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Wait, I'm how old again?

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Every once in a while something happens that makes me realize that I'm not the 17-year-old I usually picture in my head.  Many apparent milestones pass me by, but somehow this one just slammed right into me:  I'm the mother of a child who lost a tooth! P.S.  He doesn't ride in the front seat of course... he just likes to come up and push the automatic door buttons for me and I snagged this pic.

Hypnobabies Birth Review

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I really want to talk about my experience with Hypnobabies in part because I found the reviews I read a little confusing (but so positive that I just went ahead and bought the home-study course anyway).  What I came across was several glowing reviews where it seemed to have worked just like the mama hoped, and several glowing reviews where either the mama didn't use it or said it didn't work.  This program has hardly any actual negative reviews, and what was there didn't seem very relevant to me. I was a little confused by this--5 stars and she didn't even use it for her birth?  5 stars and she didn't think it worked? I get it now. First, I want to say that if you are using the program, I really encourage you to bring up your Bubble of Peace, or maybe skip this and come back after your birth.  My experience was really different from the one that you are working to cultivate, even though I would definitely recommend the program.  I'm a fan of hypnosis, I co

Birth Story

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Obviously, I'm not pregnant anymore!  In fact, we've just had our 1 month pediatric appointment for this fast-growing boy.  Ian Thomas Kitsye Watt joined us on March 14, 2017 at 3:45 pm.  He was 9 lbs 4 oz and 21 inches long. This birth completely defied our expectations, both because it was so vastly "off course" from what we thought we had planned (ha!) and because nonetheless we found it so tremendously satisfying.  Here we are a few days before this story unfolds. Yes, even the dog is looking in the right direction! Starting around 38 weeks I started having "false labor."  Only, not the braxton-hicks contractions that tighten up part of your belly and make a seasoned mom wonder for a moment.  I mean full-belly, coordinated contractions every 4-15 minutes for six or more hours, complete with sweating or shivering.  They were never uncomfortable, but they were intense, and they left me exhausted.  Every other night for a week, we geared up, thinkin

Hypnobabies Review - Week 4 and Time Management

I'm 33 weeks pregnant now, and I've got half of the Hypnobabies materials behind me.  Ideally, you do the 6 weeks of course materials and then a few more weeks of maintenance, listening to all the tracks again on a specific schedule.  I'll finish the course's 6 weeks at 36.5 weeks pregnant, so chances are, I'll get a few turns through the maintenance, although in my midwife's experience, second babies *usually* come within a week of first babies, so it's reasonable to think he might be here as soon as 37.5 weeks. Obviously I'm not counting on that, but I'm also not counting on getting more time, so I'm trying to stick closely to the Hypnobabies curriculum. The best thing about Hypnobabies so far has been something I've actually seen others complain about--the time commitment.  Here's the thing.  I'm going to obsess about something during this pregnancy, whether it's something good or bad. Here are some examples of other things

Hypnobabies - Week 1

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Sunday I was 31 weeks pregnant, and now that I'm having regular prenatals with my home-birth midwife, I decided it was time to face the music that this pregnancy is actually going to result in an actual birth.  My son was born at home, with the same midwife, and while I feel confident it was the right choice for me, my son's birth was many things I wasn't expecting.  It was a lot harder than I anticipated, and rather than coming out feeling like the empowered home-birth mamas I kept reading about, I just felt totally side-swiped by it. Nothing was ever WRONG in that birth, I was always safe and well taken care of, and my son's vitals never indicated that he was stressed or in any danger.  It was just hard.  And extremely painful.  And I felt out of control and like I got run over by a truck.  I didn't even feel particularly great when he was finally born, and I think my exhaustion and overwhelm really delayed our bonding, which might have contributed (along with