Archive for September, 2007

One week in counting…

Sep 27th, 2007 Posted in our family - milestones | one comment »

Miss Sophie is one-week old already! I am glad that all I have to do these days is to tend to her needs, she will grow up so fast!

She is an extremely easy baby, but it has not been without its frustrations. Her feeding is very good; she eats, is satisfied, goes back to sleep. During the day she wants to nurse every couple of hours; at night every 3-4 hours. So for her, it’s going great. For me, it’s rather painful. I had a series of bad latches this weekend just from trial and error, and that leads to being very sore. It is getting better day by day, but today I just started weeping about it (crying for no reason happens just because of the whole hormonal thing, couple that with my frustration with myself…). I just felt like I was letting her down; I have done everything as naturally as possible for her benefit, and done it well at that. So to not do this perfectly, well, I just feel so guilty.

The thing is, this is common and will go away, but I can’t help but feel like I am the only mother who has this issue. Formula is just not an option for me; the benefits are far too important. So I bravely move forward. I certainly feel better about it tonight. I am lucky to have a really patient baby; she could get really upset with me for taking so long to get her to latch (anticipating the pain) but she never goes into the ugly cry. I think if this is the only problem I have I am lucky.

She also gets hiccups a lot; in fact, she got them a lot in utero too! I used to feel them all the time, it was weird. She sometimes can get frustrated when those are strong and fuss a bit. I just rock her, rub her back or nurse her, and they seem to go away quite quickly. I say she inherited daddy’s hiccups..Rick also gets chronic hiccups. Hee! :)

She and I are getting a good rhythm with the overnight feedings. I nap with her on the couch for an hour or so around 11pm, then nurse her, and head to bed around 2am. By 5:30 or so she wants to be fed again, and then again at 8:30-9am. I sleep easily between those times, and I think because I have started doing the EC cues, she doesn’t need a diaper change in the night (right now I decided to diaper her at night because of my breast feeding frustrations, I didn’t want to have to deal with her elimination at night when I was struggling with that. I figure one disposable diaper a day is pretty darn good environmentally speaking). After breakfast at 9, we sleep for an hour or so…and I am feeling very well rested. At his point, Rick doesn’t even have to get up in the middle of the night. I consider us very lucky…but again, that’s the the beauty of natural child birth; a non-fussy baby.

I know all these painful things I do for her is worth it in the long run, so I will stick it out. I wouldn’t trade her in for the world!

Hard to believe…

Sep 26th, 2007 Posted in pregnancy & birth - personal journey | one comment »

It’s hard to believe that this time last week I was sitting here excitedly because my water just broke. And today, here I sit, with our beautiful, angelic daughter.

When we got home, Rick set me up with a keyboard on the couch so I could leave my laptop on the coffee table and just type away. It’s nice since Sophie pretty much spends all day on my chest; not to mention I can’t get a top on right now to save my life…so it’s a good way to keep in contact with the outside world.

I really don’t know what we did before the internet; if we have questions about something, we consult the ‘net before even thinking of calling the nurse about minor things. We’re not panicky individuals at all, but it’s so nice to keep educated on things we don’t know about.

Rivka (our doula) was over Monday to check on how things are going. I totally wracked one nipple on Saturday when my milk came in; my boobs were just so big I had a hard time getting her to latch properly. That is painful at times but it is healing and Rivka is confident with my feeding.

She was also commenting how Sophie is the perfect copy of a person who is 50% me and 50% Rick. She doesn’t look like me or Rick, she looks like me AND Rick. Don’t let her Asian features throw you off…and those will fade more with time (much to my disappointment…hee hee…). I giggle watching the two of them sleep at night…Rick & Sophie sleep the same way, with the same expressions!

We are amazed at how well things are going. Sophie is a very well adjusted baby; if I wasn’t convinced natural birth was the way to go before, I certainly am now! More later…she is starting to fuss on my chest and will want to be fed soon. Here’s a few more pics, though…

Giving Birth is Heroic

Sep 22nd, 2007 Posted in pregnancy & birth - article archive | no comment »

From Birth With Confidence Blog (http://birthwithconfidence.blogs.lamaze.org/?p=106)

Recently I had the pleasure of being a doula for a woman who had a very strong desire for a natural birth, free of routine interventions. As luck would have it, she ended up with a long, tough labor. She perservered through many hours. It took every ounce of patience, strength and creativity she had, and slowly but surely she progressed. After a particularly tough contraction, her kind and well-intentioned nurse came up close to her and said gently, “Why don’t you consider some pain medication? Times have changed. There is no reason for labor to hurt anymore. We don’t need any heroes here.”

I don’t know why that comment got to me like it did: We don’t need any heroes here.” For me that statment more than any other I can think of sums up the difference between those of us who believe that there is power in birth, and those who don’t.

Maybe we do need heroes here. Giving birth is heroic. Having life pass through you is heroic. Becoming a mother is heroic. That woman was birthing a baby under difficult circumstances. Intuitively moaning and moving and rocking and working that baby from her womb into her arms. What she was doing was nothing less than heroic. And I wanted her to feel like a hero.

What is it about our culture that wants to take that away? That not only doesn’t value the process of working through a tough labor, but in many ways demeans it? When did we as a culture decide that birth should be easy? Decide that it doesn’t matter how we birth? That if we get an outcome of “healthy mother and healthy baby” — that’s quite enough, thank you very much.

Giving birth is meant to be overwhelming, and I mean that in a most positive way. The physical and emotional upheaval of labor are a normal and necessary part of nature’s grand design. Challenges of all kinds — physical, emotional, and spiritual — help us to discover that we have within ourselves the wisdom and the capability to deal with whatever trials come our way. Giving birth is supposed to shake us right down to our roots and leave us in awe of the power of the experience – and of the power in ourselves for getting through it. Useful qualities for a new mother.

As much as we might want to rescue women from the pain and upheaval of labor, we can’t. And in fact, we shouldn’t. ”Times have changed” the nurse said. “There is no reason for labor to hurt anymore.” I’ve given a lot of thought since then, and I’m now convinced. That nurse was wrong.

What “They” Don’t Tell You About Pregnancy

Sep 22nd, 2007 Posted in pregnancy & birth - article archive | no comment »

From Aphrodite Women’s Health (http://www.aphroditewomenshealth.com/news/pregnancy_secrets.shtml)
3 April 2006

by Katherine Burnett-Watson

When you announce to the world you’re having a baby, the initial responses you get will be ones of surprise, excitement and congratulations. And once the initial baby frenzy dies down, be prepared for nine months of you and your body becoming public property. Although almost every woman will have a child at some point in her life, it’s amazing that pregnancy is seen as an oddity; something to be gazed at, pondered, commented upon and queried.

And while everyone will give you advice on your pregnancy, from the helpful (“rest while you can because you won’t get any when the baby comes”), to the ludicrous (“make sure you ask for an epidural because my sister’s obstetrician said women’s bodies aren’t made to have their babies naturally the first time”); nothing can prepare you for the journey that lays ahead of you.

Although some women will cheerfully tell you about the agonizing 20 hour labor they went through when the anesthetist put the epidural in wrong and the baby was born via emergency caesarian section, or the umbilical cord was wrapped around its neck three times, or the baby was a forceps delivery and their vagina has never been the same since; there are some things about pregnancy that people won’t tell you.

You are the elected spokesperson for your kind.
As a pregnant woman, you will become the spokesperson for all pregnant women. Your opinion on pregnancy, labor, birthing plans, pain relief during labor and generally anything vaguely to do with pregnancy will be sought, and comparisons between you and any other known pregnant women will be mandatory.

Your body is no longer your own.
And I’m not talking about that littler person living inside you. As if it’s not enough that your body has been robbed to nourish and grow this tiny human inside you, you’re external body is now public property. Be prepared for your body shape and size to be constantly compared to other pregnant women, and for people to comment on whether you are bigger or smaller than other pregnant women. “Kath’s seven months pregnant like Sarah, but Kath’s a fair bit bigger, I think.” And get ready for the grabby hands that want to touch and feel “the baby”. Never mind that your body is between their hands and the baby – that doesn’t seem to matter. Acquaintances and strangers will coo in wonder over your expanding belly, and often reach out for a touch. If I was feeling particularly protective of myself and my baby, I’d fend the hands away, often receiving looks of hurt indignation. Or if I was feeling cheeky I’d reach out and give their stomach a rub too, or I’d offer my swollen breasts for a touch, because “Hey, they’ve grown as well!”

You are now “Mom”.
This one was particularly hard for me to handle, with the pregnancy of my first child. Everyone wants to call you “Mom”. The first time our receptionist at work said, “Hi Mommy!” as I walked into the office in the morning, I thought it was quite sweet. However, when work colleagues from a different department started calling me “Mom” I was mortified. Although people think it’s funny and cute, I found it frightening (some day soon I was going to be a mother, I wouldn’t be my own person any more) and annoying (I wasn’t their mother, was I?).

Trapped!
When you’re pregnant, you’re completely beholden to a person who isn’t even a person yet. You change your lifestyle: you give up drinking and/or smoking, you cut back on caffeine, you don’t eat soft cheeses or raw fish, and your body starts to tell you in no uncertain way that you are not in charge any more. Morning sickness, which actually means throwing up every morning and then feeling vaguely queasy with heart burn for the rest of the day, and constant trips to the bathroom in the early days of pregnancy slowly give way to an expanding waistline, shortness of breath, tiredness, irritability and general discomfort at being the size of a house. The excitement of impending birth is mixed with feelings of fear and dread, as you wonder just how much longer you can keep functioning as a human incubator.

Stretch Marks : On My What?
We all know about stretch marks. In fact, many women get stretch marks just going through puberty. So I was all prepared for the fact that in the last few months of pregnancy, I might get stretch marks on my stomach. But what I wasn’t prepared for was stretch marks on my breasts! In the early weeks of my pregnancy my small and pert breasts took on a life of their own, growing from a 32B to a 34D in the space of two weeks. Not only was I in agony as my skin battled to accommodate the rapid change in volume, but I suddenly had to deal with tiny little silver snail-trails creeping their way across my ever-expanding bosom. Although I finally had the big boobs I’d spent so many nights as a flat-chested teenager dreaming about, they were now so sore and swollen I couldn’t bare to touch them!

Gross Out!
If you don’t want to be grossed out, stop reading here, but if you’re about to have a baby, you need to know the truth. Hemorrhoids are the bane of a pregnant woman’s life. Because there’s so much pressure from your growing baby constantly bearing down, and the fact that many pregnant women experience constipation, you’re probably going to have to deal with hemorrhoids. The best thing you can do is take the pressure off when you can, (lying down with your feet up helps) and invest in one of those kiddy steps for the toilet. Ask any ergonomics expert : our toilets are too high off the ground for comfortable “evacuation”. By using the kiddy stool you’re raising your feet and knees, which helps to open up any cavities that need a little help.

Swollen genitals. there, I said it! Of all the things other women won’t tell you about pregnancy, this is the big one. The amount of blood in your body increases by 50 percent during pregnancy, and this, combined with weight gain and fluid retention, can lead to swollen, sensitive genitals. My obstetrician referred to it as “getting juicy” which I found a little disturbing in itself, but incredibly accurate. Just like fruit ripening, as you grow into your pregnancy everything about your body gets softer, and looser and, well, juicier!

Hurry Up, Already!
The last four weeks of my first pregnancy felt like four years. Having a summer baby meant long hot days with my own personal furnace keeping me boiling hot, and never being able to get comfortable. The insomnia that meant I spent hours awake at night seemed like a cruel joke on the part of Mother Nature, given that I knew I’d be without sleep once the baby arrived, and just added to the seemingly endless days of waiting for this new person to arrive. Just like a long-awaited holiday, the final lead up to the birth of a baby is often a time of annoyance and irritability.

Pure and Unadulterated Love.
OK, it might sound schmaltzy and sentimental, but I’ve saved the best for last. I don’t want you to think all the secrets about pregnancy and childbirth are negative ones. All the discomfort, the doubts and the bad things I’ve mentioned about pregnancy are swept away when you first see your new baby, and even if they wanted to, no-one can accurately tell you what this feels like.

After the physical and emotional journey you’ve spent nine months traveling, culminating in one of the most life-altering moments you’ll ever go through, and one of the last purely “animal” experiences we as civilized people encounter in our lives, there are no words to describe the mixture of relief, exhaustion, pride, excitement, happiness, sadness, joy and love you feel upon meeting this new human being. Sure, the sleepless nights, the crying jags (both you and the baby), the endless feedings and the mountain of dirty nappies can put a dampener on all this, but for that first moment, that pure feeling of knowing that you created this person is indescribable.

September Showers, change of plans, missed appointments…Bienvenue!

Sep 22nd, 2007 Posted in pregnancy & birth - personal journey | one comment »

This week, the most I was looking forward to was the baby shower on Friday and trying to keep ahead of all the doctor’s appointments. Wednesday night we were going to go to the Jewish for the doctor meet & greet, so we would know the whole team.

…and then my water broke…

Wednesday at 4:30pm
It all began.
By 1am
We headed to the hospital.
After being there
for about an hour
The doctor checked me.
6cm and fully thinned out, +1
I had no idea what that meant
But it meant the baby was coming
…and fast!

It was a lot of pain;
A lot of panic;
A lot of feeling like –
I JUST CAN’T DO THIS!!!
Thankfully Rick
and Rivka, our doula
Helped get me focused;
Because when it was time to push
I was completely exhausted
- and FREAKED OUT!
Rivka gives me a homeopathic
to calm me down.
It works almost immediately
I start to focus…

Next thing I knew;
I was pushing again;
pushing;
pushing;
My mind was screaming to stop!
I was tired;
and it hurt -
as the head crowned
“The ring of fire”
as they call it
…and it burns burns burns
The ring of fire…
yes it burns…
My body would just not stop bearing down
All of a sudden,
a release of pressure;
A bit more burn
A release of pressure again;
And then -
Sophie Jade
Was laying on my stomach!

Sophie Jade Briel Deveau
Was born at 4:43am
Weighing 6lbs 7oz
At the Jewish General Hospital
After only 2 hrs 45 min of being there
12 hours labour total
Most at home,
And most of it without pain.

Remember what I said;
This baby
Was going to wait for no one
So being two weeks early
Was no surprise to me.

It was not until after the birth
That I realized
What an amazing job I did
Staff was amazed
Wow – no epidural
I was so perky
Just an hour after
(and ready to GO HOME!)
The other girl
In my temporary room
(it was busy)
Had induction & epidural
She was puking
Had a headache
Still contracting;
Bad –
So much
For modern
medicine!

We came home yesterday afternoon
After our family doctor
Saw us,
and agreed to let us go early.
My doctor
who was not on call that night
Was beaming at me
Said she heard
I had
The perfect birth;
Couldn’t have been any more perfect
She said
So I relaxed a bit
Because with all my screaming
and complaining
In the moment
I saw nothing
Perfect about it!

Last night
First night home
Went perfect
Get this people
No screaming
or crying
Through the night.
She fussed a little
every 2 hours
and I nursed her.
We laid side by side
stomach to stomach
And when she latched on
I simply drifted back to sleep.
So much for
“You won’t get any sleep
when the baby is born”
Heh heh…

She has a full head of black hair
Not jet black
It is very pretty
Like how I used to get my hair
coloured to have “natural” highlights
She spends most of her time
skin to skin
On my chest.
(like right now, sleeping away)
She is now
Officially
Out of diapers
Although
I am not ready
To EC yet
She lays on prefolds
So much easier
To clean
And see
How much she is going.
Have to keep track
To make sure
She is getting
Enough milk.

She is cute
In that
Newborn
Bobble head
Sort of way
hee hee…
I don’t have a good pic of her
Always making faces
But she is very Buddha
Zen-like
When you look into
Her dark eyes
There is a very wise soul
Behind them
Looking back at you
As her name suggests.

Dad is doing great too.
She loves to rock on his lap
And smile up at him
When he talks to her.
Rick is enjoying
Being domestic
And I am getting used to
being dependent for everything.
It is working out quite nicely.
Having a well adjusted baby
With no ill effects of drugs
Really, really helps.

Even though,
Birth is traumatic
It is worth doing it natural.
When you recover this fast
Mom & baby
are happy, healthy.
Next time
Will be a home birth
for sure.
Just being in a hospital
panicked me.
Our doula
Already asked
If she could be there
for our next one.
She said
Of all her births
Mine was
The most fun
She had been to
In awhile
I said
Gee…
Glad
It was fun
For her!
LMAO! :)
Of course
I would
Want her there
again
But that
Won’t be
For awhile. ;)

BIENVENUE
Miss Sophie Jade!
It been quite the experience
To bring you here
I’m sure
There will be many many more
memorable experiences…

…and we can’t wait!

My new work buddy…

Sep 17th, 2007 Posted in our family - home life | one comment »

It’s a wonder what a little nap and some protein will do…

Sep 13th, 2007 Posted in pregnancy & birth - personal journey | no comment »

It never ceases to amaze me my powers of organization and creativity. I have been in good spirits all day, but feeling rather tired. Rick & I concluded I wasn’t getting enough protein, so he made me a huge steak tonight from organic beef. That was really nice of him, since he still cannot reintroduce beef into his diet. I must say, it did the trick. I am amazed how sensitive my diet is. I guess when you are trying to support two people in one body…anyway, I feel back to normal this evening. We even went out to buy a microwave tonight.

Ok, so why did we go out and buy a microwave tonight, you ask? Well, after a nap this afternoon, I decided that my current work space just would not do. I had jewelry supplies and jewelry in various states of production over one table, and no room for the soy tea lights I was getting ready to pour. I also thought, wouldn’t it be great if I had a microwave down here so that I could use it for my various projects (read: melting soy wax). So, Rick & I did a little rearranging; I now have lots of work space and our old microwave downstairs. I also moved our old electric kettle and my extra coffee maker down here. We had the perfect cabinet to house it all, it just had to be cleared of all our junk (me, stationery supplies, Rick computer equipment) that needed to either be tossed or put in its proper place. We went and bought a $50 stainless steel microwave to replace the one I took. We don’t cook in it anyway, so the new one not only looks nice, but serves its purpose for heating up magic bags, etc., or for when guests come who insist on using a microwave. ;)

Plus my new convenient set up downstairs, makes it more comfortable for guests (read: keeps them out of my hair…lol!). We also have a mini-fridge down here, so it feels more like a hotel suite now. So, if guests would like to have their privacy (or if we do, for example) they have the convenience of a few more amenities. Seems win win to me.

Anyway, the outcome of my ideas totally enhance our downstairs; opened it up even more and the energy flow in here is even better. I know, I know, I was supposed to be done…but these little tweaks only make our home more comfy and let’s take advantage of the great ideas that seem to be coming out of my brain these days. It only took me a couple of hours, and some of Rick’s muscle power, and is so worth it. The cats are even happy with it. They are such a good judge of flow…I swear they are trained in Feng Shui. ;)

Meltin’ Wax…

Sep 13th, 2007 Posted in inspired living - personal journey | 2 comments »

Here’s some soy tealights I made tonight, in various stages of cooling:

Uncomfortable car rides, the Gas we Pass, & Phytotherapy

Sep 12th, 2007 Posted in pregnancy & birth - personal journey | no comment »

I had the most uncomfortable day yesterday so I didn’t get a chance to post about our day. I made the critical mistake of not eating when I should or enough and paid for it for the rest of the day & night. This was the most uncomfortable day of my pregnancy and hopefully the last (until labour sets in at least).

Rick & I both had appointments with our Naturopathic Doctor yesterday starting at 1:30. With school back in, the traffic here is so unpredictable we have to give ourselves at least an hour to get downtown, because you never know. So…leaving at 12:30 made it problematic to get a proper lunch in on time, esp. since I farted around all morning, then had to shower, etc. I had a very healthy and large snack, but again, probably not enough, esp. for a 9 month pregnant lady.

Then instead of going to get something to eat after our appt., I was so focused on the list of errands to run I neglected to grab something. So by the time we got back to the West Island, my stomach was crampy and tight, and my uterus was this tight ball. It was like a constant contraction all day. I can’t tell you how weird it is, these Braxton-Hicks contractions, when your belly goes absolutely rock hard. It is the weirdest thing to feel/experience. The skin on my belly is already so tight; it just won’t stretch anymore…then when it goes hard from the inside, well, it is alarming the first time it happens!

So, imagine, this whole situation is not comfy for the baby either, so I had two feet shoved up under my ribs, making it very hard to breathe. Being in the car was downright painful, and when I rubbed my ribs, they were tender like someone had given me a swift kick. The baby just kept shoving little feet higher and higher into my rib cage, and I was getting really cranky and exasperated with the discomfort. We stopped for a fruit smoothie which made me feel better, but by the time we got to supper at 5:30 I was so uncomfortable I just could not eat. This discomfort continued all night, and I got some soup down at least. But I was up twice last night uncomfortable and starving. I had no choice than to just get up and fix a bit to eat.

So gals, that is why you should eat and eat often when you are pregnant, even when you think you don’t feel hungry!

The appt. with our ND went well; so well she only charged the both of us for a 45 min. appt, instead of two 45 min appts, half of what we were expecting to pay, which was nice. Things are going well, so there was no need for a long assessment. She also gave both of us some homeopathics. Rick to support his work exhaustion/adrenals. Me, she gave homeopathics for myself and the baby, to take after the birth in order to heal/deal with the trauma. For now, I am on a new phytotherapy (liquid herbal mixture you mix with hot water and drink) as well as back on my minerals that support pregnant women, only at a higher dose. We are supposed to meet with our doula Monday, and our ND says she will put me on her own homepathic regime to prepare me for birth. I guess she already contacted our doula with her preferred regime.

Rick’s elimination diet is still on until Saturday; she wanted him to get used to the homeopathics before reintroducing the foods that were eliminated. We don’t mind, we have gotten so used to eating that way.

After the appt., we headed over to Babies R Us to pick up the last few things on my list that are baby related. I picked up the breast pump, some freezer bags and also a bottle warmer as it was on sale for $24.99. I wasn’t going to get one, but this one has a wide & adjustable mouth so you can warm up different sized bottles in it, including baby food, so thought why not. I’m not going to open it so that I can return it if I don’t use it.

I also picked up a cute little Baby Bjorn potty, perfect for little bums and practicing EC:

These are also affordable, $16.99. There is also a bigger version for bigger kids which we will eventually get, for $39.99.

I got everything on my list with the exception of the baby hair brush; the one they had had awfully hard bristles. I will look around to see if I can find one I like, but really, not an important item.

We also got some snacks for the hospital at Health Tree, and some ginger tea. Our ND recommended I drink ginger tea in the hospital. It warms up your body, and therefore good in labour, since you relax when you are warm. I will have to check with our doula if we will have to bring a kettle with us or not (probably). I am trying to keep the stuff to bring to a minimum but it’s hard in a hospital that provides practically nothing! :)

I still have to get a hot water bottle and an ice pack; can you believe Pharmaprix (Shopper’s Drug Mart) didn’t have hot water bottles?! Um, helloooo…

So that was my uncomfortable, miserable day. Although I can’t complain; I got quite a bit done. Today was a new day, and although I napped most of the day, I started the new homeopathic regime and feel back to my old self again. It should be a fun night; my soy wax arrived along with a few jewelry supplies. :)

Today I also got the following books in the mail. I ordered “The Vital Touch” as it was recommended by one of the gals in my Montréal EC group. What a great bunch of women; it’s nice to have like-minded people to talk to.

The Vital Touch: How Intimate Contact with your Baby Leads to Happier, Healthier Development
By Sharon Heller, PhD

Book description:
Using a lively array of anthropological and sociological sources, this book presents a provocative examination of the reasons why, today more than ever, parents need to make consistent physical connections with their children–and why this should begin during infancy. Complete with inspiring examples from cultures all over the world, the text clearly proves the power of closeness, and shows parents how to share more of it with their children.

Of course, I want to order at least $35 worth to get free shipping with Amazon, so I couldn’t resist getting a few of the children’s books I have on my wish list:

This book isn’t just silly, it also explains why we pass gas, and how a skunk’s stink is not farts…it is not only cute but educational…hee hee…

Baby’s Box of Fun : A Karen Katz Lift-the-Flap Gift Set: Where Is Baby’s Belly Button; Where Is Baby’s Mommy?; Toes, Ears, & Nose (Board book)
I was thoroughly impressed with this box set, esp. since it was only $14.59CAD. Very colourful and appropriate for young babies, and the stories itself although simplistic are very endearing.

Okay, had enough baby stories for the night? I still have “Spider Pig” stuck in my head. *Chuckle* Ah, the Simpsons. :)

My selfish four weeks…

Sep 9th, 2007 Posted in pregnancy & birth - personal journey | no comment »

I’ve decided to call the next four weeks or so my selfish four weeks. I plan on staying very busy, as I usually do, but for once it is all about the interests I like. Marathon jewelry making sessions, soy candle making (I ordered more soy today, if you never tried soy candles they are my second favourite candle to bees wax, but less expensive. The best thing is they are non-toxic unlike burning traditional paraffin…you could eat the stuff!), cosmetic making (I have all the ingredients here to make my own lip balm & body butter, but the most I have made so far is bubble bath, shower gel, and SLS free shampoo), writing and my usual prenatal yoga & rest. If the chores get done, they get done. Rick is in agreement we have to get used to a slightly dirtier house for when the baby gets here anyway (who has time for housework and who cares anyway!) so it will be good if I don’t stay on my OCD cleaning schedule. :)

I am as happy as a pig in shit, because the creative part of the nesting instinct has kicked in, and I don’t have anything to organize. That means all my energy goes into my talents and interests. In two days I made 15 pieces of jewelry: 15 pieces of pure creativity that I am satisfied with. This has not happened for a long time; always something else getting in the way or having to be done; and I found the creative block of Nova Scotia did not help (I was more concerned about making things cheap and simple for the fussy market there rather than listening to my creative instincts and letting it flow organically). I feel totally free and back baby! I’m starting to amass a few things to sell which is good news for some of you. ;)

And now to have some fun with the absurd…I got my Sears Card statement the other day, claiming that I owe them 41 cents this month…mind you, I paid the bloody thing off in full last month, this is some bullshit insurance they want me to pay…and they want it this month, rather than carrying it over…soooo…I am sending them 41 cents. Like I’m gonna write a cheque for that! Or stand in line just to pay 41 cents at the Sears in Pointe Claire. Yeah right! So let’s see if they take it or if I create some sort of retarded panic amongst their accounting dept. Heh heh…

That’s life, these days…

New computer equipment, part deux…

Sep 4th, 2007 Posted in our family - home life | no comment »

Behold…the guts of the new computer…let the heavens open up and the angels sing….OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH…..*HA*
I would have posted this with the original post had I known Rick took a picture of his masterpiece. Ok, I should have KNOWN he took a picture; my bad… ;)