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I woke up this morning at 4.13am. As I couldn’t get back to sleep I decided to get up and carry on with my crochet project of the past week (the Froufrou cardigan from Debbie Stoller’s The Happy Hooker).

This is the company I had.

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Out for the count, with snores

Clearly Rinny can’t hack lack of sleep. I wonder how having a newborn will affect her? Hmm…

I called it my sanity project because it has literally been savings my sanity since I ran out of things to do at home while on maternity leave and I’m apparently not a nester (not yet anyway – I did wake up today with maniacally obsessed thoughts of hoovering, dusting and baking, but as the day progressed I just couldn’t be ARSED!!! Saying that I made cookies this evening :-) ) I’ve unpicked bits of it a few times because my pregnant eyes have misread the pattern/stitch instructions, but all was going well and nearly finished with only a modicum of sleeve concern. Today I sewed the seams together. I put it on to realise that a) the sleeves are waaaaaaaaaaaay to long and wide (as I’d suspected), b) I’d misread the pattern early on and made the back 21 rows too long so that c) the front pieces and back pieces were different lengths and what should be a fairly flattering wrap over cardi looked more like a dressing gown created by Mrs Weasley. Needless to say there isn’t any photographic evidence of my monumental blunder apart from this:

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Cardi is no more

I’m now debating whether to make it again using different measurements to or use the yarn for something else. I suspect I’ll make it again, but not for a while. I’m somewhat deflated and feeling the need for more hats in different colours!

On a completely different note, I read somewhere that raspberry leaf tea can be frozen as ice cubes to suck during labour which struck me as a brilliant idea, but thought they might get a little cold and mouth hurty, so I made lollies using my new ice lolly moulds instead! They are nicely frozen and ready for labour. They even have drip catchers with straws on the bottom :-)

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The Wiggler has definitely Wiggled™ its way further down; I feel a little like I’ve got a small honeydew melon (forgive the fruit metaphor, but it fits the bill weight/size wise) in my pelvis. Brains are heavy I suppose. It’s further down than yesterday and more forward, any further &  it’ll be falling out! I guess that’s the idea (!)

Nothing else to report!

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Before I went on maternity leave I asked a work colleague why she thought labour was called labour to which she replied “because it’s very hard work”. I like this description and think that her words were chosen well. She could’ve said “because it’s painful” or something else to describe the physical sensations, but she chose to articulate the effort involved instead which I applaud. In her article “The Language of Birth“, Alyssa Colton talks about the words used to describe the sensations of labour and childbirth. This sentence in her opening paragraph encapsulates well what I feel before the Wiggler arrives – “Though on some level I was scared, I think I was more scared by all the medical horrors that could happen. As I did more research, I understood that many medical complications are brought about by the practice of medicine itself.” I would be lying if I said I wasn’t a little anxious about the whole “pushing a human out” to quote Mr Jones, but I know  that in having the Wiggler at home I’ve made the right decision for me to be most mentally comfortable during the process. Which leads me onto…

In my last post I said I felt the hospital labour ward made me feel uncomfortable and I’ve been wondering why. Thousands of women given birth at the hospital each year so it can’t be that bad, right?  Wrong! I happened upon this article by Michel Odent. While quite lengthy in its entirety, the following is what I found most interesting (please excuse the American spellings, I only cut & paste!):

The human handicaps [surrounding birth] are related to the huge development of that part of the brain called the neocortex. It is thanks to our highly developed neocortex that we can talk, count and be logical and rational. Our neocortex is originally a tool that serves the old brain structures as a means of supporting our survival instinct. The point is that its activity tends to control more primitive brain structures and to inhibit the birth process (and any sort of sexual experience as well).

Nature found a solution to overcome the human handicap in the period surrounding birth. The neocortex is supposed to be at rest so that primitive brain structures can more easily release the necessary hormones. That is why women who give birth tend to cut themselves off from our world, to forget what they read or what they have been taught; they dare to do what civilized women would never dare to do in their daily social life (daring to scream, to swear, to be impolite etc.); they can find themselves in the most unexpected, often primitive quadrupedal posture; I heard women saying afterwards: ‘I was on another planet’. When a labouring woman is ‘on another planet’, this means that the activity of her neocortex is reduced. This reduction of the activity of the neocortex is an essential aspect of birth physiology among humans.

This aspect of human birth physiology implies that one of the basic needs of labouring women is to be protected against any sort of neocortical stimulation. From a practical point of view it is useful to explain what this means and to review the well-known factors that can stimulate the human neocortex.

Language, particularly rational language is one such factor. When we communicate with language we process what we perceive with our neocortex. This implies, for example, that if there is a birth attendant, one of her main qualities is her capacity to keep a low profile and to remain silent, to avoid in particular asking precise questions. Imagine a woman in hard labour, and already “on another planet”. She dares to scream out; she dares to do things she would never do otherwise; she has forgotten about what she has been taught or read in books; she has lost her sense of time and then she finds herself in the unexpected position of having to respond to someone who wants to know at what time she had her first contractions! Although it is apparently simple, it will probably take a long time to rediscover that a birth attendant must remain as silent as possible.

Bright light is another factor that stimulates the human neocortex. Electroencephalographers know that the trace exploring brain activity can be influenced by visual stimulation. We usually close the curtains and switch off the lights when we want to reduce the activity of our intellect in order to go to sleep. This implies that, from a physiological perspective, a dim light should in general facilitate the birth process. It will also take a long time to convince many health professionals that this is a serious issue. It is noticeable that as soon as a labouring woman is on ‘another planet’ she is spontaneously driven towards postures that tend to protect her against all sorts of visual stimulation. For example she may be on all fours, as if praying. Apart from reducing the back pain, this common posture has many positive effects, such as eliminating the main reason for fetal distress (no compression of the big vessels that run along the spine) and facilitating the rotation of the baby’s body.

A feeling of being observed can also be presented as another type of neocortical stimulation. The physiological response to the presence of an observer has been scientifically studied. In fact, it is common knowledge that we all feel different when we know we are being observed. In other words, privacy is a factor that facilitates the reduction of neocortical control. It is ironic that all non-human mammals, whose neocortex is not as developed as ours, have a strategy for giving birth in privacy – those who are normally active during night, like rats, tend to give birth during the day, and conversely others like horses who are active during the day tend to give birth at night. Wild goats give birth in the most inaccessible mountain areas. Our close relatives the chimpanzees also move away from the group. The importance of privacy implies, for example, that there is a difference between the attitude of a midwife staying in front of a woman in labour and watching her, and another one just sitting in a corner. It implies also that we should be reluctant to introduce any device that can be perceived as a way to observe, may it be a video camera or an electronic fetal monitor.

WOW! How amazing is that?

The final paragraph that talks about the feeling of being observed hits on the head exactly what I’ve been feeling about hospital birth, and birth in general if I’m honest. The thought of strangers watching me sends shivers down my spine and makes me feel somewhat queasy. To think that all this time I thought I was a little weird for wanting to be alone when I gave birth. Turns out the doctors are the weird ones for wanting to frighten the bejesus out of women in the name of medical paranoia. I know monitoring serves its purpose and millions of babies are alive today thanks to medical intervention, but for non-complicated pregnancies…? Simon even said that if he was a woman, he wouldn’t want to give birth in a hospital!

So anyway, I now have a few more pointers for my (incredibly loosely drawn up) birth plan :-)

For those of you who are still with me, check this out! It makes perfect sense that if the same parts of the body used for sex to stimulate orgasm are used for the delivery of a child, why can’t childbirth be orgasmic? Maybe it’s the medicalisation of a non-medical situation that holds so many back?  Pregnancy has been around much longer than doctors! I’m hoping that because I’ll be at home in familiar surroundings, with minimal neocortical stimulation (!) I might enjoy the Wiggler’s arrival. Here’s hoping!

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Labour ward tour

As the title suggests, we went on a tour of the labour ward.

Quite simply, it has confirmed with concrete certainty in my mind why I want to have the Wiggler at home. I understand that hospitals are a necessary evil, but childbirth is one of the most natural things in the world and, to me, the hospital is one of the most unnatural places in the world (when you stop to consider some of the things that happen in them).  The midwife lead rooms were OK, all 4 of them (!). By OK I mean quite big, had a birthing ball & a birthing mattress (about which a highly *informed* father-to-be commented “I’m not being funny, but what’s with the big spongy thing?” Ugh.) The consultant rooms were really poky and the amount of equipment present in each room was baffling! There were several waiting rooms, very few of which had windows. It seems the fact that all rooms have televisions is a plus point and was highlighted as a benefit? I suppose it is to a certain extent, but good grief – really? There weren’t any pictures on the walls and it was so sterile. I know it’s a hospital and it has to be, but the children’s ward is bright & colourful – do labouring women not need nice surroundings? Oh, hang on, I guess that’s where the TV comes in right?

I’m sure the midwives are all lovely & do everything to make your labour/birth go as smoothly as possible and you can take your own things in to make it more your own, but I honestly felt uncomfortable walking around the ward; not a place I’d like to bring the Wiggler into the world. I’m probably only seeing the negative side of things and quite possibly being difficult because I don’t like doing things that many people do in the usual way.

I know you aren’t in control of your labour and it all just happens, but I don’t think I’d feel like I had any control in the hospital with bleeping machinery and unfamiliar people watching me from a different room ready to rush in with more machines at the drop of a hat. I’m sure others find this reassuring, but I have faith in my body and ability to deliver my baby. Thousands of women have done it over the years in much more challenging conditions and I find it quite insulting that the medical profession seems to have lost sight of this. Maybe I’m just anti-institutionalist? I know there will be two strangers in my house (i.e.: the midwives), but they’ll be in my house – it’s my baby after all!

Saying all that, I may have to eat my words and go into hospital. Here’s hoping not and also hoping I don’t have to be induced! I really don’t want that. Really, really I don’t.

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Hat II

I made another hat!

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I told you I’d have another crack at it!

I gave in & used a pattern from Debbie Stoller’s The Happy Hooker (the Seija Set, but without the blanket (obviously duh – got enough of those already – and not the stripy version because I only had this yarn). It went through a short phase of looking like a little Gestapo helmet before I put the ear flaps on, which was highly amusing for all who witnessed. Don’t think the dog was very pleased to be used as a model, even if she did look very turn-of-the-century! Teehee!

If it’s a girl I can put some flowers (or something) on it and if it’s a boy I can put a tractor (?) on it (Simon’s suggestion!).

I think that’s enough hats for now.

What next…?

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Hat!

I made a hat! It’s somewhat pixie-esque, but hey – the child’s got to know what kind of family it’s been born into!

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Olivia gave me the yarn a few years ago & it’s been sitting in my yarn tub since then. It rather luckily matches a lot of the Bertie Bear stuff from Boots that we have which is good!

Rinny worked very hard too while I was knitting away -

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Oh to be a dog.

I started to crochet one, but I kept mucking it up with sizes and number of stitches to increase by and it also had a weird lump running along the join at the back. So I unpicked it all. The beauty of crochet it that it’s so much quicker than knitting! I dare say I shall have another crack next week. I’m thinking about putting ears on it :-D

I’m starting to think that maybe I should’ve stayed at work for the extra 2 weeks as I’m now getting increasingly bored. It’s nice to be at home and all, but I think I’m going a little crazy! I’m told I should be grateful for not having anything to do, but I’m one of those people who can’t just sit around (unless I’m ill); I’d rather be too busy than not busy at all, that’s just who I am.

Anyhoo, I’m leaving the house today! WOOH!

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Simon is officially master of the PTFE tape – I told him what Dad said about having put it on the wrong way round a few times & he did it first time :-) Then…we got in! Both of us at the same time. It was a bit full LOL, but that can be rectified by taking some water out (basic physics doesn’t seem to have escaped me at least). However, there are 2 very small leaks on the same pipe, but in different places; they can’t be fixed because the water is coming from a part that doesn’t open up. Hmm. It will be fine. They drip very minimally and we really aren’t bothered. It was really nice floating around it the water :-) I’m sure all will be fine for actually delivering the Wiggler in the pool. It’s a bit annoying how much of the living room is taken up, but it’s only a temporary measure with great benefit so I’m not complaining.

I made a hooded towel! I made the hood from this tutorial, but my machine wasn’t up to the pleat in the back so I just sewed it on straight. It leaves more of the ends of the towel free for drying wiggly arms and legs. I didn’t use any ribbon either. It was really easy; to think I’d been putting it off for ages. Sewing towelling is really weird. I bent a needle too – serves me right for being over ambitious machine wise. I think I want to make one for me :-P

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The first baby girl has been born from our NCT group! Simon got a text from a very proud father yesterday – congrats guys :-D We know that there are 2 other girls to be born, but the other 5 – who knows?

I’ve made a decision about vaccinations (one of many yet to still make). If we do decide to have them/some/any, then I don’t want the multiple dose ones (e.g.: MMR, DTaP/IPV/Hib <– 5 in one go?!?!) or any multiple/same day dosing in-fact. Individual doses on different days when the Wiggler will have had a chance to recover from each dose. It’s bad enough that an undeveloped immune system is given toxic chemicals to deal with, but bombarding it with more than one dose at a time seems even more barbaric. The doctor is gonna love me!

Had the scan, all is well. Wiggler is head down – wooh! It was also lying back to my back, so needs to shift around, but it’s incredibly mobile (considering how little space there is in there) so I’m sure it’ll be fine & wiggle its way back round. Didn’t get a picture because it’s really not very clear what’s what anymore and you can only fit parts of it on the screen at once! So, not worth it all round. Plus we get to meet him/her soon enough.

Saw one of the NCT Dads on his phone outside the hospital en-route to scan department – got a thumbs up so all is well with that bebe too. That’s 2 now! 6 to go…

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All was going well until…we sprung a leak! One of the joints between the heater and the pool leaks…boo. I’ve spoken to the AquaBirth lady who assures me that there will be no logic as to why it’s leaking (with which I totally agree as all the O rings are in place and it’s threaded correctly) and to get some PTFE tape to put on the thread. So, Simon’s on the PTFE case to pick some up on his way home from work & then hopefully we can get in! I can’t wait. In the meantime here is what it looks like -

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And here is the dog not really knowing what the hell is going on -

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We’ve put my Shiatsu futon mattress underneath for softness as it’ll get quite uncomfortable kneeling on a hard surface (i.e.: the floor) having decided that duvets just wouldn’t cut it. We can just see over it to see the telly from the sofa so Dexter is safe :-) That or we can get in & watch from the pool; bizarre!

NCT coffee morning tomorrow – I’m sharing a lift with the other lady who lives in town as we’re off to Ripley which is about 10 miles away. 2 heads are better than one when finding new places I think. Then back for the scan! I’m very excited about that, although sad that Simon can’t come as he doesn’t have any holiday left and work won’t let him have the time off – ungenerous swines. *Remember to take book for notoriously long wait* Still, I’ll get a picture, but it’s not the same as seeing the Wiggler Wiggling™ away!

I’m also meeting some of the local NetMums next Tuesday – how exciting! All these new friends who won’t mind talking about babies! I’m going to tackle the hooded towel today – going to print out the tutorial and everything!

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Pool arrived!

Holy cow – it’s here. It’s still in boxes, but it’s here. Need to buy plastic stuff to put it on now & get a duvet down from the loft for padding inside. DSC00346

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I’ve done yet another load of washing today. This is good though because it means the weather is good enough to hang clothes outside! Hurrah for the sun!

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I changed the date of birthing pool delivery from Saturday (yesterday) to Monday (tomorrow). This is good because it means that we won’t have boxes lying around while the girls are here and also endless questions relating to said boxes from said children. I do think the Wiggler is trying to break out of me though so I’ll be glad when it’s here & set up. I can sit in it & watch DVDs!! *Must buy plastic sheet things/shower curtains* I really did think there would be a chest burster moment last night, but exiting from the side rather than through the sternum. As much as I love the Wiggler, I won’t half be glad to have my body back. I’ve got some serious pelvis action going on what with the poking and Wiggling™!

I made some fitted sheets for the crib last week!

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I used this tutorial. I think my pregnancy dementia is climaxing in super stupid because it took me several goes to get it right. Maybe I should’ve printed it out rather than thinking “I can remember that”. Seriously, it’s very sad and a tad worrisome! Please tell me I’ll get my brain back post-birth!

I also made flat sheets from the remaining part of the sheet so I now have 2 of each. So here is the crib in its made-up glory :-D The little bear is a gift from Mum. Can you believe that my Dad made this crib 35 years ago??

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I know it’s virtually impossible to distinguish between sheet & blanket, but that’s the joy of a direct flash and phone camera combo. I still can’t be bothered to get my other camera out. Maybe when not pregnant I will. In-fact, I know I will because I hate direct flash.

I think a hooded towel project is on the cards next week, now that I’ve wrapped my pregnant brain around it that is! However, there are loads of tutorials for making a hooded towel. Some have pleats in the back & some are just squares sewn together. I don’t know which one to make! Which one my machine will stand is probably the question I should be asking. Hmm…

I’ve got my presenting scan on Wednesday next week. I’m sorely tempted to ask what gender the Wiggler is…although we’ve come this far without managing to find out so I think a few more weeks will be tolerable, especially as I’ve stipulated on the birth plan that we’d like to find out ourselves, rather than the midwife telling us. I’ve decided that I’d like to cut the cord. The Wiggler has been linked to me by the thing for the whole pregnancy and I think it fitting that I should end the permanent physical connection.

I’ve been drinking raspberry leaf tea so I’ll be interested to see if it has any effect on my labour. Will it be possible to tell? Scientists will say no because there isn’t a controlled environment in which it can be tested and “everyone is different”, but the midwife may have an opinion? I’ve also ordered some arnica 200cc in preparation for baby time. I was going to take some anyway, but didn’t realise it came in a 200cc strength! All I have around the house for general use is 30cc, but birth/labour is pretty traumatic for both mother & baby so I guess 200cc is a better bet. Also, some sweet almond oil for perineal massage. I hope there’s enough time to do some before the Wiggler makes it’s appearance…after last night I’m not so sure there will be!

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Next!

I did clean the windows yesterday – the downstairs back ones anyway. They really were disgusting, as was the kitchen floor.

Anyway, the news is that the Wiggler is partially engaged! Midwife wasn’t going to tell me, so I asked. Apparently when 3 5ths of the head are in the pelvis she calls that being engaged, although this isn’t what every midwife says. Pah – how am I supposed to know? I knew it must be though because I could feel it in my pelvis & I haven’t been able to before, plus I could breathe more easily.

Had our first post-class NCT meet today at my house. I made brownies…mmm. Think they went down well – hurrah! Was really nice to meet up with everyone. One of the other ladies has step-children too! Phew! Now everybody knows & it’s all OK. I was stressing, but it’s all good. I think we’re going to do lots of stuff together over the course of our maternity leave which is good. I’ve volunteered Simon to take a photo of all of the babies when they’re out which will be nice :-)

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