Sunday, September 28, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Mother's Day
What a perfect day for a blog entry.
Not sure why I couldn't blog through my pregnancy, just couldn't. It was like I didn't want to draw attention to myself, trying to fly under the radar.
I had a typical first trimester. Green with morning sickness, belching, sciatica, a kicking gag reflex and a thickening waistline right around the beginning of the second trimester.
Second trimester was afloat of maternal bliss. A perfectly cute round belly, great big apetite, sleeping well, no heartburn. Just diffuculty with pelvic pain and that gag reflex. Would feel the baby, then wouldn't feel a thing for days. It made for a nervous mamma. On Valentine's Day, I spent the afternoon on a monitor at the hospital to find that the baby was moving like a champ. Put my mind at ease.
Third trimester: Oh lawd I'm big! Difficulty sleeping, episodes of riding the hormonal runaway train, pelvic pain that stopped walking for exercise, crazy extremity edema, first signs of stretch marks, though not too bad!!! The great thing is that I feel Juliet move all the time and it makes me calm and happy to know that she is OK. She gets the hiccups every night that jolt my belly! She's moving furniture in there, namely my lower right rib. She seems to want to push it out some!! I notice that she sleeps at night a lot when I do. What a cutie!
Not sure why I couldn't blog through my pregnancy, just couldn't. It was like I didn't want to draw attention to myself, trying to fly under the radar.
I had a typical first trimester. Green with morning sickness, belching, sciatica, a kicking gag reflex and a thickening waistline right around the beginning of the second trimester.
Second trimester was afloat of maternal bliss. A perfectly cute round belly, great big apetite, sleeping well, no heartburn. Just diffuculty with pelvic pain and that gag reflex. Would feel the baby, then wouldn't feel a thing for days. It made for a nervous mamma. On Valentine's Day, I spent the afternoon on a monitor at the hospital to find that the baby was moving like a champ. Put my mind at ease.
Third trimester: Oh lawd I'm big! Difficulty sleeping, episodes of riding the hormonal runaway train, pelvic pain that stopped walking for exercise, crazy extremity edema, first signs of stretch marks, though not too bad!!! The great thing is that I feel Juliet move all the time and it makes me calm and happy to know that she is OK. She gets the hiccups every night that jolt my belly! She's moving furniture in there, namely my lower right rib. She seems to want to push it out some!! I notice that she sleeps at night a lot when I do. What a cutie!
Friday, October 5, 2007
How long can you hold your breath??
Well, I can for a month!! No blog entries in September at all!!
Eric and I both breathed sweet sighs of releif. Hoping that the Reign of infertility terror is well behind us. Now, we revel in our good fortune!! 108 heartbeats per minute. Such an active bean. Measuring 5 weeks 5 days (I'm 6 weeks today...that's gestational weeks). Due date 6/1/08, although that could change a number of times in the next few weeks!
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Jessica's Shower
It was a success. Great food and wine, lots of laughs and girl talk. An obscene amount of gifts. All that a shower should be. I'm happy that my friend had such a beautiful celebration.
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Lucy-fur
My mom rescued this angel dog! She's all terrier and quite the glamour girl! I fell in love with her!
She's come a long way. From growling and snarling, to trusting and sharing Walt's ice cream cones.
I hear she's taken up golf. A true rags-to-riches story!
Underrated Grief
by Molly FumiaWhat is the death of a child? It is, indeed a question mark. It is the loss of hope, of imaginings, of order within the future. It is a persistent, stinging regret, a lifetime of "what ifs." The life of a child, however shortened, is still very real to those who have already begun to imagine the future with a new baby and known, as only a happily pregnant woman can, his or her existence within her. It is a life simply unlived, and grief for the loss of that dream can be profound.
Having experienced two miscarriages, I suggest that it is an event capable of provoking deep longing and debilitating emptiness, especially for those who have no other children to offer relief from the pain. Where once life seemed full of hope and promise, only questions remain. What day would he have been born? What would she have been like? What are we missing, now that the baby we created is gone? The reality of motherhood has only begun to blossom when its source is suddenly taken away. Unable to keep up with such profound changes, both body and spirit continue to act as if the hope was still alive; that "feeling" given forth by the life within us persists for a long while after its death.
Grieving for your children lost to miscarriage is appropriate and should be honored. A small ceremony with your loved ones, planting a tree, time away to befriend the feelings and imagine a new future--all these concrete acts will help. The message is clear--if you are in pain, be kind to yourself. Grieve until you are healed. And enable others to grieve as they must.
Having experienced two miscarriages, I suggest that it is an event capable of provoking deep longing and debilitating emptiness, especially for those who have no other children to offer relief from the pain. Where once life seemed full of hope and promise, only questions remain. What day would he have been born? What would she have been like? What are we missing, now that the baby we created is gone? The reality of motherhood has only begun to blossom when its source is suddenly taken away. Unable to keep up with such profound changes, both body and spirit continue to act as if the hope was still alive; that "feeling" given forth by the life within us persists for a long while after its death.
Grieving for your children lost to miscarriage is appropriate and should be honored. A small ceremony with your loved ones, planting a tree, time away to befriend the feelings and imagine a new future--all these concrete acts will help. The message is clear--if you are in pain, be kind to yourself. Grieve until you are healed. And enable others to grieve as they must.
Excerpted with permission from "A Piece of My Heart: Living Through the Grief of Miscarriage, Stillbirth, or Infant Death" by Molly Fumia, Conari Press, 2000.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Jim & Donna
We had dinner with Jim and Donna two weeks ago. What a fabulous evening. I love the situation of their home on the pond, in the woods.
What sanctuary.
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