). On the up side, Greg has had to do the dishes and sweeping for a little while!

Later Monday afternoon Mom and I went to Mount Pisgah for a nice long hike with Bishop. When we returned to the car we found that the driver's side window had been forced down into the door and my purse was stolen, literally adding insult to injury! While I still lost a couple hundred dollars, my bus pass, some baby gift certificates, my passport and more there is still a silver lining. Luckily I had left my cell phone and iPod at home! And since the perpetrator opted to force the window down into the door over smashing it in, the repairs were covered under our Toyota maintenance agreement! So there was no insurance claim and no need to turn our pockets inside out after they had been picked dry.

As I sat on the couch with my wrist on ice, canceling my credit cards and taking inventory of my losses, I had to laugh when Greg started playing the air violin for me from across the room. One of my favorite things about Greg is his innate ability to get me laughing when I'm on the verge of getting upset. It's really a fantastic alternative. There are of course, times when this tactic backfires, but this week it was just what I needed. It helps to be able to laugh at the comedy of errors we encounter. And it really is pretty funny to watch someone brush their teeth with two hands!

Truly Blessed

There are times when it is easy to forget how blessed we really are, and this past Sunday I was reminded in a truly unforgettable way. My Eugene sisters, Katie and Magda, organized a blessing way that brought together women from all the different realms of my life. I am surrounded by some of the most intuitive and inspiring women imaginable and having them all in the same room together was just magical! The blessings that were shared during the bead ceremony will be with me forever. After absorbing all of their faith and support I felt a strength and love that is yet unparalleled. Having Mom there made the whole day even more magical.  Many thanks to those who were there in person and in spirit.

In the kitchen with Katie!

Passing the string around the circle to connect us all.

Afterwards we all cut a string to tie around our wrists to remind us of the new baby coming!

All of our hands together with our reminders tied on.

Bishop thought that all of these hands were reached out to pet him and give him blessings!

My cake eating grin!

This creation was a four layer chocolate cake with raspberry compote on top, espresso infused cream in the middle and vanilla frosting around the outside! Purely decadent!
Thanks Magda!

The perfect day to share with Mom!

Grandma's First Visit

I have been counting down the days till Mom gets here and yesterday she finally arrived. I worked hard to get all of my school work done for the last week of the term, so all I have to do while she is here is show up to class. We started her Oregon adventure off by stopping in to share in the 'day after daze' with the Daby's. It was a wonderfully lazy afternoon with nothing on the agenda but lounging over leftovers and finishing off the holiday spirits! It was quite a treat to be able to enjoy the first photos of Scott and Miranda's new little girl, Isabella Christine.
We picked up the pace when we got to Eugene and hunted down local treasures at the holiday market, picked up tye-dying supplies and wine for the blessing tomorrow and had a cozy family dinner at Katie's place.
We even found time for a couple of belly photo ops in the fancy new outfit Mom brought out for me. Today is the first day of week thirty-five...just over a month to go!

Old Wives Tales

Before the days of ultrasounds many couples looked to cultural myths to try to help them solve the boy--girl question. And while Greg and I are quite content not knowing whether our little bundle will wear pink or blue, it's still fun to indulge the old wives tales.

The first one I heard is if you carry low you are having a boy and if you carry high you are having a girl.
My baby belly feels pretty centered, maybe on the low side. All I know is I can still touch my toes even though I can't see them when I'm standing.

The 'Pendulum Test' says that you take your wedding ring and tie it to the end of a string and let it swing over the baby belly. If it swings back and forth it's a boy, if it swings in a circle it's a girl.
Our pendulum swung back and forth.

They say the more morning sickness you have the more likely you are to have a girl. Although my lucky mother had two healthy girls and was never sick....hmmmm. I was happy to find that she passed those genes on to me!

There is also a myth that looks to the father's belly for the answer to the boy girl question. If dad packs on pounds during the pregnancy, then you are having a girl, if he doesn't gain a thing you're having a boy.
In spite of the constant supply of ice cream and weekly pizza indulgence, Greg still has the metabolism of a fifteen year old boy and is as fit as ever.

My naturopath told me that if your linea nigra (the line running down your belly) starts below your belly button you are having a boy, if it starts above, you are having a girl.
As of right now, I only have a line below my belly button.

The only myth that is close to having some kind of scientific backing says that if your baby's heart rate is under 140 beats per minute it's a boy and if it's over 140 bpm it's a girl. Our baby's heart rate is usually right around 150 bpm.

Finally there are those that say that your intuition can often predict the gender of the baby, in which case we will have a boy. It's fun to apply these myths to our personal experience of pregnancy, but overall, I love not knowing. This is the only time in life that we will get to know a being outside the bounds of gender roles. I know it makes shopping for showers more difficult, but it will all be worth it when we get to make that announcement after he or she is born.

So now you decide. I am adding a poll to see who thinks it's a boy and who thinks its a girl. We'll see the strength of these old wives tales in about six weeks!

Diaper Duty

I have a confession to make. I know that many women fear the actual labor of their child, as they open up their minds and bodies to encompass a pain that is beyond the realm of language. But the thought that I can't get my head around right now is, well, diapers.
Greg and I have done a lot of research on the great debate of cloth verses disposable diapers. There is evidence that equates the environmental impact of both options, saying that cloth diapers are not necessarily as 'green' as once thought due to the water use from continual laundering. So we looked to factors outside of the environmental footprint. While disposable diapers have made some progress in becoming more biodegradable, cloth diapers would allow us to contribute to local business, purchase used materials and maintain a greater influence over the type materials that we use. So we decided on cloth diapers and I promptly set out to find gently used materials on craigslist.

As it turns out there are many different styles and schools of cloth diapering. I knew that I was in over my head when I got a lot of diaper duds that was complete with diaper pins! I sat wide-eyed with the diaper pins in one hand and a cloth diaper in the other, trying to imagine how they went together. I began wishing that there was a Diapering 101 class to compliment the labor and breastfeeding classes we are taking. Every mother that I got diapers from was more than happy to give me a brief tutorial on their style of diapering that ultimately ended up making my head spin.

Eventually Greg and I found ourselves at my favorite local baby shop, Bambini. Where Shannon, the beautiful owner, sat me down for Diapering 101. She gave me the run down on sizing and materials for prefold diapers, diaper covers, pocket diapers and "g" diapers. In anticipation of our upcoming busy schedule we were looking for the simplest approach, which ended up being pocket diapers. There is even a brand, Happy Heinys, that makes diapers that are one size fits forever!

I was able to breath a deep sigh of relief at having the mess of diaper details simplified for me. And Greg was able to breath a sigh of relief when Shannon told us that we could sell any diapering materials that we weren't planning on using to her store and explicitly told me not to buy any more, but just to have fun and register.

Finally Furnished!

After a couple months of compulsively checking craigslist and running around town fetching gently used furniture, the nursery finally looks like a nursery! As I eluded to in a previous posting, craigslist has become a way of life for me. I probably check it twice a day. There is a plethora of baby gear from cribs to clothes to carriers that make the goal of green parenting even more affordable and attainable. I have found great deals not only on furniture, but on the other major baby investment, diapers.

The prenatal purchases I have made from craigslist have served to expand my sense of connection to the local community of mothers and families. With every exchange I meet a new mother with new insight and inspiration about parenthood and connecting with other like-minded parents. So not only am I getting a great deal on used furniture, but I am meeting hip mamas who approach family life from a fresh perspective. This sense of community has been a great comfort to me, as Greg and I are among the first of our friends to begin the transition from a couple to a family.
So while I plan on continuing to indulge my craigslist habit throughout the years to come, for the time being I am cut off from more baby purchases until after the showers and baby blessings....not that that stops me from checking the new postings!