eniarelocin: (Ewan Newborn)
Ewan has his first sick. He has a cold. He has boogers... and continually wipes them all over his face. I had to retrieve a really big one from his eyebrow not long ago.

He's been a little trooper this weekend. He went over the mountains for the first time and experienced the popping of the ears (which he didn't like). He hung out with Grammy while I shot a wedding and got to watch snow mobiles go by, which he apparently liked. However, I heard he screamed the rest of the time. The poor little dude hasn't gotten enough Mom time this weekend, but I'll have to talk about that another time.
eniarelocin: (Squishy Baby)
Hopefully this post will be much calmer than the one I intended to write last night.

I'm not sure where to start, so I suppose it will be the end and then we'll back up from there.
It's not pretty. )

This is not the start I wanted for our baby.

Edit: P.S.: This whole persistent anxiety attack thing this really devastating my work day. *Big. Thumbs. Down.*
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Happy Husband
Originally uploaded by NicoleRaine

Stephen was very nice and wonderful... and (mostly) cleaned the kitchen out of anger this morning. He also made me eggs.

They were good and spicy eggs. 4 of them. Take that pregnancy diet.

He had a burger.

This post was brought to you by Praising the Husband for a Job Well Done(tm).
eniarelocin: (Tiny Toes)
Curiosity is a wonderful thing. It leads me to search some very interesting things on Google. I have been known to get excited about things like leperacy and other slightly morbid things. Today, however, I have discovered what the Placenta looks like. For some crazy reason I thought it would look like a jelly fish. [livejournal.com profile] squidgyfishlove thought it would look like a pig's stomach. It doesn't really look like either, actually. It's more like an alien brain on a rope. I find this fascinating. I hope I can find the energy and tear myself away from the baby long enough to photograph the placenta when it comes out of me. I expect [livejournal.com profile] squidgyfishlove will just pass out or throw up at the sight of it. I, however, want documentary, photographic evidence of this thing that was so exhausting for my body to build.

Images of placentas are here:
There are, of course, more of these... but I'll leave you with those. :-)

Fun Fact: The reason most women regain energy after week twelve and the risk of miscarriage simultaneously drops is that the placenta is finished and functioning around this time. The primary reason that the risk of miscarriage drops is that the placenta creates its own supply of progesterone, the hormone most responsible for 'staying pregnant' during the first trimester, so even if the mother's supply is otherwise lower than it should be (like mine would be without the 300 mg I take per day) the placenta creates enough that the mother's levels become irrelevant.

Less Fun Fact: The Placenta produces another hormone called somatomammotropin, aka placental lactogen, which increases the amount of lipids, or fat cells, in my blood stream as well as Relaxin which is responsible for me needing new shoes (allowing my feet to elongate due to relaxed ligaments) as well as lower back and pelvic pain which will ultimately create more room and flexibility for passing a small human through a tight space and putting the first crack in my pelvis. On that note: in forensic archaeology a woman's pelvis is inspected for cracks to determine how many children to which she may have given birth- each one creates a crack in the bone. Yeah, ouch.

Yum Yum: According to Wikipedia, In most mammalian species[none human], the mother bites through the cord and consumes the placenta, primarily for the benefit of prostaglandin on the uterus after birth. This is known as placentophagy. However, some humans apparently find this tasty, including Tom Cruise who was quoted in GQ Magazine, with regards to the birth of baby Suri via Katie Holmes, as saying: “I’m gonna eat the placenta. I thought that would be good. Very nutritious. I’m gonna eat the cord and the placenta right there.” In case you're interested, I've found some Placenta Recipes.

I personally have no intention of masticating my placenta, or anyone else's for that matter... but to each their own.

I wonder what a bin full of those would look like... best not dumpster dive behind any hospitals.

Upcoming Midwife Appointment )
eniarelocin: (11w3days)
Today marks the last day of the first trimester. So, the overview:

The first trimester was definitely not easy. The last few months, well the last couple specifically, have been increasingly high stress. I, at least, have been pretty overwhelmed with the demands on my time, mentally, and physically. This endeavour has been expensive and will only be more so in the coming months. Every aspect of everything has been a challenge.
First Trimester Overview )

Looking ahead: In this coming trimester, I'm really looking forward to being able to actually feel the baby move. That could be as close as a few weeks away, or as far as July. I know it's different for everyone, but I really hope it's sooner rather than later. There are still times when I wonder if I somehow made all of this up in my imagination and am just getting fat or something. I should hope that fetal movement would put that to rest. Also, I would like to look very definitely pregnant and not just like I'm packin' it on. I'm sure I'm asking for trouble there, as Stephen likes to remind me, because by that time I'm likely to be becoming quite uncomfortable and wishing for the time when I didn't or won't have a bowling ball in my abdomen. Oh well... I'll just complain about that when I get there. Right now I'm looking forward to it.
I'm sure as every month passes the anxiety regarding impending parenthood will grow with my belly, but I'm also looking forward to seeing the signs of baby's coming around the house. I want to be prepared. I'm looking forward to nesting a bit, and to having the time to do it.

I hope the rest of this goes well... and better than it has.
eniarelocin: (11w3days)
Yoga is good.

However, yoga in a space without enough room for me to full extend anything is bad, and life will be much improved when my black, birthday yoga mats finally get here. Also, note to self: hoover area before sticking your face in the carpet whilst doing child's pose and meditation.

But on the whole: Yoga is very very good. It also helps me appreciate the fact that I am still capable of bending in most ways and touching my toes... and all that good stuff. Biggest obstacle to date is my gigantic chestular area. I feel like a ... well... I'm definitely in preparation for being a feed bag.

I had ordered Prenatal Yoga along with Pilates During Pregnancy, a couple of books and two yoga mats (I have long legs) from Amazon. I think I should be able to find time to one of these a day. And I know I'll feel better. I'm trying to get [livejournal.com profile] squidgyfishlove to do it with me, or any kind of exercise. Fortunately, [livejournal.com profile] mansonitebat and B volunteered without any prompting to join me and shove pillows under their shirts so I don't feel so alone in my giganticness.

Hurray! Accomplishment. Now if I could only magically make the laundry disappear. *le sigh* I'll get there in the end, eh?

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