Sunday, March 27, 2011

Happy Birthday, Leta!

The events of Saturday, March 27th 2004

8am-Still pregnant. Breakfast with the family
10am-Waddling through the grocery store for some last minute items with mom.
12:30pm-Lunch with Mom's friend Leah at Monty's, where I downed a mocha and a breakfast burrito. Still pregnant.
2:30pm-Drove by the house I liked and headed over to a photography exhibition.
2:31pm-Looking at photography, listening to hippie music and feeling trouble brewing. Beads of sweat forming on brow.
3:00pm-THERE WAS NO BATHROOM. That's when we went back home.
3:30pm-Announced that we should get ready to go.
3:45pm-I was kneeling on the floor with my upper body on the seat of a rocking chair, breathing and rocking through some very uncomfortable contractions and Jason was looking for a watch.
4:00pm-Contractions were 1 minute long and 5 minutes apart. TIME TO GO, LIKE I SAID... ;)
4:05pm-I remember gripping the door handle through contractions on the way to the hospital and listening to The Cure.
4:30pm-Arrival at St. Mary's
4:45pm-Jason helped me into my gown and they checked my cervix in triage. 5cm.
5:00pm-Checking out the luxurious birthing room with the whirlpool and leather couches.
5:00:10pm-My back was in nonstop agony and I couldn't tell when the contractions began and ended and I did NOT want that stupid heart monitor strapped around my belly...
5:20pm-I tried out the tub. It felt pretty good although the PRESSURE was unbearable.
5:30pm-I couldn't stand the tub. I was overheating and wanted more control/stability during contractions. AND THE PRESSURE!!!
5:45pm-My wonderful fantastic superb sympathetic doctor broke my water--YEAH!!!!! Relief! One of those things people don't think is a good idea but OH EM GEE was it ever a good idea. Oh but wait--she discovered the baby's head was facing wrong direction...I gave a push and she turned it around for me, and VOILA--no more back pain! <3
6:00pm-9cm dilated...
6:15pm-This is when I couldn't seem to hold back my urge to push. I was on all fours and could no longer control my breathing.
6:25pm-Time to push! They said things like "push like you have to poop"--um..."chin down, hold your breath while you push! Relax those legs(this is hard to do...) It's coming"
6:35pm-"that's it! Just like the last one, that was great!" the unmistakable burning sensation now...and I heard them commenting on how much hair was on the baby's head...
6:46pm-Leta's head was born! Yes!
6:47pm-The rest of Leta was born! Jason and I cried tears of joy and incredible relief...
7:00pm-I was rewarded with a bagel and apple juice and it was glorious.

I had no tearing, no stitches...not even enough swelling to warrant the usual frozen diaper treatment.

There were times when I felt guilty about having such easy labors with all the kids but I just have to appreciate it.

Leta was born with black hair, a dimple and hairy little shoulders. She practically came out saying, "OooOOOOooh, that's cuuuuUUUUuute!"

Leta has always been a great company shopping, having lunch, having coffee... And right now she's making it very hard to write this so I guess I better go actually spend time with the birthday girl! Hopefully I will have time to write when the party is over.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Elaborating on status updates

After some discussion about what facebook has done to journaling, I started to think about what it's done to blogging... Especially after having been so pleased with myself for writing when the girls were younger and being able to go back and enjoy those times through reading. Last night I spent a lot of time converting livejournal entries to XML files. I was really worried because that's five years of almost daily writing that could just go away someday. I do like the sort of ADD quick fix aspect of facebook and twitter. It's instant gratification. You publish your thoughts nearly as they happen. But I was thinking, why don't I just use this as a tool for writing bigger chunks in a journal (or blog)? Facebook can be where I take my notes, and at the end of the week, I can see what I have to write about.

That's what I'm about to do.

I finally finished filling out my FAFSA and submitted it this week. I started it really early on, but I hadn't done my taxes yet, so I didn't have accurate numbers to go on. We finally got our taxes done, so I was able to OH THIS IS SO BORING NEVERMIND.

Mina got new glasses on Thursday. They're bright red and beautiful. I think it's the first wearable item she has ever been excited about, so I may have allowed her to pick unusually expensive frames... Her old glasses were these sort of crappy Shopko glasses... The new ones were handmade in Italy and purchased online at (love) The difference in quality is pretty obvious and Mina says she can actually see a lot better with these. Of course, her prescription is slightly different, and her old glasses were really scratched up I'M BORED WITH THIS TOO.

Wow. It really is hard to do this now. I do not have the attention span to write more than 140 characters. Sad.

In my Drawing for Illustration class we're working on a scratchboard illustration for the Henry Vilas Zoo's 100th birthday, which is also raising money for the proposed Polar Bear exhibit. Several classes are working on it and between you and me, I WANT TO WIN. I MUST WIN. I've never been very competitive, but I think my new career path has roused a sleeping giant.

This week I have also started reading the book of Joshua of Old Testament fame. I'm not quite over the death of Moses yet. Those are big shoes to fill. I'm about ten chapters in and already have lots of questions.

I get the urge to talk about the stuff I'm reading pretty frequently and don't have too many people to talk about it. I don't necessarily always want to talk to super religious people... It's just that I think it's pretty fascinating and I know that there are other friends of mine who have always meant to read the Bible at some point even if just to strengthen their arguments against religion. I just haven't quite figured out how to have theological discussions without making people want to throw up.

I was thinking about posting some of my thoughts and questions about the things I read here, and if anyone felt like reading or engaging, they would be free to step forward.

Last but not least... Tomorrow Leta is turning SEVEN. She's having a few girls from school over for crafts and cupcakes and pizza. I'm excited to revisit her birth story tomorrow. The day before Leta was born I had my 39 week OB visit. I went with my mom, who was sick and thinking about going back home, but Dr. Demopoulos said my cervix was already FOUR cm dilated and I better have my mom stay where she was because she thought I would be having that baby within the next 24 hours. And she was right.

Now look at her. She just rescued the princess on Super Mario Brothers for the DS. They've been playing this game for months and months. This is a proud day for me as a parent. *I* never rescued the princess~