Showing posts with label birth. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birth. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Success!

11:19 PM

So, my doula really was magic!  Bean came, and without my amazing doula it would have been a much more difficult experience.  More on that later.  Probably.  For now, here's the obligatory baby picture:


Bean is more fun and more challenging than I could have ever imagined.  I've learned so much already and I somehow imagined I'd be blogging about my journey into motherhood.  However, I spend my days focusing on feeding Bean and sometimes me and doing my best to see that we both get enough sleep.  That pretty much takes what I've got (I already worry about what I'll do when it's time for Bean's sequel.  Sigh).  We'll see if I write more as her night sleeps continue to lengthen (Don't laugh.  It could happen.  Wait, are you laughing at the thought of me blogging more or her sleeping more?  Seriously, both are legitimately possible.  I swear [but a little less now that there's a little one around.  you never know when they start to pick up on things]!)

Monday, August 16, 2010

Doula Magic

9:00 AM

As I am approaching my birth experience, my blog will probably begin to revolve more and more around my crazy hippie ideas and philosophies.  I have a lot to say as I have spent much time pondering and studying (in fact, Wonderman has multiple times expressed bewilderment at how much thought I have put into this process, as he can't imagine doing so himself.  I told him that is why I am having the baby and not him).  We've talked a lot about doulas.  I have a lot to say on the subject, and I haven't even hired a doula yet (let's all pray that I have time to find a great match in between my rush home and Bean's rush appearance).  I only wish I had seen this post (I have to confess, it's a link from another blog I read, but I don't remember which one.  I just open links that seem interesting and then have a bunch of tabs open and sometimes have no idea why when I get around to looking at them) earlier, as I think it may have convinced Wonderman a little sooner about the benefits of having a doula.  She describes my thoughts quite succinctly, although I do not think that Wonderman is a lame tard.

Conclusion:  Who wouldn't want a doula?  It seems crazy to do this without one.  And I may be crazy, but not like that.