Now that you are experiencing some of the normal symptoms of pregnancy, you are probably also feeling some affects of morning sickness as well. You are probably ready to find a solution or feeling like you need to just 'give up' because you don't see an end in sight. What you are normal. Most women experience some sort of nauseau and other affects of morning sickness in their first trimester. A few will have it through their entire pregnancy. You are now scouring the internet, looking for a solution. Here are a few things that might help.
Ginger-
One of the best solutions found is ginger, which has been used as a remedy for thousands of years.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Unassisted Birth Info For Dad
If you are considering an unassisted homebirth, one of the biggest challenges that could face you is making sure that your significant other is on board with the idea. Men often have every possible misconception in their head about birth and are full of questions and fear about how natural of a process birth really is. For me, it was the other way around. My husband wanted me to do my last birth unassisted and I couldn't get over my own hangups about it. While I am not a fearful person at all when it comes to birth, I still had the nagging "what if's" that kept creeping in. I then had a couple different dreams that I was completely alone when I had my baby and decided I needed to prepare. I started educating myself about it and get comfortable with the idea. In my mind, it started to become the perfect birth to me...me alone in my room, calling my husband at work a bit later to tell him that I had had the baby. The night I delivered, it turned out I DID have an unassisted birth. The birth happened too quickly and my midwife missed it by 10 minutes. I learned so much in that process that if I were to decide to have another baby, I would most definitely do it unassisted.
My story will probably differe dramatically from yours and you will need to help coax your husband along. You will need and want to work together as a team in the birth process more than likely and so having him in agreement on your decision is one of the first steps. Today while surfing online, I found that the unassisted birth site has a great section for fathers. This is a great point to start him on his journey! I hope that someone can find this link useful.
I look forward to reading your unassisted birth stories in the future!!!
http://www.unassistedhomebirth.com/fathers/
My story will probably differe dramatically from yours and you will need to help coax your husband along. You will need and want to work together as a team in the birth process more than likely and so having him in agreement on your decision is one of the first steps. Today while surfing online, I found that the unassisted birth site has a great section for fathers. This is a great point to start him on his journey! I hope that someone can find this link useful.
I look forward to reading your unassisted birth stories in the future!!!
http://www.unassistedhomebirth.com/fathers/
Been MIA
Man, where have I been? I haven't posted in quite awhile...and I was doing so good too. I hope that I still have at least a couple people who will stop by here and read these blogs as I write them. I'm going to try again.
So, where have I been? Well, I think I mentioned before about us moving to GA in June so my husband and I can go to chiropractic college. Well, he left 7 weeks ago to start his first quarter down there, leaving me with 5 kids and to pack up our house and move. 3 1/2 weeks ago I got the house packed up in PODS containers and they are in storage and the kids and I are staying with my parents. Tim has really journeyed hard the last 5 weeks while in classes as he never 'learned how to learn' while in high school and is now learning that. He was so excited yesterday to get an A on his biology test. Not only was it an A, but he tied wtih one other person as the highest grade in the class and ended up setting the curve for everyone else! I'm so proud of him. He's worked so hard to get that A and has never before in his life seen such an achievement in school. It sounds so simple to most of us, but if you are one who has struggled with school, being given all sorts of 'labels' along the way and constantly fighting just for a C, you understand what he's accomplished in that.
Anyways, I'll be doing my best to get more things on here and keep this blog moving again. I'm really looking forward to writing in it again and hope that my readers will find this one of their normal stops in the blog world.
Kelly
So, where have I been? Well, I think I mentioned before about us moving to GA in June so my husband and I can go to chiropractic college. Well, he left 7 weeks ago to start his first quarter down there, leaving me with 5 kids and to pack up our house and move. 3 1/2 weeks ago I got the house packed up in PODS containers and they are in storage and the kids and I are staying with my parents. Tim has really journeyed hard the last 5 weeks while in classes as he never 'learned how to learn' while in high school and is now learning that. He was so excited yesterday to get an A on his biology test. Not only was it an A, but he tied wtih one other person as the highest grade in the class and ended up setting the curve for everyone else! I'm so proud of him. He's worked so hard to get that A and has never before in his life seen such an achievement in school. It sounds so simple to most of us, but if you are one who has struggled with school, being given all sorts of 'labels' along the way and constantly fighting just for a C, you understand what he's accomplished in that.
Anyways, I'll be doing my best to get more things on here and keep this blog moving again. I'm really looking forward to writing in it again and hope that my readers will find this one of their normal stops in the blog world.
Kelly
I've been bad
Man, where have I been? I haven't posted in quite awhile...and I was doing so good too. I hope that I still have at least a couple people who will stop by here and read these blogs as I write them. I'm going to try again.
So, where have I been? Well, I think I mentioned before about us moving to GA in June so my husband and I can go to chiropractic college. Well, he left 7 weeks ago to start his first quarter down there, leaving me with 5 kids and to pack up our house and move. 3 1/2 weeks ago I got the house packed up in PODS containers and they are in storage and the kids and I are staying with my parents. Tim has really journeyed hard the last 5 weeks while in classes as he never 'learned how to learn' while in high school and is now learning that. He was so excited yesterday to get an A on his biology test. Not only was it an A, but he tied wtih one other person as the highest grade in the class and ended up setting the curve for everyone else! I'm so proud of him. He's worked so hard to get that A and has never before in his life seen such an achievement in school. It sounds so simple to most of us, but if you are one who has struggled with school, being given all sorts of 'labels' along the way and constantly fighting just for a C, you understand what he's accomplished in that.
Anyways, I'll be doing my best to get more things on here and keep this blog moving again. I'm really looking forward to writing in it again and hope that my readers will find this one of their normal stops in the blog world.
Kelly
So, where have I been? Well, I think I mentioned before about us moving to GA in June so my husband and I can go to chiropractic college. Well, he left 7 weeks ago to start his first quarter down there, leaving me with 5 kids and to pack up our house and move. 3 1/2 weeks ago I got the house packed up in PODS containers and they are in storage and the kids and I are staying with my parents. Tim has really journeyed hard the last 5 weeks while in classes as he never 'learned how to learn' while in high school and is now learning that. He was so excited yesterday to get an A on his biology test. Not only was it an A, but he tied wtih one other person as the highest grade in the class and ended up setting the curve for everyone else! I'm so proud of him. He's worked so hard to get that A and has never before in his life seen such an achievement in school. It sounds so simple to most of us, but if you are one who has struggled with school, being given all sorts of 'labels' along the way and constantly fighting just for a C, you understand what he's accomplished in that.
Anyways, I'll be doing my best to get more things on here and keep this blog moving again. I'm really looking forward to writing in it again and hope that my readers will find this one of their normal stops in the blog world.
Kelly
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
When Did Life Get So Hard?
When did life get so hard?
When did life switch from being fun and enjoyable to being hard? Where is that line in the sand where once you stepped over, you not had to begin carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders? I'm a huge news junkie and can't miss the news. I have to watch it 2x a day most days, just to 'keep up to date'. Ya never know what happened between noon news and 5pm news that could greatly affect your life, safety or happiness. Yep, I need to keep up to date. As I was watching the news last night, it was story after story of despair. A mother/grandmother shot and killed. Tara Grant murdered and mutilated by her husband, leaving behind 2 small children. Unemployment rates skyrocket in our state. A jetliner crashes today and kills 21. The distress around us never seems to stop. Bills pile up. People get more rude. Life just gets harder.
Where did our innocence go? When I look at my kids as they sit on the floor going through an old box of pictures, laughing at how they looked as babies or talking about the toys they used to have, I'm reminded of the joys of being a child. Life was easy. Nothing really phased us. Our friends and neighbors moved away and life went on. By the end of summer, we had new friends. Our biggest financial concern was how much money the tooth fairy would bring us for our newly lost tooth. Our biggest daily concern was that we had to clean our room or figure out our math homework. Life was so easy. When did that change? High school didn't change it because life didn't get more hard. More complicated, yes, but not more 'hard'. College didn't change it really, as it was a blow off in a lot of ways. I don't know when I woke up one day and life became different. I don't know when challenges started controlling my life, my joy, my peace. I don't know when it was that I crossed that line in the sand that said "You've grown up and your in a different place now". There are so many days that I still feel too young to have been married for 11 years and have 5 kids. I have days that I feel inside me that I can't POSSIBLY be older than 21. Maybe that's part of me that is longing for the simpler, more peaceful life. Maybe it's me hoping that someday things in this world will get easier. But will they? I want to find that line in the sand and step back over it into the day before things became 'real'. I want to go back and start smelling the roses again. I want to play in the rain. I want to spend time on the phone with friends, talking about the loves of our life and how silly they are. Last week I wrote about what I'd tell myself if I could meet "ME" as a teenager. Now I want to tell "ME" what my teenager self would tell me.
1. Make time to be your with friends.
2. Don't take life too seriously. Find time to do the little things.
3. Sleep is good. Get LOTS of it
4. Don't worry so much abou ta perfect house (bedroom). Messes are ok.
When did life switch from being fun and enjoyable to being hard? Where is that line in the sand where once you stepped over, you not had to begin carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders? I'm a huge news junkie and can't miss the news. I have to watch it 2x a day most days, just to 'keep up to date'. Ya never know what happened between noon news and 5pm news that could greatly affect your life, safety or happiness. Yep, I need to keep up to date. As I was watching the news last night, it was story after story of despair. A mother/grandmother shot and killed. Tara Grant murdered and mutilated by her husband, leaving behind 2 small children. Unemployment rates skyrocket in our state. A jetliner crashes today and kills 21. The distress around us never seems to stop. Bills pile up. People get more rude. Life just gets harder.
Where did our innocence go? When I look at my kids as they sit on the floor going through an old box of pictures, laughing at how they looked as babies or talking about the toys they used to have, I'm reminded of the joys of being a child. Life was easy. Nothing really phased us. Our friends and neighbors moved away and life went on. By the end of summer, we had new friends. Our biggest financial concern was how much money the tooth fairy would bring us for our newly lost tooth. Our biggest daily concern was that we had to clean our room or figure out our math homework. Life was so easy. When did that change? High school didn't change it because life didn't get more hard. More complicated, yes, but not more 'hard'. College didn't change it really, as it was a blow off in a lot of ways. I don't know when I woke up one day and life became different. I don't know when challenges started controlling my life, my joy, my peace. I don't know when it was that I crossed that line in the sand that said "You've grown up and your in a different place now". There are so many days that I still feel too young to have been married for 11 years and have 5 kids. I have days that I feel inside me that I can't POSSIBLY be older than 21. Maybe that's part of me that is longing for the simpler, more peaceful life. Maybe it's me hoping that someday things in this world will get easier. But will they? I want to find that line in the sand and step back over it into the day before things became 'real'. I want to go back and start smelling the roses again. I want to play in the rain. I want to spend time on the phone with friends, talking about the loves of our life and how silly they are. Last week I wrote about what I'd tell myself if I could meet "ME" as a teenager. Now I want to tell "ME" what my teenager self would tell me.
1. Make time to be your with friends.
2. Don't take life too seriously. Find time to do the little things.
3. Sleep is good. Get LOTS of it
4. Don't worry so much abou ta perfect house (bedroom). Messes are ok.
Vagina, Vagina, Vagina
There! I said it! I absolutely HATE that word and don't know why. I think it has to do with my conservative, Baptist upbringing in a home where anything remotely sexual was not discussed. I don't have a problem with teaching my boys that they have a penis, but for some reason, teaching my girls that they had a vagina was so much tougher. For the first several years, we just never talked about it. I never called it ANY name and they never asked. One day about 6 months to a year ago, I hear the girls in the bathtub and I hear them talking about washing their 'flower'. I asked them what they were talking about and they pointed to their vagina and vulva. I asked them where they heard this was a 'flower' and they said it was from my mother in law while they were at her house that weekend before. She had been giving them their baths and told them to wash their arms, their tummies, their bottoms, their 'flower'. I was flabbergasted!! This is NOT a flower. Flowers grow outside in the dirt. The smell and look pretty for a bit, then they DIE. That is NOT what my girls have. They have VAGINAS! I talked to them about what a flower was and what their vagina was.
I never had this same problem teaching my sons that they had a penis however. I remember not long after Seth was born, we were in church and our pastor was preaching about marraige and family or something and I remember as clear as day him saying something about how families tend to make these things an embarrassement and encouraged all of us as parents to not say "ookie bookie wookie" instead of penis. Yes, he said 'ookie bookie wookie'. We still laugh about this usage of 'words'. It was at that day that it all made sense I decided to start calling body parts what they were. My friend went so far that when her boys would come into the bathroom when they were little and ask what she was doing, she'd say she was peeing. They said "Where's your penis?" and she responded with "Girls don't have a penis. We have a vulva."
I had been married for several years and my DH was having to teach me about my own body and how things worked because I had no clue. I had no clue about 'clitoris' or any of that and I don't want my girls not knowing. I want them to know it's safe to talk to me about these things and not something to be embarrassed of. I rememeber when I was about 16 or 17, my boyfriend and I would be making out and I'd feel all funny 'down there'. I remember sitting up on the bathroom counter looking at my swollen lips and vagina, wondering what was going on. It was intriguing to me, but there was no one I could ask about the hows or whys. I was embarrassed about it. Why? Because my parents had MADE me embarrassed about such things, imo. They taught me I had eyes, nose, mouth, arms, hands, feet, legs and 'bottom'. To me, my vagina was taboo and something to be embarrassed about. Something to keep completely secretive and never discuss. Imagine the first time I went to the OB for a PAP. I hear the doctor using words like clitoris, vagina, etc and could feel my face turning a million shades of red. I obviously knew what she was talking about, but to have it be so OPENLY talked about was not something I was used to. My husband still laughs at me as I'll refer to my vagina as my 'hoohoo' but it's not something I EVER say to my daughters. I want them to grow up without the embarrassment of their female parts. I want them to be as proud of their vagina as a man is of his penis! (And we all know that THAT is pride!!!) Men's lives seem to often revolve around their penis. LOL
Do you remember when Kindergarten Cop came out? Remember the scene where the little boy raises his hand and says "Boys have a penis. Girls have a vagina." You could hear the gasps of all the moms and dads in the room. This is NOT something that was openly discussed, even in 1990. (WOW! Can you believe it's been 17 years since 1990???) This little boy knew something that so many little girls didn't. They were taught they had 'flowers' or 'bottom'. (The same is true about their breasts. We tell them they have 'buttons' instead of nipples or breasts. ) And most of the nicknames for a vagina are quite absurd or offensive. Why do we allow this? Why do we allow words like 'beaver' or 'cunt' in refering to our parts? Look at this horrible list of names!!! http://www.blap.com/joke.php?query=188
We need to make sure our daughters are being taught to be be proud of who they are, how they were created and what parts they possess.
*** Author Notification *** We ask that you notify the author of publication of her work. Kelly Milano, can be reached at: kmilano@gmail.com Please provide a link to her work on your site.Do not publish without permission of the author.
I never had this same problem teaching my sons that they had a penis however. I remember not long after Seth was born, we were in church and our pastor was preaching about marraige and family or something and I remember as clear as day him saying something about how families tend to make these things an embarrassement and encouraged all of us as parents to not say "ookie bookie wookie" instead of penis. Yes, he said 'ookie bookie wookie'. We still laugh about this usage of 'words'. It was at that day that it all made sense I decided to start calling body parts what they were. My friend went so far that when her boys would come into the bathroom when they were little and ask what she was doing, she'd say she was peeing. They said "Where's your penis?" and she responded with "Girls don't have a penis. We have a vulva."
I had been married for several years and my DH was having to teach me about my own body and how things worked because I had no clue. I had no clue about 'clitoris' or any of that and I don't want my girls not knowing. I want them to know it's safe to talk to me about these things and not something to be embarrassed of. I rememeber when I was about 16 or 17, my boyfriend and I would be making out and I'd feel all funny 'down there'. I remember sitting up on the bathroom counter looking at my swollen lips and vagina, wondering what was going on. It was intriguing to me, but there was no one I could ask about the hows or whys. I was embarrassed about it. Why? Because my parents had MADE me embarrassed about such things, imo. They taught me I had eyes, nose, mouth, arms, hands, feet, legs and 'bottom'. To me, my vagina was taboo and something to be embarrassed about. Something to keep completely secretive and never discuss. Imagine the first time I went to the OB for a PAP. I hear the doctor using words like clitoris, vagina, etc and could feel my face turning a million shades of red. I obviously knew what she was talking about, but to have it be so OPENLY talked about was not something I was used to. My husband still laughs at me as I'll refer to my vagina as my 'hoohoo' but it's not something I EVER say to my daughters. I want them to grow up without the embarrassment of their female parts. I want them to be as proud of their vagina as a man is of his penis! (And we all know that THAT is pride!!!) Men's lives seem to often revolve around their penis. LOL
Do you remember when Kindergarten Cop came out? Remember the scene where the little boy raises his hand and says "Boys have a penis. Girls have a vagina." You could hear the gasps of all the moms and dads in the room. This is NOT something that was openly discussed, even in 1990. (WOW! Can you believe it's been 17 years since 1990???) This little boy knew something that so many little girls didn't. They were taught they had 'flowers' or 'bottom'. (The same is true about their breasts. We tell them they have 'buttons' instead of nipples or breasts. ) And most of the nicknames for a vagina are quite absurd or offensive. Why do we allow this? Why do we allow words like 'beaver' or 'cunt' in refering to our parts? Look at this horrible list of names!!! http://www.blap.com/joke.php?query=188
We need to make sure our daughters are being taught to be be proud of who they are, how they were created and what parts they possess.
*** Author Notification *** We ask that you notify the author of publication of her work. Kelly Milano, can be reached at: kmilano@gmail.com Please provide a link to her work on your site.Do not publish without permission of the author.
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