Tippy Tuesday-Mother/Daughter Dates

Finding time for each little person in a mom’s life can be difficult at times. I am finding that especially with school starting it is even more that way. Connecting with your child can range from simple to dramatic. Here is a peek¬†into my life with my six-year-old.

 Love that smile! She was thrilled about hanging out at Dairy Queen with Mom!

We were having a blast trying to take our own pictures while eating our ice cream! Oh, the silly faces we made! And I simply could not keep my eyes open on the pictures! We still talk about the fun time we had here! And all it took was a few dollars spent on ice cream and a camera!

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On a simpler note, last night I laid in bed with a tired little lad on one side and my daughter on the other. Instead of trying to hurry her off to sleep we laid there and talked and talked and giggled. It wasn’t anything really profound although we tried to decide if a cow burps or not. We were both convinced that monkeys probably due and we KNOW Daddy does for sure ūüôā

These are the things that I think have profound impact. I could have had me-time and though that isn’t all bad I would have missed connecting with my daughter.

How will you connect with loved ones in your life today? I’d be thrilled to hear from you, my readers!

Daily Ditto

“Do Lord! Oh, do Lord! Oh, do remember me! Do Lord! Oh, do Lord! Oh, do remember me! Do Lord! Oh, do Lord! Oh, do remember me! Way behind the blue!” The following came from my three-year¬†old’s rendition of this Negro spiritual. And do I ever need the Lord to remember me these days! I’m finding the adjustments of going from two to three children quite large. Some days I wonder if I will ever adjust. It feels as though my days are spent holding baby and willing the children to go outside and play in this gorgeous summer weather. Finding balance in taking care of baby and not neglecting the others is still something I’m learning. They were used to me spending hours reading to them, going outside with them and working while they played, and every other little thing. It’s not that baby is fussy except that I have discovered that drinking my morning caffeine¬†or any other part of the day caffeine¬†kick proves to make her seriously unhappy.¬† Kristyn has also discovered that she likes to be held to sleep.

Today I’d really like to hear from other moms of more than two. How did you help the adjustment from two to three to go more easily? What do you do to balance between all the needs of each of your children?

Contemplations on C-Section Births

With the birth of our daughter being born via c-section, many people have inquired whether I prefer a regular birth experience or a c-section. I thought I’d just share my birth story and some information I’ve gathered since, for your interest. Vaginal or cesarean? There are many thoughts and opinions surrounding those two words considering a birth experience.

Here is some information on Cesarean Births in the United States:

~The World Health Organization’s finds that c-sections performed above 10% is considered more harm than good. Currently the United States has a 32% rate of cesarean.

~Mayo Clinic reports that certain risks are higher after a Caesarean than after a vaginal birth this includes infections of the bladder/uterus, injury to the mother/baby, risks in future pregnancies and higher risk of postpartum depression.

~Common side effects of caesarean are fatigue, incision pain, constipation, bleeding, cramping, pelvic pain, depression, and post traumatic stress disorder.

For this pregnancy I had a midwife but still planned for a hospital birth. At¬†the last check-up before our daughter was born, the midwife said, “I think she’s breach”. She then ordered an ultrasound which proved not only was she a¬†breech baby she was a “double footling” breech baby. Only 3% of all breech babies are what they call a “double footling” breech. When this was confirmed, I knew the next day¬†I would have an appointment¬†with an OB/GYN¬†doctor who specializes in higher risk births. I inquired about my options. What could I do? What is safe? How long do I have? Can I wait till I go into labor on my own? Since the risks were too high, we scheduled a cesarean¬†the next day.¬†We had to be at the hospital at 6:00 a.m. for my c-section at 9:00. I was very scared and nervous. I had never had any major surgery. I was trembling. Thankfully, God knew who I needed for my anesthesiologist. There was a student who was cheerful and outgoing and then the experienced¬†one who was calm and very assuring. When they did wheel me into the operating room, I was so scared I began to cry. After administering the spinal block, I no longer had any feeling from my chest down but was totally cognitive. Everything then proceeded as an average c-section surgery.¬† Once in recovery they hooked me up to Pitocin to help control the bleeding so for the next 7 hours. On top of the surgical pain then I could also feel contractions from the “Pit”.¬† For twenty-four hours after surgery I was completely immobile. The hospital staff did excellent with pain relief and support.¬† It was very difficult to laugh, cry, and sneeze. You’ve got no clue how many stomach muscle you use on any given day until they cut through all the layers:) I LOVED being in the maternity ward for the following three days. Just having nurses at your every call and catering to every need was¬†really good. I could rest and not have to worry about taking care of the other children or trying to do steps at home. ¬†For a vaginal birth, I usually stay only twenty-four hours afterward.

There are pro’s and con’s of either birthing plans. Personally here is my ideas. For a¬† cesarean, people are a lot more willing to pitch in and help. I’ve gotten more meals than I ever did with my other two babies. I’ve got full-time¬†help.¬†I do think recovery is more difficult. I’d rather be up and doing my things at my speed instead I’ve got to use caution. The emotional after effects of major surgery are greater. In fact, my midwife informed that my risk for postpartum¬†depression is around 95%. I’ve had breastfeeding problems which I’ve discovered is not uncommon in cesarean births. For a vaginal birth, I could pretty much do what I wanted with in a week of giving birth. My hospital stay wasn’t as long and if I tore there was pain from the stitches which wasn’t as nice. Pretty much all around a vaginal birth is definitely better for mom and baby.

For additional advice/info:

ICAN The International Cesarean Awareness Network aims to improve maternal-child health by preventing unnecessary cesarean through education, provide support for cesarean recovery, and promote Vaginal Birth After Cesarean (VBAC). It has a register of care providers, informative FAQs and a community.

I’d like to hear from my readers. What type of birth did you have? What side-effects have you experienced? What helped you or your family adjust to a new one?

Testimony Tuesday~ A Mom

A woman, renewing her driver’s license at the County Clerk ‘s office, was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation. She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself. ‘What I mean is, ‘ explained the recorder, ‘do you have a job or are you just a …?’ .. ”Of course I have a job,” snapped the woman. ”I’m a Mom.”

”We don’t list ‘Mom’ as an occupation, ‘housewife’ covers it,” said the recorder emphatically.

I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself In the same situation, this time at our own Town Hall. The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and possessed of a high-sounding title like, ”Official Interrogator” or ”Town Registrar.” ¬†”What is your occupation?’ she probed.

What made me say it? I do not know. The words simply popped out. ”I’m a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations.”

The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair and Looked up as though she had not heard right. I repeated the title slowly emphasizing the most significant words.. Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was written, In bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.

”Might I ask,” said the clerk with new interest, ”Just what you do in your field?”

Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself reply, ”I have a continuing program of research, (what mother doesn’t) In the laboratory and in the field, (normally I would have said indoors and out). I’m working for my Masters, (first the Lord and then the whole family) And already have four credits (all daughters). Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities, (any mother care to disagree?) And I often work 14 hours a day, (24 is more like it). But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers And the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money.”

There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk’s voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me to the door.

As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants — ages 13, 7, and 3. Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model, (a 6 month old baby) in the child development program, testing out a new vocal pattern. I felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy! And I had gone on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than ”just another Mom.”

Motherhood! What a glorious career! Especially when there’s a title on the door. Does this make grandmothers ”Senior Research Associates in the field of Child Development and Human Relations”? And great grandmothers ”Executive Senior Research Associates?” think so!!! I also think it makes Aunts ”Associate Research Assistants”.

May your troubles be less, Your blessing be more, And nothing but happiness come through your door! Happy Mother’s Day………Every day!!!

I’m not sure where this story originates but I think¬†it has a good point. May you be blessed today!

Speed Bump Ahead

There is speed bump ahead for me in blogging. Time is¬†rapidly approaching the birth of¬†our third child.¬†There are a few things I learned this time. #1 Pregnant women are not made to work outside in flower beds or gardens even though spring is just begging them to do so. #2 I learned that children have no concept of why mommy isn’t thrilled when she has thirty pounds trying to sit on her growing abdomen. #3 Pregnancy is HARD work! The list could go on. Just use your imagination and your probably close.

In the next few weeks you may¬†find that my posts are less often.¬†As time winds down, there is more appointments and more things that need done so I hope you will bear with me. I currently am hoping that I can remember to take care of myself in the next couple weeks. With beautiful spring and summer weather coming, it’s hard for me to rest and find myself easily overdoing it. I also struggled with postpartum depression after both of my other children. If you think of me and our family, we would covet your prayers in the next number of weeks as we adjust to new life, new schedules, and new joy. Thank you!

My Kissses From God

I’ve had kisses from God today. Have you? Here is just a few that God gave me. This morning I had the delightful surprise of having Conrad stop in. I had creme filled doughnuts on the counter and coffee was brewing in the pot. He took some time and sat with me and we drank coffee as we enjoyed our fat powdery doughnuts.

Later today, April comes running inside as I was on the phone. “Mommy, Jordan pooped in the flower bed!” Not exactly what you want to hear. But I love that he has gotten the potty training concept finally. He needs to learn to put it in the proper place now. So yes, it was a unique “God” moment:)

Another kiss today came in the form of a $36 savings. On Friday, we plan to take our family on an outing for my daughter’s birthday. I was disappointed that I had let tickets to the museum that were on sale slip through my fingers earlier this year. Then today I got a phone call from my sister-in-law telling me the tickets are available again at sale price. It felt like a HUGE God gift as He knew we wanted to go and He provided for us to go and at half price!

Another kiss moment, was when my daughter told me as I was having my personal devotions. “Mommy, I just feel the need for some quiet time with Jesus.” She promptly curls up with the Bible storybook and sits on the recliner.

Kisses are everywhere. Kisses from God! Sometimes our kisses from God are small such as a cardinal flitting across our path. Sometimes they are huge like relationships that are healed. And then there are all the kisses in between. Have you noticed God getting your attention through kisses today? Yesterday? Remember to notice and delight in HIM each day!

I’d love to hear from you! What kisses has God sent your way recently?