Under Construction

I'm baaaack! I have so much to update on. First, I want to get my layout figured out first. Anyway, thanks to all of you who have stuck around. I'm definitely looking forward to blogging lots more in the future.

3 Men and a Lady, Plus a Baby!

Yeppers, I'M PREGNANT!!!!!! We found out almost three weeks ago, which is the main reason my blogging has come to a stand still. We technically don't know the due date, but it's around the last week of March, no later than April 1st. I'm so glad it didn't take near as long to conceive this baby compared to my last pregnancy. We are still undecided if we'll find out if it's pink or blue, but I will tell you that gender doesn't matter to us at all, healthy baby all the way!

I've had two ultrasounds now, and today's ultrasound showed a healthy round gestational sac, yolk sac, fetal pole, and a flickering heartbeat of 165 bpm (I will post a picture of the ultrasound, but it's a pretty crappy image due to the pretty crappy and old ultrasound machine). We will have another ultrasound on the 19th of August, which will then determine a more accurate due date (today's machine wasn't cooperating with measurements and dating). I will definitely keep you all posted.

Gestational sac with the yolk sac and fetal pole located on the top left, she was measuring bpm here

Blogging will definitely pick up more as I start feeling better. I'm suffering from pretty severe nausea all day long and fatigue. Now, I'm not complaining about having morning, excuse me "all day" sickness, because I know it's a sign of a healthy growing baby. However, it may put blogging on the back burner until I start feeling like my normal self, which I hope is sooner than later.

I'm planning on blogging throughout my entire pregnancy, especially with this being our last. I will also talk about my thoughts (pros and cons) on either attempting a VBA2C or having a repeat csection. I'm definitely looking forward to sharing my pregnancy journey with you.

Taking a Blogging Break

Hello everyone. I signed in and noticed I lost two readers, which is completely understandable. Since we've been back from vacation things have been crazy busy with our family.

I will be back to blogging sometime in the next four weeks, but right now I need to take a break. Hopefully you all can understand, and after my little break, I will be back into blogging full swing. Thanks for understanding.

Ultimate Mom's Night Out

Last night, I was lucky enough to be given an opportunity to attend the Ultimate Mom's Night Out with a few friends of mine. The event was put on by Amy from Deals For Dayton and Kate from Savvy Little Women. I was definitely in dire need of a night out, especially after a long two weeks trying to help my baby fight a terrible ear infection (a completely different blog post for a different day).

The evening started off with delicious sandwiches from the Submarine House, crackers and cheese, yummy macaroni and potato salad, chocolate fondue from The Melting Pot, and they even had frozen margarita's. They also passed around these fun little cake lollipops that were absolutely divine from Lulee's Lollies. After my girlfriends and I finished eating, it was time to mingle.

They had an entire table set up with various giveaways (you were given, I believe 20 tickets at the beginning of the evening) from a Boogie Wipes giveaway, to Thirty One giveaways, and they were even giving away tickets to COSI (Columbus | Dynamic Hands-On Science Center). You could put one or all your tickets into one box (I put over half in the one for COSI, love that place). I wasn't lucky enough to win any of the giveaways, but I did end up going home with a fabulous swag bag filled with goodies and coupons.

Besides given the opportunity to win free stuff, they also had representatives from Mary Kay, Lia Sophia, and Beaute Box (she was doing free shellac manicures). Not to mention, a massage therapist was there giving us free massages, which was probably the best 10 minutes (not sure if it was that long or not) of my day.

It was a fabulous evening filled with yummy food, amazing company, and swag bags. This event also gave me some neat ideas. I was thinking, "how much fun it would be to have a "night out" like this for my fellow military wives and mommies?" I've spoken about this idea to a few others, and maybe/hopefully we can get something in the works to have one.

All mommies (and daddies) are well deserving of an evening out every once and a while. I know I am!

Independence Day

Our family had a pretty laid back holiday weekend. We are still catching up on our to-do list upon returning home from our 5-week stay in Nebraska. 4th of July is my absolute favorite holiday, and not just because I'm a military wife. I love the BBQs, fireworks, warm weather, and being able to celebrate our nation's birthday and what it stands for with friends and family.

We celebrated the 4th of July at a friend's house down the street. She was gracious enough to open up her home to us and a few other families. I made Happy Potatoes and a flag fruit pizza (I will share the recipes of both at the bottom of this blog post). The food, company, and all the fun made for a great celebration of our nation's birthday.

Here are a few pictures from our day of celebration:

Flag Fruit Pizza

Yummy Food

P-Man

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All the men surrounding the grill

Recipes:

Flag Fruit Pizza:

Ingredients

• 1 (16 1/2 ounce) packages Pillsbury sugar cookie dough ( 1-2 packages. depends on how thick you want your crust to be, I use 2)
• 3/4 cup confectioners' sugar
• 2 teaspoons vanilla
• 2 (8 ounce) packages cream cheese ( softened)
• 1 (8 ounce) containers Cool Whip ( thawed)
• fresh fruit, any kind you may like ( i.e. kiwi, strawberries, grapes, oranges, bananas, etc.)

Directions

• Cut sugar cookie dough into 1/4-inch thick pieces.
• Lay it down on a greased pizza pan or rectangular pan.
• Press dough till pressed together.
• Bake in 350°F oven for 10 minutes or until brown.
• Let it cool completely.
• While baking your crust, get a large bowl and mix together sugar,vanilla,and cream cheese.
• Fold in Cool Whip.
• Spread mixture onto baked crust (that is completely cooled.) When spread on, cut up your fresh fruit and place onto your pizza.
• Then put in refrigerator for an hour to chill.
• Then your ready to eat and enjoy.
• Another great and fun way to make this is using the rectangular pan is to use blueberries and strawberries to make an American flag.
• Use the blueberries as stars and strawberries and raspberries as stripes.

Happy Potatoes:

Ingredients

• 1 bag of frozen hashbrowns
• 1 can of cream of celery
• 1 8oz container of sour cream
• 1 cup of shredded cheddar cheese or american cheese
• 2 cups of Cornflakes or Frosted Flakes (for an added sugar taste)
• 1 stick of butter, melted

Directions

• Preheat oven to 325 degrees
• Line 9 x 13 pan with frozen hashbrowns
• Mix cream of celery, sour cream, and cheese in a small-medium sized mixing bowl
• Pour over potatoes and mix in a little
• Sprinkle Cornflakes or Frosted Flakes
• Pour melted butter over top
• Bake 30 minutes covered, and then another 30 minutes uncovered for a total of 60 minutes

Birth: Putting Things Into Perspective

A Mother's Power To Birth

by Lisa

I have given birth at home twice. The hospital birth of my first son was a parade of intervention after intervention, which led to a much longer and more painful recovery than is necessary in a normal birth. Going into the hospital changed my birth from a perfectly healthy, natural occurrence into a medical situation in which my body was assumed to be incapable of birthing on its own. I knew then that it wasn't right, but I didn’t know of any other way. I didn’t realize that women had choices! When I got pregnant for the second time, my plan was to birth with a midwife in a birth center, but I soon learned that Dayton doesn't have any freestanding birth centers. Home birth wasn't even an option in my mind at first. It took much reading for me to even entertain the idea, and then when it started sounding less crazy and more interesting, I was sure that I'd have to have a midwife there directing the entire process. But when I began researching midwives to do home births, I found that there were very few to choose from in my area, that there were some serious cliques and politics involved in the small underground group, that they each charged a hefty fee (which would be out of pocket, since Tricare insurance won’t touch home birth), and that they would be opening themselves to liability with the state of Ohio, which has no laws protecting midwives. As I researched home birth more I learned about unassisted childbirth (freebirthing) and that some people forgo the midwife altogether! I became really confident in my ability to have the baby with no medical assistance, although I thought it would be nice to have someone around that had done this before. I was able to find a couple of women that attend home births for no charge, since they couldn’t guarantee their presence at the birth due to full schedules, and they didn’t have any emergency equipment beyond herbs and homeopathy and some emergency experience. They were basically available to people who didn’t mind “doing it on their own” if it came to that. They were knowledgeable and kind, and exactly what I was looking for in terms of a very hands-off approach to birth.

My beautiful daughter was born at home with these women after an exciting, painful, and empowering 9 hour labor. I carried her for 42.5 weeks, and you better believe I was getting antsy and just about as uncomfortable as humanly possible! But she came at the perfect time. Natural, spontaneous labor was completely different than the induced labor I had experienced in the hospital, and while it was painful, it was also completely doable. The pain was a different kind of pain – it had a definite beginning and end, with the end of each contraction releasing an amazing cocktail of chemicals that completely relaxed and encouraged me. Being in my home, in my bed with my own clothes, and with only the people around that I chose, gave me the freedom to do and sound like whatever I wanted. I truly can’t imagine being able to feel the same authority to experience labor as loud or as quiet, as naked or as dressed, or as up or as down as I needed to if I were in a hospital setting. I know that women do have natural births in hospitals, and I have great respect for them, because I think that it’s much harder than birthing naturally at home. I needed the complete comfort and security that my home offered in order to focus in the way that I needed to birth the baby. After this awesome experience, I knew I could never birth away from home again!

I was due with my third child on November 9th, and even though my other two children had carried very late I thought that this one would come sooner. I felt so much more "pre-labor" than I ever did before, and I was sure that that meant I would be having the baby on time, if not early. A week or two before I was due I had a strong contraction that hit me while I was making breakfast. It rendered me frozen in place, seemed to lessen on occasion to allow me to change position, pour a glass of milk for the kids, sit on the couch, and then it started up again. It never completely went away during that time, and it was very painful, lasting for close to an hour before subsiding all together. I was so excited - I was sure labor was starting. I had never had contractions without being in labor before. But after that hour it was over, and contractions didn't pick up again for about two more weeks. Once they did they were painless tightening sensations that came and went whenever they pleased, keeping to no rhythm whatsoever. Two weeks of those erratic contractions were making me crazy, and since my mom was only in town for a few weeks we were all growing concerned that she would miss the birth. During the pregnancy I was told a few times that the baby was posterior, so I can only guess that my two weeks of painless contractions were simply getting the baby into a better position for labor to actually start and go smoothly.

At 41 weeks I began losing my mucous plug, which I thought was a sign that labor would be starting very soon, as it had with Melody's labor. But, to my great disappointment, I lost little bits of it for another week before anything happened. I tried to keep reminding myself that my body worked - it had birthed before and it would do it again. God's timing was perfect, and He was in control. But birth is such a crazy, miraculous thing that I'll never be able to fully grasp, and it was hard to let go and completely surrender no matter how hard I tried. I was very impatient, and not only did I not want to be pregnant anymore, but I wanted the baby to come so that I could be assured, once again, that it would all work out and my body really did know what it was doing.

On Tuesday, November 23rd, I was at Chick-Fil-A with the kids for a playgroup with our Le Leche League friends. At about 11 am I had another very painful contraction that grabbed a hold of me and didn't let go for a number of minutes. I had stood up to go to the bathroom and was frozen in place. I started to panic inside, because I was in so much pain and I thought it may be because I had to empty my bladder, but I knew that there was no way I could make it to the bathroom. After a few minutes it lessened, but it didn't release completely for a while longer. For the rest of the day I had the same painless contractions I had been having before, however this time they were regular. They stayed around 10 minutes apart all day long. But by midnight when they hadn't amounted to anything else, I went to be disappointed. I was now 42 weeks and 2 days pregnant.

At 1:15 am I awoke to a strong, painful contraction. More contractions followed and remained painful and 5 minutes apart for the next 25 minutes, so I then called my friend. I still wasn't sure if this was the real deal, since I had been let down so much before. But they were strong and regular, so I told her she could come over now. Dominic, my mom, and my older sister were here with me. My friend arrived and called a couple of other friends to join us. I spent the next couple of hours on my bed, moaning and swaying with my pillow. I tried to escape the contractions, but I couldn't. In my labor with Melody I vocalized the entire 9 hours. I yelled "ooooh" with every contraction. It seemed to help me cope - it was like I was yelling at my contractions, keeping them in check. At the end, during transition, vocalizing was all I could do to keep from feeling like I was just going to fall apart. This time, though, vocalizing didn't help much at all. I tried it a bit, but it seemed to almost annoy me more than anything else, so I stopped. When I stopped Dominic was worried that the contractions had lessened, but they definitely hadn't! With each contraction I remember rocking or swaying my head from side to side with my eyes closed, trying to run away in my mind. I held my pillow, and sometimes laid on it, but I didn't get off of my bed the entire time. My friends and family came upstairs to check on my occasionally, but mostly stayed downstairs. I was so tired, and that made the whole thing harder because I just wanted to go to sleep. I wanted to push the pause button and rest! At one point my friend, Dominic, my mom and sister were all in the room with me, and my friend was talking about something to them while I was having a contraction. I yelled at them to "Be quiet!!" And then I mumbled "just when I'm having a contraction...” I had to focus only on my body, and outside noise was adding stress. The contractions were getting slightly more intense and I was feeling a lot of pressure. I remember thinking that my water was going to break at any second because the pressure was so strong, and I felt a little fear at the understanding that there was nothing I could do to stop it. It was happening and I was completely out of control.

Around 4 am a friend and Dominic were in the room with me, and my friend suggested that I try to go pee. I did NOT want to get up! Dominic asked if he could go downstairs and get a snack (he hadn't left my side the whole time), and we said yes, so he did. All of a sudden I had a third strong contraction that didn't come and go like normal - it was sharp and didn't let up. I was standing by my bed frozen in pain; I felt stuck again. The baby was also moving during the contraction, which is something I'd never felt before and something I never want to feel again! His movement brought a whole new element of pain to the contraction. I was standing by the bed, whining at my friend that I couldn't move, and I didn't know what to do! It lessened after a few minutes and I made my way to the toilet. I can't remember if I peed or not, but I quickly had another contraction and my body started pushing. Not me, my body. It is so strange to have your body do something that you can't control. With that push my water broke and I yelled out in fear and excitement. It sort of exploded, just like it had with Melody. I knew the baby would be out any minute. Dominic says he heard me yell and ran upstairs, never getting to eat his rice! Everyone else ran upstairs, too, and grabbed all the cameras and met me in the bathroom. Luckily we have a big bathroom! Altogether there were 7 of us in there. My friend said that the water was clear, but later told me that there was meconium in the water but she had said it was clear so as not to worry me. I began to panic - the baby was coming, and I knew there was no way I could get off of the toilet in time! I was sure I'd push the baby out in to the toilet and then we'd have to get it out somehow, but I didn't know how! Watching the video I looked fairly calm, but inside I remember distinctly panicking about having the baby in the toilet. My mom asked me if I wanted to get up and I told her to "carry me". Ha! I'm 10 months pregnant, but please just lift me up and carry me to the bed! I put all my weight on her and my friend, and they did their best to lift me to a standing position in front of the toilet. I felt the next contraction, I felt my body pushing and I felt the baby coming down. Even though Melody's birth was un-medicated, I don't remember feeling the same sensations that I felt this time. I could feel him coming down the canal - I remember feeling his nose inside me. The only words I uttered were "Baby. Baby." This was my warning to Dominic to catch the baby! I felt him emerge, his head and then after just a moment the rest of him shot out. It was all in one contraction. And he really did shoot out - just like Melody. Apparently that's how I have them. And to think, I pushed Julian for an hour in the hospital! Dominic had to move fast to catch him, and because of my position he almost hit the back of the toilet! Dominic is a pro baby catcher now :) It was 4:14 am.

After I knew the baby was out I think I said something like "Thank God". The whole time I was in so much pain, I was so tired, and I was sure I couldn't do it. It is the highest mountain I will ever climb. It is the most terrifying and exciting thing anyone can ever go through. And I knew I couldn’t do it. Most women either catch their babies themselves or quickly take them and hold them. I didn't with Melody, and I didn't with Adrian. Both times I didn't even look at them for a few moments; I was too busy sort of regrouping myself. I had both of them standing up, so I stayed in my position and cried for a moment. I was so overwhelmed with relief and amazement that I couldn't even look yet. Adrian started crying soon and cried a LOT. Melody had been so peaceful, but this one was angry! I finally sat down and Dominic sort of weaved the cord through my legs so I could hold him. He looked just like Julian. I looked and saw that he was a boy (I had told no one to say the gender until I saw for myself). I felt very good. Very healthy and alert. Not in much pain. I sat on the toilet and held him for a long time. After about 5 or 10 minutes my body started pushing with another contraction and I knew that the placenta was coming, so my friend quickly lifted the toilet seat and put in the sitz bath so I could push it out right into there. Very convenient!

After a little while they helped me walk back to the bed and laid there for the next couple of hours with Adrian (whose name we hadn't decided on yet). My mom cut his very long cord after it had turned completely white and stopped pulsing.
I am so grateful to have gotten to experience 2 wonderful home births. Home birth is the right option for me. I know it isn't the right option for every woman, but I do wish that if nothing else I could just encourage other women to have faith in their bodies. To trust their inherent ability to birth. I am here to tell you that your body is not a lemon. We are perfectly designed, and the many emergencies that arise in the hospitals are more often than not caused by hospital interventions. When left alone, birth is almost always uneventful. Just the way it should be ;)

I'll end this with the inscription I included in Adrian's birth announcements. I did not write it, but I love it:

Adrian Scot Gorski was born

without technology or instruments

with no assistance, by his mother's own power

in utter peace, in his own home

surrounded by love, safety, and warmth.

His entrance into the world

a testament

to the complete rightness of

birth in its purest form.

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**Please let me know if you would like to share your birth experience and be apart of my blog series, "Birth: Putting Things Into Perspective" Feel free to contact me via email at 3menandalady06@gmail.com. This will not only give someone the opportunity to have a voice, but to educate someone on their options as a woman and mother.**

Traveling

I'm blogging via cellphone from our Honda Odyssey. We are currently traveling home from Nebraska. I hope to get back.into blogging as soon as we're home and settled.