This week was the start of a new tradition I think, playing Candyland after dinner. I bought the game on a whim about a week ago and I never imagined how much fun Johannes would have with it all. Surprisingly he has incredible luck and seems to win 9/10 times (without the modified rules), leaving Michael and I to battle it out for second and third. Oh and also exciting, I’m officially at the half way mark of this pregnancy! How did that happen?
Eeeee! What at exciting week. Yesterday we had our anatomy scan and found out we are having another little boy! He’s amazing and healthy and has ten fingers and ten toes. I can’t ask for anything better. Neither Michael nor I have siblings of the same gender so we are entering unchartered waters and we couldn’t be more excited for it. Johannes is pretty excited too. He pushed us to clean out the office of all our extra furniture and office books, and helped his dad set up the baby crib. My doctor also gave me the thumbs up to start running again and I managed to squeeze out two jogs which felt so good. It’s been a fantastic week, and really I have nothing at all to complain about. If only every week was this good!
I am going to assume that you haven’t read my birth story with Johannes, and that you haven’t been following along for long enough to know how it all went down. So here is the Coles notes version. I went into labour naturally at 2 weeks past my due date. After 20 hours in labour or so my labour stopped progressing and Johannes’ heart rate dropped so the doctors rushed me to the OR and performed an emergency C-section. The experience, although it had a happy ending, left me feeling confused, weak, and full of doubts in my abilities as a mother. That was then.
Now, three years have passed and I am confident that my birth experience with Johannes did and does not define me as a mother. I have accepted the past as a beautiful day when my son was born healthy and safe and have moved on with re-gained strength.
As I near the half way mark of this second pregnancy I am starting to think about how I want this second labour to go, realizing that plans don’t always work out, and knowing the only positive outcome is a healthy safe one.
I was thrown a bit for a loop when my OB suggested to me that I try a VBAC (Vaginal Birth After C-section). I had incorrectly assumed that once I had a C-section I would have to have one again. But that is not the case. I have a choice. Not only that but my doctor, my OB, the person I trust with my health during this time is actually encouraging me to take the VBAC route. My first reaction was one of shock and confusion, since I had come to terms with going for surgery once more. However the more I thought about it the more I realized I really want to have a natural birth. I want that experience too. For one its safer than surgery, shorter recovery which would be invaluable with having Johannes at home, and less time in the hospital. That goes without mentioning that being an active part in my son or daughter’s birth would be incredible. Being the first person to hold my baby, being able to smell them right away and cuddle them for the first time. I don’t know what that’s like, I never had a chance to experience it with Johannes. And while I don’t regret a single thing about my first birth experience, I do wish my second one to be different.
So that is where I am at now. I am optimistic and confident, hopeful and excited to get to meet this second little person who will fill our family with life and happiness. And in the meantime I am reading some of Ina May Gaskin’s books and birth stories to gain a different perspective on the birth experience.
Anyone have a story they’d like to share?? Sharing experiences is my favourite way to learn.
Yoga, cooking and socializing were the themes this week. I have an ever growing list of things I want to accomplish and this week I finally managed to check off a few of them.
Admittedly I am not much of a yoga fan. I usually find it too slow paced and I am horribly stiff so the stretches often feel torturous. But something happens to me during pregnancy and I begin to crave the practice. Maybe it’s the lack of exercise of the aching joints. Or maybe I crave being in a room full of other pregnant women. Whatever the reason may be, I have had joining a prenatal yoga class at the very top of my to do list since I found out I was pregnant. This past Sunday I finally had the opportunity to join an early morning class, and I did it with a friend I have long neglected, so it was a win win in my books. Of course I LOVED the class and I fully intend on being back every week…so much so that I committed to a class pass.
*thank you Kimberly and Diala for the photos of J and I!*
3 years…3 whole years have gone by since Johannes was first born and every parent out there I’m sure thinks the same thing, but “how?!” how did this happen??
Johannes’ birthday was pretty fun. After his first birthday which we hosted, decorated and catered all ourselves, and his second birthday where we only hung out with family, this year we decided to let Johannes choose. He really wanted to have his friends around and celebrate. So we booked the Smock Cafe in Roncensvalles as the venue. The theme was a mish-mash because Johannes wanted a pirate theme but he also wanted a Gordon the tank engine cake and so it was. We filled treat bags with books, cookies, Pez dispensers and kinder eggs. The cafe set up a craft for the children to decorate and paint a treasure chest, and we hired a face painter/balloon animal maker to come and do all that fun kids stuff. The best part of the whole day was not having to worry about setting up or cleaning up after the guests, and the littles seemed to have a great time too.
Here are a few photos of our day.
We’re having a baby!
Sorry I’ve been absent, morning-sickness is no joke. At almost 14 weeks I’m now finally feeling close to back to normal and I’m so looking forward to getting back to my old habits, including this much neglected blog.
It looks like baby 2.0 is joining us September 3 and it’s going to be one amazing ride.