Archive for September, 2008

Weekend Summary

Monday, September 29th, 2008

The weekend went pretty fast for me, but we got a lot done on the home front and in Binary Boy’s nursery. 😀

Friday:
– Went for my 35th week (!) prenatal appointment at the birthing center. Binary Boy is still breech. Acupuncture was highly recommended. External version was recommended and can only be done through week 37. That gives him 2 weeks max. If I forgo the version and he doesn’t turn, it’s a cesarean for sure. 🙁
– Ate at Taco Bueno after getting stuck in traffic on the way home from the appointment and realizing we were starving. Sorta reminds me of Del Taco.
– Back at home, we watched a few shows and relaxed.
– I did more of my “breech baby exercises”.

Saturday:
– Washed all of Binary Boy’s nursery linens, ironed them and made-up his crib. Put diapers in diaper stacker. Folded the rest of his clothing and put away in drawers. Kev put together a small shelving unit for the nursery, too. His room is 95% finished now!
– Ate lunch in.
– Kev put together two storage/file units that matches our computer desks. We now have a place to put our stuff in the office.
– Did lots and lots of other ironing that was piling up.
– Did breech baby exercises.
– Made dinner and watched another show.

Sunday:
– Ran errands. Post office, Staples, lunch at Taco Cabana, Whole Foods. Then home.
– Finally watched Grey’s Anatomy premiere. Took a break at the half-way point to put away the clean dishes from the dish washer.
– Did more breech baby exercises.
– Took a warm bath and ate some sorbet in bath. This was actually recommended to me by the midwives. Seriously.. I wouldn’t be taking a bath if I didn’t have to. I hate baths.

A lot of time was spent at home this weekend, but we both got SO much done. And other than Binary Boy’s head being up near my ribs, I’ve been feeling great about everything. 🙂

How was your weekend?

It’s Not Him, It’s Me

Thursday, September 25th, 2008

Yesterday, I had my first chiropractic appointment. Most of the appointment was taken up by testing my balance and flexibility, but he did manage to get in some adjustments around my hips. He wants me to come in 3-4 times a week for the next month. Which is fine, but considering Kevin and I still share a car (it’s a long story on why – for later), it’s going to take some juggling to make it work.

Basically, the chiropractor confirmed what I have been secretly thinking since finding out that Binary Boy is still breech. The chiropractor determined that the muscles around my hips and lower back are too tight, which is preventing Binary Boy from turning. Though, he did mention, as an afterthought, that Binary Boy might not be ready to turn, yet. 😛

Sure, Binary Boy has another 4-5 weeks to “bake” in there, but from what I understand most babies are head down by now. And true, we might never know if he just turns on his own or if it will be the adjustments, but at least I’ll know that I’m doing everything in my power to facilitate a natural birth for him!

So, in addition to the chiropractic adjustments, here are the other things I’ve been doing:

  • Lateral lunges, daily
  • Breech tilt (pillows under the tush), 2-3 times weekly
  • Ironing board (used like a plank), 2-3 times daily
  • Warmth and cold, daily and mostly in conjunction with the ironing board
  • Warm baths, 2-3 times weekly
  • Music (on mah bellah), daily
  • Reclining as little as possible
  • Homeopathic remedy Pulsatilla 30X

I think I have all my bases covered, so if he doesn’t turn by week 39 (in a month), I guess a natural birth just wasn’t meant to be. 😉

My Love List

Wednesday, September 17th, 2008

Jenn over at Free and Flawed has been posting her love lists over the past few months. Since today is my birthday and I’ve been kinda bummed lately, I thought it would be a perfect chance to focus on all the good things in my life and post my love list.

If I remember correctly, though, you can’t list any family, friends, husbands, children, etc. So, within those boundaries, here is my love list.

I Love...I love sunny days and puffy clouds. The sound of wind blowing between treetops. Walking through grass in bare feet. Lazy days where doing nothing is doing something. Getting things done and the feeling of accomplishment afterward.

I love swinging in hammocks. The beach and walking along the shoreline. Wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Silly-looking socks. My Macbook. Blogging and reading other blogs. The sound of a cats purr. The feel of fluffy fur. Making connections with people. Making friends with animals. Bringing shy animals out of their shell. Making people happy.

I love a fully-stocked food pantry. Volunteering. Flowers, especially wild flowers. Plain yogurt with honey drizzled on top. Melon, but especially watermelon. Grapes. Nature. Taking photographs on my digital camera. Swimming in warm water. Wading in icy cold creeks. Black beans and Spanish rice. Warm soup on rainy days.

I love my baby bump. Warm slippers. Vanilla frozen yogurt with berry compote. Herbed rotisserie chicken. Trees. Watching butterflies and dragonflies. Our house. Our neighborhood. Reading a good book on a cold day while drinking a cup of hot tea.

What do you love?

It’s My Party and I’ll Cry if I Want To

Tuesday, September 16th, 2008

I hate my birthday. There, I’ve said it. I can’t remember a time in the past 7 years (since 9/11) that I’ve really enjoyed my birthday.

This year I thought it would be different. I told myself that I’d make sure I would have a fun birthday, past 7 years be damned! I even bought a gluten-free cake mix (vanilla, of course!) from Whole Foods so I could actually have a birthday cake. I can’t even remember the last time I had a birthday cake. I also picked up some of the oh so bad frosting (vanilla, of course!) to smear on top. You know the kind.. partially hydrogenated, sugary, just awful for you, but oh so delicious.

Well, despite my best efforts, my plan to have a birthday cake has massively failed. I just finished wiping up the entire top of the cake that crumbled when I tried to slide it out of the pan onto the cooling rack. I followed all of the directions to a T, cooling it in the pan for the recommended time.

My ruined birthday cake.

My ruined birthday cake.

So, see.. I just hate my birthday. Not much seems to go right around this time of year for me, so for the past 7 birthdays I have yet to be excited or look forward to that supposedly special day when I was born.

Can I just pick another day and start celebrating it on that day, instead? Maybe sometime in Spring? Because, seriously, I give up. September 17th just isn’t a fun birthday anymore.