Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
I like the two word summary, "birth coach," but in reality my role as a doula is so much more.
Having a doula isn't always about a non-medicated birth, but more about educating women on the options they have for their baby's delivery, providing hands-on support of their birth plan, and having a non hospital staffer present throughout their birth experience to assist and encourage.
I have taken some time away from doula work for a few reasons, but the main one being that I have a good paying, full time, non-flexible office job, and I can't get away for mid week deliveries...
But, I love being in the delivery room with laboring parents. Every time I step through the door I feel humbled and honored to be invited to assist in one of the most intimate life experiences each couple may ever have. I loved the birth experience, even before I had experienced it for myself.
And then I delivered Brooks...without a drop of drugs. I could not and would not have done it without my incredible team. Bryant and our doula, Amy Jo were irreplaceable. As with nearly all deliveries, there came a point when I looked up at them with exhaustion in my eyes and begged for pain medicine, but they believed in me. They knew our birth plan, and most of all, they knew I could do it...and they were right.
Amy Jo, who has been a doula for nearly 13 years has been encouraging me to get back into the delivery room, and my midwife has asked me several times when I will start practicing again, but in truth I needed some time to heal. I was not physically or emotionally wounded from my birth experience, but I needed time to process it, to understand it better.
Last night I had the opportunity to assist in a close friend's delivery. I was a little nervous before going in because I was afraid I would have forgotten all of my techniques, and this was the first time I had been back in a delivery room since Brooks' delivery over six months ago.
However, as I stepped through the door, and watched an incredible woman through her first contraction, it came pouring back, but with a greater enthusiasm and knowledge. I had been in her position. I knew what the "wave" of a contraction felt like, I knew how to relax and let the contraction work with your body. I knew what it meant to take a cleansing breath and let each contraction go. I was able to coach her through it all, and I loved every second of it.
As soon as I got into my car to leave the hospital I called Amy Jo to debrief. She almost immediately asked me if I am ready to get back into it and work with her...and without hesitation, I knew that I was.
Friday, October 16, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
On a good note, Brooks is on the verge of sleeping through the night.
No more feedings...but, probably close to 15 trips to his crib to put his bink back in his mouth.
I know, all you mommy experts out there are judging my skills right now because after all, according to every book he should have been sleeping through the night months ago.
You're right. But, when you have to bring your infant to the office 50+ hours a week, it is essential he sleep as long and hard during the day as possible, therefore, his night sleep schedule has totally suffered. At least he is not sleeping in our bed any more... baby steps here, people. Literally.
Back to last night. Bryant has a horrible chest cold, so he went to bed around 8:30.
In order to be proactive and try to get in some quality sleep, I went to bed at 9:30.
The baby started his binky war around 11:30.
By 12:30, he finally fell asleep for good.
As I shuffled back to bed, I heard the dog meandering around downstairs, but figured she was up because I was up.
Wrong. I woke around 12:45 to the awful smell of dog diet gone wrong.
My stairs were the blast zone for the bombs.
I was up until about 1:30 scrubbing the carpet.
As I went back to bed, I realized I was too wound up to sleep, so I watched Private Practice on my Iphone...and started into Grey's...and finally...finally...dozed to sleep sometime between 2:30-3:00.
At 5:45 the babes woke up crying, ready for his breakfast.
I went to show a house at 8:30, and stopped back by our house on my way to the office to feed Brooks again. As I sat on the couch, I noticed another pile of goods left from the dog.
The first tear fell.
My conclusion: I need a solid, full, long, day at the spa...or a two week vacation to somewhere warm...and sunny, with a nanny and a full staff of people to take care of me.
Probably not going to happen. But, a girl can dream.
Monday, October 12, 2009
This weekend we spent a lot of time together as a family. Saturday we took Brooks swimming at the Snowmass Rec center. After about an hour of bobbing around the pool, we grabbed our hiking gear and met the Everett's at the Capital Peak trail head and attempted to hike, but got weathered out...according to Khloe, the wind was "Rahring" like crazy and almost blew us off the mountain. (this is what she told a group of hikers as they finished up their hike).
We drove to the end of the road and found an incredible view of the mountains we see every day, but from much further away. To view pictures use the link in the list on the right.
Sunday was church, a quick trip to Glenwood to look at cars (minus the salesmen), and then dinner with friends we haven't seen in months.
Tonight we have our family photo session...at an undisclosed but super cool location. I am praying the weather holds out, and that we are photogenic...
Monday, September 28, 2009
He told me I could order boxes of organic apples from Paonia (a small farming town in a nearby valley) for $15/box.
One of my favorite past times with my Grandma McClure is canning fresh produce in her kitchen. Amy Jo and I thought this would be a great chance for us to make fun memories with her girls.
In total we canned 22 quarts of apple pie filling, 2 trays of baby food, made 2 fresh pies for the return of our happy hunters, and ate several apples with the kids along the way.
Being new to canning, it took us until 1:30am on Saturday and a few hours on Sunday to finish our task. We are hoping it will be a faster process next year, now that we are experts.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Last night I was getting Brooks ready for his bath.
I turned around to throw his clothes in the hamper.
When I turned back to him, he not only had his toe in his mouth,
but you could hear him sucking.
I think he was starting to get hungry.
Maybe he can join the Peking Acrobats road show... or not.
I would miss him too much.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
I love this one given to us by Aunt Amy Jo...
Which means we have every accessory...socks, blanket, onesie, pants, sweater and jumper...
Gotta love her Gymboree fetish!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Brooks is sporting one of his many Cougar outfits today in celebration...
So, from our house to yours...Go Cougs, and Merry Cougsmas Eve!
"And That's Another Cougar First Down!!!"
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
Although you can't see it, he is COVERED in cereal The aftermath...a smiling baby with a full tank