being real
I’m now in my 11th week and it’s been an interesting first trimester.I was shocked when I found out I was pregnant. I had my first period and ovulation since Dallin had weaned and BOOM, it happened! We weren’t using any type of contraception, but we were not expecting it to happen so quickly. Immediately birth plans began brewing in my head. I assumed that I would automatically feel great about homebirth this time, and I let that simmer for a while. I had not interviewed any homebirth providers, but I figured heck, I want to know NOW whether homebirth is right for me, and that was a mistake. Ultimately I didn’t feel great about homebirth, which isn’t a surprise thinking back. I had not done my part of interviewing, thinking it out in my mind, praying about my exact plan etc. I was frustrated that I wasn’t getting the answer that I wanted and began feeling really lost about this pregnancy and birth. I felt so unprepared.Continue Reading
Sweet And Sometimes Sour
I try to keep my blog really light and upbeat, so when something negative happens I don’t usually document it here unless I can make light of it. For example, I never wrote about the time when the girls were two years old and squeezed through our front gate while I was getting ready for the gym and how I had to call 911 because I couldn’t find them. I also decided against writing about my most recent SVT episode that earned me a ride in an ambulance. At the time they seemed too negative and not something that I could ever make suitable for the blog…or people who might be reading my blog. After thinking about it, I realize that there’s nothing wrong with including some of the bad with the good because like my blog description goes”sweet and sometimes sour, but always with real filling.” So this post is me finally being real about the sour parts of life at the moment. It is not meant to be a pity party for myself, or an attempt to discount all the really sweet things that are happening in my life.
