A couple things before I get to answering them though...make that three.
- Did you see the episode of Heroes where Peter touches the deaf woman and gets her power? But never gets anyone else's power without making himself take them? How are they just playing that off?
- I haven't seen Survivor because the friend who records it for me off and got married. And as much as I wanted to watch it while he was on his honeymoon, I just didn't have the heart to ask him to record it.
- Does anyone know how to spell check on this new Blogger format? I love the picture options, but not the no spell check option. Feel free to email me when I have a misspelled word. How embarrassing.
Isn't that called being born with a caul over her face?
Yes, it is. (Deep. I know.)
How did you get that boy?!
I prayed, A LOT.
I know I have fears. Why, when I really know that everything will be fine?
Because Satan wants us to fear so we can't rely on God as fully. Trust in Him. He's given us the intuition to know if there is something wrong and the will power and strength to do this!
Was your birth unassisted, or did you have a midwife with you?
I prefer to birth unassisted. This was my third. My first was Millicent. Next, at the hospital with Asa (due to pre eclampsia), we were alone most of the time and Jeff caught him. Then Jerusha. I LOVE it and never want to do it any other way. That being said, we know that the hospital, doctors and midwifes can play an important role in giving birth. That is why we sought medical care when my blood pressure started sky rocketing with Asa.
I couldn't tell but am thinking UC because you don't mention rupturing the membranes or stitches afterward?
I never want my water broken. With Asa, every time the doctor came in she asked if she could. Not to get all medical on you alls, but artificial rupture of the membranes is the leading cause of the umbilical cord getting caught on the outside and an emergency happening. It's called a prolapsed cord. Seldom happens if left alone to labor.
All that to say, I"m fine with letting it break on it's own.
No stitches. No tearing, this time. You should read Millicent's story though.
Now if you'll excuse me I have to change some diapers, wash some diapers, wash some clothes (don't feel bad for me, I'm only 12 loads behind), teach school while simultaneously nursing, holding and rocking a newborn, ask all my children to stop arguing with each other and control my four year old so she doesn't scream at her sisters for arguing with her, make lunch, go grocery shopping, do a Bible study, try to go to the bathroom....and I guess I should brush my teeth and hair and get dressed at some point. Then I'm going to work out.
See you later.