Yay! Finally heard Peanut's little heart a beating - So crazy!!!
Dr says I am measuring perfect for 17 weeks and am a super healthy pregnant lady, despite me feeling like a house. She said my blood pressure was perfect so no matter how I think I look, I am not to worry about my weight.
2 more weeks until our 20 wk scan and our first OB appt and then we are 1/2 way done. WOW, May is coming FAST!
We have also booked our doula and signed up for our Hypnobabies class and I am so excited. I am so very determined to have an unmedicated delivery and really feel that this will help me achive this. I have head from some close friends such fantastic things about it and how wonderfully it worked for them I am hoping the same will be for me.
For more info on our doula lynn - here is her website:
http://yourbirthsong.com/
For more info on Hypnobabies - here you have it
http://www.hypnobabies.com/
http://ecochildsplay.com/2011/11/01/childbirth-hypnosis-a-safer-healthier-alternative-to-epidurals/
Monday, December 12, 2011
Friday, December 9, 2011
A Beautiful Truth
A great friend of mine sent me this link the other day and I just finished watching it. I am moved, mad and sad. I wish more people would open their minds to the alternatives that exists and not immediately run to modern science for the cures to what ails them. They don't have all the answers and they are sometime the cause of the suffering.
I have put my foot down an no longer accept fluoride at the dentist and will continue to do so for myself and my children
I want to have my last amalgam removed but are fearful of it not being done properly
I am vegan and will be for the rest of my life and I will raise my children as such
Yes I am passionate, but not without reason. If you care about yourself, do the right thing and watch this and think about the choices you make and the way you live:
A Beautiful Truth
Raised on a wildlife reserve in Alaska, 15-year-old Garrett was interested in the dietary habits of the farm animals. After the tragic death of his mother, Garrett's father decided to home-school his son and assigned a book written by Dr. Max Gerson that proposed a direct link between diet and a cure for cancer. Fascinated, Garrett embarks in this documentary on a cross-country road trip to investigate The Gerson Therapy. He meets with scientists, doctors and cancer survivors who reveal how it is in the best interest of the multi-billion dollar medical industry to dismiss the notion of alternative and natural cures
I have put my foot down an no longer accept fluoride at the dentist and will continue to do so for myself and my children
I want to have my last amalgam removed but are fearful of it not being done properly
I am vegan and will be for the rest of my life and I will raise my children as such
Yes I am passionate, but not without reason. If you care about yourself, do the right thing and watch this and think about the choices you make and the way you live:
A Beautiful Truth
Raised on a wildlife reserve in Alaska, 15-year-old Garrett was interested in the dietary habits of the farm animals. After the tragic death of his mother, Garrett's father decided to home-school his son and assigned a book written by Dr. Max Gerson that proposed a direct link between diet and a cure for cancer. Fascinated, Garrett embarks in this documentary on a cross-country road trip to investigate The Gerson Therapy. He meets with scientists, doctors and cancer survivors who reveal how it is in the best interest of the multi-billion dollar medical industry to dismiss the notion of alternative and natural cures
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Pillow Forts Ain't Just for Kids Anymore
Yup, you read right, I am a grown woman now sleeping in a pillow fort in an attempt to actually sleep, avoid hip and back pain and eleviate boob and belly strain. I think P is in the bed with me most nights but I cant be sure since once I am in my fort, I cant see what is going on outside of it.
But I am sleeping again and it sure beats buying a $70 pregnancy pillow.
Ha!
And really, who dosent love a pillow fort right?
But I am sleeping again and it sure beats buying a $70 pregnancy pillow.
Ha!
And really, who dosent love a pillow fort right?
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Merry Preggo Christmas - Part #1
Went out to my first Christmas party last night, P's annual corporate bash in Whistler. Had an amazing afternoon with a 90 min massage and grabbed tea with some great girlfriends.
THEN, we went to the party and the night went into the toilet.
I was in a black dress and killer boots, rocking some great hair and makeup, feeling like a million bucks and only a little worried I looked like a whale.
First comment came at 5 minutes into the night: "Woah! How much weight have you gained already, you must have gone up at least 2 sizes".
Uuuuuh, ok ... I am stunned into silence - ME!
2nd comment: "I was gonna say, either you've been slamming back the beers or something is going on in there" - Followed by an unwelcome pat of the belly.
Wow, ummm. Forced smiles and stiff uncomfortable laughter
3rd comment: 'You're only due in May? You keep going like that and you'll start to fall forward". - Followed by an second unwelcome pat of the belly.
Anger and tears now brewing. Keep it together E-Dot!
Wholly hell did my self esteem go into the toilet fast. I am fully aware of how much weight I have gained and where it is showing up (face, ass and gut). I am also very aware that I should be able to take these things with a grain of salt, but it was hard. Add in the fact that any woman I spoke to all night only wanted to talk pregnancy, babies, motherhood and was free with giving out LOADs of suggestions and advise (some great, some very annoying), that I was honestly the only sober person in a room of 100 drunks and that P was off and in fine form, the night had a emotionally charged feel to it.
Then my headache returned - for the love of god. I called it a night at 10:30pm, with a hammered P walking me home to the hotel. He left me in bed, chugging water and smothered in drunk man kisses. He went back to continue his bender as I sat there watching Bring it On and praying to god that
a) I dont become a massive whale of a woman over the next 6 months; and
b) that my EFFING never-ending headache will someday leave.
I guess I need to chin up, but I may snap if people continue to make "honest" comments about my body, touch me (this one really gets me furious), and offer "advice".
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Doulas
Doula:
A Doula is someone[1] who provides non-medical support to women and their families during labour and childbirth, and also the postpartum period. A doula helps fill this gap by providing support to the woman and her partner or support system throughout the childbearing year. A doula does not replace the support system; instead, they help support them so that they can focus on loving and encouraging the laboring woman. Doulas can serve as a source of information during pregnancy, labor and birth. A doula assists families in gathering information about their pregnancy, labor and the options available for delivery.
P and I are in the process of interviewing Doulas. Since I have been directed into using the services of an OB rather than my preferred route of using a midwife (both P and my Dr think that based on my history, its best to go the medical route for this kiddo), and we will not have the luxury of being surrounded by family and friends for Peanuts arrival, I feel that we need a 3rd party that will act as a support and provide guidance and strength when the going gets going.
So in classic E fashion I set up interviews with 3 different ladies, the first of which just concluded. Such lovely ladies. They have been present for 40 births and have worked at the hospital that we will deliver at. They are local and will be on call for us from the moment we secure their services and have no limited on time spent with us once labour begins.
i realized while talking with them just how nervous I am about the rest of this pregnancy and just how scary it is going to be to go into labour and deliver my child, never mind my new role as a MOTHER!
I have to admit it. I am scared. I am a tough gal, but this has me shaking
Meeting with another doula tomorrow and will ponder our decision over a 90 minute massage and a festive weekend in Whistler. Tis the Season!
P and I are in the process of interviewing Doulas. Since I have been directed into using the services of an OB rather than my preferred route of using a midwife this time (both P and my Dr think that based on my history, its best to go the medical route for this kiddo), and we will not have the luxury of being surrounded by family and friends for Peanuts arrival, I feel that we need a 3rd party that will act as a support and provide guidance and strength when the going gets going.
So in classic E fashion I set up interviews with 3 different ladies, the first of which just concluded. Such lovely ladies. They have been present for 40 births and have worked at the hospital that we will deliver at. They are local and will be on call for us from the moment we secure their services and have no limited on time spent with us once labour begins.
I realized while talking with them just how nervous I am about the rest of this pregnancy and just how scary it is going to be to go into labour and deliver my child, never mind my new role as a MOTHER!
I have to admit it - I am a tough gal, but this has me shaking.
Meeting with another doula tomorrow and will ponder our decision over a 90 minute massage and a festive weekend in Whistler. Tis the Season!
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