Archive for March, 2010

Four Years Ago Today

Thursday, March 25th, 2010

Exactly four years ago, I was in the midst of a 26-hour labor, after which the child known as “Julie” emerged from my screaming, torn vagina.

It all started with my water breaking three weeks early the night before she was born.

Ack! My water broke!

Then there was the back labor. The fabulous, extraordinarily fun several hours of back labor that had me on all fours, hollering like a banshee, to the point where I’m surprised my neighbors didn’t call the cops.

Finally, when the sun went down exactly four years ago today, my labor REALLY picked up, and I swore Julie was going to burst into this world before I had the chance to actually get to the birthing center.

I made it to the birthing center and discovered that I was only 5cm along. I thought I was going to die, but there was no screaming for an epidural allowed… they weren’t available where I was giving birth, and I was bound and determined to do it natural.

Contrary to what I believed, I survived the next couple hours and gave birth to a fat, pink baby girl at 10:41 p.m. in a tub full of warm water.

First Kiss

Never been through the natural labor and birth of your first child? It feels something kind of like this:

Imagine diarrhea cramps plus food poisoning from bad mayo. Multiply by 13. Now, add the Karate Kid kicking you in the back then using your belly as a punching bag for nearly two minutes straight with only a minute to recover in between each beating. Stick steel-toed boots on the Karate Kid. Do that for a few hours. Next, imagine that the diarrhea turd making its way out of your lower extremities is the size of a melon. Set your vagina and asshole on fire and add habanero pepper salsa to double the burn. Finally, add a scream or twenty from a horror flick before a bloody mass of body parts actually SHOOTS OUT FROM THAT TINY HOLE, which is now completely unrecognizable and will be from this moment forward.

Congratulations, it’s a girl.

Checking Vitals

And she was worth every second of physical agony, mental trauma, postpartum depression, sore nipples and moments where I’ve wanted to rip my hair out.

My gorgeous little Julie Bug is officially four years old today, and I couldn’t be more proud of the incredible, smart-as-a-whip little stinker I’m raising.

Silly Girl

If this girl’s attitude and spunk are any indication, her period will probably be starting next week.

I’m in for it, and James is investing in a shotgun.

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A Poll: Obama’s Healthcare Reform

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010

So, what do you think? Go for it! Leave comments if you dare. I’m not gonna call you right or wrong for your opinions.

How do you feel about President Obama's Healthcare Reform?

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**Warning: Healthy debate is allowed, but I will delete any comments that insult another person for what they believe.

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A Bitch About Postpartum Articles

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010

Yesterday I got a email from one of those annoying websites that send you an update EVERY SINGLE DAY FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE, and I almost threw something at it until I remembered not to punish Ralph, my loving messenger.

I haven’t unsubscribed from those emails because every so often, it pops up some very valuable information.

Yesterday, though, I curiously clicked on an article regarding “everything you need to know about post-baby body”, and I felt severely pissed off when I read it.

It was all just the same crap that EVERY article brushes over.

You’re going to be an exhausted, emotional mess. Your vagina is going to hurt while you heal. Losing the baby weight. Taking sex slow and using lots of lube after your doc gives you the go-ahead. Breastfeeding.

Every single one of these articles talks about the same exact things, but none of them address what really happens. They all act like healing from childbirth is like healing from a sprained ankle. Get some rest, ice it, eventually you’ll recover. Your ankle may be permanently weakened, but it’ll be pretty much the same.

To which I have to bitterly laugh and say, “Are you fucking KIDDING ME?”.

Are they written by men underneath a female name or something?

You know what REALLY HAPPENS when you give birth? You are NEVER the same. Ever. Normalcy- your body, mind, spirit, everything- is changed FOREVER. For some, this is an amazing, wonderful change. For others, it’s a horrible roller coaster ride through hell and back. I had the second experience, and I can only hope that it wasn’t because I managed to piss God off at some point. I mean, God’s a pretty patient, forgiving being from what I understand. I’d hate to think I managed to get on His/Her bad side somehow.

If I were to write one of those articles, it’d probably be too brutally honest for publication.

I would imagine it’d go something like this:

The Postpartum Nightmare

By, Tamra The Truthful

Congratulations! Holding that crying, screaming bundle of joy is just around the corner for you!

Like all new moms-to-be, you’re probably a hormonal mess of emotions, fears, and wonders. Many new moms want to know what they can expect following the birth of a baby, how their body will change, and how having a child will affect their relationship with their partner.

Never fear, here are some candid answers to your most burning questions.

1. How will a vaginal birth affect my body?

Honey, once a several-pound human being forces its way into the world through your vagina, there is no way it can EVER go back to being “normal” as you know it. Get it out of your mind that it’ll ever be the “same”. It’s anatomically impossible, unless your hoo-haw stretches that wide BEFORE giving birth. If you tear or have an episiotomy, the stitches will probably hurt like hell and very possibly cause all kinds of lovely problems for you. You may develop scar tissue, and your stitch site could be poorly sewn up. This makes sex PAINFUL, and lube is only going to help so much.

2. How long will it take for my vagina to heal after birth?

All the books and articles say it takes about 6 weeks. They are all lying. While your uterus will probably shrink down to it’s new “normal” size in that amount of time, your vagina will NOT be “back to normal” by then. Why? because it’ll never be BACK TO NORMAL. Furthermore, it can take much, much longer before all the swelled tissue and bruising up in your va-jay-jay is gone. For me, it took a whopping 9 months after first birth. Yes, you saw that right. NINE FUCKING MONTHS.

3. I’ve been doing lots of Kegels, and I heard that’ll help my vaginal return to normal after the birth.

Keep up with the Kegels. It makes you feel like you’re doing something. In fact, you are. They do help regain the vaginal tone lost during childbirth. However, repeat after me: NOTHING I DO WILL EVER MAKE MY VAGINA GO BACK TO NORMAL. If you’re lucky, you will not experience prolapse or a yucky, loose, sloppy-feeling vagina. But you know what? It’s entirely possible you will. Short of surgery, there’s nothing you can do to permanently fix it.

4. Will my partner be bothered by how my vagina feels after birth?

He’ll probably say no, but you’ll probably never really know for sure. Most guys are too loving to admit the truth if it’s not a nice one. My guess is yes, it’s not as good physically, since some religions preach going to heaven includes bangin’ the bejezus out of a ton of virgins, which is supposed to be a “good” thing. And for some reason, that tight virgin feeling seems so sought after. Of course, then again, maybe a looser V actually makes for better sex, but since I don’t have a dick or a second vagina to compare mine to, I really have no clue.

5. How will sex be for me after giving birth?

If your partner is well-endowed, the looser vag will probably be a good thing for you. The extra stretch makes a big dick less painful, and the increased blood flow to the area following birth can make for much stronger orgasms. However, there’s the flip side as well. Some women are so uncomfortable with their postpartum body that they can no longer enjoy sex. Stitches and scar tissue and prolapse may make sex painful and embarrassing. And your baby-daddy just may be a big enough shithead to make it clear that he doesn’t find you nearly as attractive, which can just be a huge turn-off to you altogether.

6. I have stretchmarks. How can I make them disappear?

You can’t. They’ll fade, but they will never go away. What’s even worse, though, is the loose skin that the stretchmarks can create. A lot of women end up with a stretched-out belly button and skin that never lays tight against their belly or butt or any part of their body EVER AGAIN. Say goodbye to your bikini unless you don’t mind ending up the butt of the cruel entertainment media’s jokes.

7. I’m worried about breastfeeding. All my friends say it was really difficult.

It can be really difficult. And that let-down you read about? That warm, tingly sensation? Um, that may be accurate for some, but for others it’s more like a stabbing blade that starts from your armpits and eventually explodes out your nipple. It was a shock that it was milk and not actual blood that came out for me.

8. Will I ever get back to my pre-pregnancy size?

Oh yeah, it’s entirely possible. Easy for some, hard for others. However, your body will NEVER be the same after pregnancy. You might fit in your old pair of jeans, but you’ll never look exactly like you did before giving birth underneath those clothes.

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Any other questions you want answered?

I rest my case.

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Recommended Reading

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010

Someone lit a fire under my ass since my meds kicked in, and I had this sudden burst of energy to DO STUFF again. That sudden newfound energy decided to manifest in a book-buying spree from Amazon, and I have to say that I am rather impressed with the books I purchased.

First, this is the Best. Book. Ever.:

Easy Suppers

Not only are the recipes both tasty and easy, but there’s everything from soups and salads to meats and casseroles to side dishes… and get this, it recommends which side dish to make with the main course meals. I don’t know about you, but I suck at that part on my own. I’m usually like… well, I made chicken. That’s not good enough? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU NEED SIDE DISHES WITH YOUR FUCKING CHICKEN?

Next, I found a few books to help me in my endeavors to landscape my mess of a front yard:

Landscaping

Stonework

Both books are awesome and give so many different ideas, tips, tricks, and how-tos for creating a beautiful yard.

I also picked up one on Perennials for the Northwest, since I know NOTHING about taking care of plants.

Perrineals

I love this book! It has an excellent pictorial index, and the information is complete and easy-to-read.

Finally, my booger’s recent behavior finally led me to do some research regarding discipline in the home. I’ve been surviving off of what I learned as an elementary school teacher, but her extreme behavior has proved to be a bit much for the “normal” things.

Discipline Without Distress

Out of all the books I looked at, this one seemed most in line with my personal beliefs on parenting styles, and it had excellent reviews overall.

So far, I’ve been reading all of them AT THE SAME TIME.

Such is the life of an adult with undiagnosed ADD, I suppose.

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Meet Ginny

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010

We traded both of our old, decrepit cars in for a newer vehicle this weekend. Both had well over 100,000 miles on them. The fact that the “check engine” lights wouldn’t stay off and both cars sounded like they were wheezing and gasping for breath on the freeway sort of made the decision to by a newer one a no-brainer.

We ended up test-driving a number of cars, and Ginny, a 2008 Saturn Vue, felt right from the second we saw her. She looks like this, color and all:

Saturn Vue XE

Side View

Interior

Back View

James’ previous car was a Saturn, and we had extremely good luck with it. I drove a Chevy Malibu and also never had a problem with it. After test driving and looking at some other brands and models, we decided to stay true to our roots and went with another Saturn. The ride is so smooth, and I really enjoy being up a little higher than I was in my old sedan.

Ever since we moved, we’ve discovered the lack of necessity to have two cars. Seattle has excellent public transit, and James rides the Light Rail to and from work every day. Badass, huh?

So yes, welcome Ginny to the family. Hopefully we have a number of wonderful good years with her!

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