(NaturalNews) Pregnancy can be a very tough time both physically and emotionally, especially in view of the toxin and stress bombardment of modern society and the fact that our bodies are generally weaker today than those of our ancestors. A few recent studies have surfaced some areas for expectant mothers-to-be to take note of. These tips and suggestions will help toward having a smoother pregnancy, as well as toward healthier mothers and newborns.
1. Do Not Smoke
Do we even need to mention this? The fetus gets its nutrient and oxygen supply from the mother. When a pregnant women smokes, it then logically follows that all that nicotine, tar and oxygen deprivation are also going to affect the little one.
And it is not just short-term detrimental effects we are talking about - the adverse impact can surface years later. A study commissioned by the newspaper "The Australian" and carried out by the Cancer Institute in New South Wales, for example, found that pregnant woman who smoke are elevating the risk of their children getting serious cancer later in life. Heightened risk included 70% increase for leukemia and 80% increase for brain and central nervous system cancers, among others.
"There is more and more evidence accumulating that pregnancy and smoking don't go together. But it is clear that we can do something about those complications - that is not to smoke during pregnancy," said Professor Jim Bishop, who is the chief executive of the institute.
Another recent study published in the journalDevelopment and Psychotherapyhad also reported that women who smoked during pregnancy had a higher chance of giving birth to aggressive children.
2. Consume Enough Fiber
A study which had analyzed food questionnaires filled in by about 1,500 women found that those who consumed the recommended doses of fiber - 20 to 30g per day - had 70% lower risk of getting preeclampsia, as compared to those who had less fiber. And the research team said that adding an extra 5g of fiber could further reduce the risk of the condition by 14%.
Preeclampsia is a dangerous ailment which 3% to 7% of pregnant ladies may encounter. According to maternal fetal medicine specialist, Dr Tanya Sorensen, "it consists of high blood pressure developing, and then often the baby will be affected, be growth restricted, and then the mother actually can get very ill from the disease and need early delivery".
This study was discussed on the website KDKA.com, although no references to where it was conducted or published were revealed.
3. Try Aquarobics
A Brazilian study which was published in the journalReproductive Healthfound that doing aquarobics during pregnancy helped reduced the amount of pain-killing drugs requested by the women during labor.
The study had looked at 71 pregnant women - half of them went through three sessions of aquarobics each week during pregnancy, with each session lasting 50 minutes. "We found no statistically significant differences in the duration of labor or the type of delivery between the two groups. However, only 27 percent of women in the aquarobics group requested analgesia, compared to 65 percent in the control group. This represents a 58 percent reduction in requests," said Rosa Pereira from the University of Campinas in Sao Paulo, the leader of the study.
This study cast some light on the issue of safety of exercise during pregnancy, with the main worry being exercise having adverse effects on fetal / placental demands, thereby compromising the development of the fetus or increasing the risk of abnormalities. The study team, however, concluded that the wellbeing of both mother and children were not adversely affected.
"We've shown that the regular practice of moderate water aerobics during pregnancy is not detrimental to the health of the mother or the child. In fact, the reduction in analgesia requests suggests that it can get women into better psycho-physical condition," added Pereira.
4. Maintain Healthy Levels of Weight Gain
A study conducted at the Harvard Medical School found that children borne of women who put on too much weight during pregnancy may not only be heavier babies, but bigger teenagers, too.
The study found that those whose mothers had put on more than the recommended pregnancy weight gain had a 42% higher likelihood of being obese, an increased risk which was independent of other factors, for example the mothers' weight prior to pregnancy.
The Institute of Medicine in the United States recommends that women in the normal-weight range put on about 25 to 35 pounds during pregnancy. The corresponding increases for women who were overweight before pregnancy was about 15 to 25 pounds, and those who were underweight before pregnancy was 28 to 40 pounds.
Read more about this study athttp://www.naturalnews.com/025198.html.
5. Avoid Exposure to Hairspray
A groundbreaking study which was jointly conducted by the Imperial College in London, University College Cork and the Centre for Research in Environment Epidemiology in Barcelona found that ladies who were exposed to hairspray while at work during the first trimester of their pregnancies had two to three times the likelihood of giving birth to a son with hypospadias.
The study was funded by several UK and European governmental organizations and was recently published in the journalEnvironmental Health Perspectives. It has been suggested that this association could be down to the presence of chemicals found in hairspray called phthalates, which are mainly used as plasticizers to improve the flexibility of plastics
Hypospadias is a condition whereby there is displacement of the urinary opening to the underside of the penis. It is one of the most common birth defects to affect the male genitals.
Read more about this study athttp://www.naturalnews.com/025168.html.
Sources
Smoking when pregnant increases risk of child cancer, study warns (http://www.bounty.com/Your-pregnancy/Smoking-when-pregnant-increases-...)
Study: Fiber Lowers Health Risks During Pregnancy (http://kdka.com/health/fiber.pregnancy.health.2.875377.html)
Aquarobics May Help Ease Labor (http://www.nlm.nih.gov/medlineplus/news/fullstory_71955.html)
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Thursday, May 10, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Preparing for the Arrival of a New Baby (Katie Moore)
Preparing for the Arrival of a New Baby
Getting ready for the birth of a new baby is an exciting and very busy time for many mothers. A lot of planning is involved in welcoming a newborn into the world. Things such as preparing the nursery or area for the baby to sleep in, mapping out a birth plan, choosing a doctor and taking classes to prepare for labor and the role of raising the baby after birth are all things that can make the nine months go by in the blink of an eye!
Planning for the Birth
Choosing a doctor or midwife that you’d like to work with throughout your pregnancy until delivery is an important first step. Some women want a natural birth while others prefer to receive an epidural. Knowing a doctor’s style will help you have a better birthing experience.
As the time for delivery draws nearer, a lot of women want to be prepared for the moment labor strikes. That’s why some women like to do a test run and will drive to the hospital or birthing center so that they can learn where they will need to park and what the check-in procedures are. If health insurance will cover part or all of the maternity care, some women find that it makes it easier to give the hospital all their insurance information before the delivery day.
Preparing for Baby at Home
Some women are given baby showers to celebrate the impending birth and as a way to provide mom-to-be with baby essentials as gifts. A new baby will need equipment, such as a crib and car seat, as well as clothing, bottles, and diapers. Other common shower gifts include fun items, such as toys and books. Cribs and clothing can also be purchased second-hand or donated from friends and family.
An area of the home is usually prepared for a nursery for the baby to sleep and be fed in. The size of the area depends on the size of the home. Preparing a nursery and your home can be a very fun and creative process that will help relieve “nesting” symptoms some moms experience.
Important Considerations After Birth
Immediately after birth, the baby will undergo a series of tests to evaluate his or her state of health. Once the baby is handed over to Mom, those mothers who plan to breastfeed are usually able to start right away. There are some other post-delivery decisions you can make, like circumcision and cord blood banking for example. Circumcision can be done a few different ways on baby boys, and comes down to your preference. Cord blood banking is where the umbilical cord blood, which contains valuable stem cells, is collected and stored for the family as a medical resource. Collecting cord blood can only be done right at birth so it needs to be set up ahead of time.
It’s true that the number of preparations and considerations that go into planning for a newborn are sure to keep any expecting mom busy up until the moment she gives birth. Staying focused on the most important thing, delivering a healthy baby, is the best preparation a mom can make.
This article was written by Katie Moore. Katie is an active writer within the blogging community who discusses maternity, motherhood, prenatal health, childbirth and other topics within this niche. If you have any questions or would like to connect with Katie please contact by visiting her blog, Moore From Katie or her twitter @moorekm26.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Pregnancy Awareness
May is Pregnancy Awareness Month. I was unaware. But I have since been enlightened.
What a unique month to have a baby in! (I wonder if there is a newborn awareness month...)
Anyway, I've decided to have a few guest articles posted throughout the rest of this month. All of which will be about pregnancy. Obviously. Since I'm no expert on pregnancy (aside from the fact that I am, indeed, pregnant) and related issues, I think it'd be nice to hear what others have to say. And so, if you feel you are an expert, or really just want to write an article on here, please email me at Sarahk1021@yahoo.com with an article or something and I will be more than happy to review it and possibly post it.
Enjoy!
What a unique month to have a baby in! (I wonder if there is a newborn awareness month...)
Anyway, I've decided to have a few guest articles posted throughout the rest of this month. All of which will be about pregnancy. Obviously. Since I'm no expert on pregnancy (aside from the fact that I am, indeed, pregnant) and related issues, I think it'd be nice to hear what others have to say. And so, if you feel you are an expert, or really just want to write an article on here, please email me at Sarahk1021@yahoo.com with an article or something and I will be more than happy to review it and possibly post it.
Enjoy!
Monday, May 7, 2012
38 weeks...
I've been getting those lovely comments from people lately:
-"You're STILL pregnant?!"
-"Oh my gosh, you're HUGE!"
-"How many are in there?!"
How fun.
But, in all reality, that's exactly how I feel every day too. This last week has been especially difficult. Perhaps it's the heat. I don't know. But I have just been so miserable. I tried all of the things on my list to induce labor, and even some not on my list.
(And a side note: The super moon did nothing for me!)
And, obviously, nothing has worked.
I have been frustrated and miserable and hot and uncomfortable. I just want this baby outta me!
And then yesterday I really thought about it. I'm creating a little person. And ya know what? I'm gonna miss her being in my belly. I'm going to miss feeling her move around, and I'm going to miss watching my belly grow as she grows. And I'm going to miss those cute little baby hiccups that I can see and feel from the outside.
And I may not be getting much sleep now because I'm so uncomfortable, but at least I can stay in bed all day right now if I want to. And I can run to the store real fast if need be. I can still hang out with my friends whenever I want, and I still have quite a bit of freedom to do whatever it is that I want to do, when I want to do it.
And all of that will only last for the next two weeks (or so).
And so I've resolved myself to be patient and content until Jaelyn is ready to come out. Of course...my patience is limited until the 25th. After that, I will be miserable and grumpy and demand that she make her debut :-)
Oh my gosh...I cannot believe we are in our last few weeks of this, and soon I will be holding my daughter. What an amazing thought!!!
-"You're STILL pregnant?!"
-"Oh my gosh, you're HUGE!"
-"How many are in there?!"
How fun.
But, in all reality, that's exactly how I feel every day too. This last week has been especially difficult. Perhaps it's the heat. I don't know. But I have just been so miserable. I tried all of the things on my list to induce labor, and even some not on my list.
(And a side note: The super moon did nothing for me!)
And, obviously, nothing has worked.
I have been frustrated and miserable and hot and uncomfortable. I just want this baby outta me!
And then yesterday I really thought about it. I'm creating a little person. And ya know what? I'm gonna miss her being in my belly. I'm going to miss feeling her move around, and I'm going to miss watching my belly grow as she grows. And I'm going to miss those cute little baby hiccups that I can see and feel from the outside.
And I may not be getting much sleep now because I'm so uncomfortable, but at least I can stay in bed all day right now if I want to. And I can run to the store real fast if need be. I can still hang out with my friends whenever I want, and I still have quite a bit of freedom to do whatever it is that I want to do, when I want to do it.
And all of that will only last for the next two weeks (or so).
And so I've resolved myself to be patient and content until Jaelyn is ready to come out. Of course...my patience is limited until the 25th. After that, I will be miserable and grumpy and demand that she make her debut :-)
Oh my gosh...I cannot believe we are in our last few weeks of this, and soon I will be holding my daughter. What an amazing thought!!!
Saturday, April 28, 2012
Full Term
Well we have finally made it to 37 weeks, which is considered full term. The doctor told me a few days ago that if I started to go into labor now, they would do nothing to stop it. That was exciting news.
But, I also realized that the chances of going into labor 3 weeks before my due date are pretty low. Bummer!
But, since I am considered full term, I have been googling ways to induce labor at home. Of course, I'm not taking any of this seriously, and I know that this stuff doesn't actually work. The baby will come when the baby is ready. But it is fun to try a few of these old wives tales.
(Also, I will note, that I have been told by several people when I can and cannot have this baby. So I am on a very strict timetable here. Ya hear that Jaelyn? You can't come out until EVERYONE is ready for you to come out.)
So here is my fun list of labor inducing techniques I may or may not try (but probably I will definitely try them):
1. Sex: Yep, I said it. Apparently sperm on the cervix is supposed to help things get moving along.
2. Walking: Some say that a long brisk walk can naturally induce labor. Plus it is great exercise and can reduce pregnancy stress (But who am I kidding, I'm not walking for the exercise, I want this baby outta me and into my arms!!)
3. Eating Spicy foods: Some people believe that spicy foods (like castor oil...which will NOT be on my list) can irritate your intestines and cause your uterus to contract.
4. Eating Pineapple
5. Talking to the baby and telling her it's okay to come out now and that we can't wait to meet her
6. Massage
7. Relaxing: I do enough of that already!
8. Bumpy car rides: Gotta bounce that baby right outta ya!
9. Marching up and down the stairs: Though...that might just make you too tired if labor does actually begin
10. Watch a funny movie and laugh until you pee your pants/watch a sad movie and cry like crazy
Okay, obviously the majority of these are just ridiculous. But hey...what else am I gonna do in these next 3 weeks?! Might as well have a little fun while I wait.
But, I also realized that the chances of going into labor 3 weeks before my due date are pretty low. Bummer!
But, since I am considered full term, I have been googling ways to induce labor at home. Of course, I'm not taking any of this seriously, and I know that this stuff doesn't actually work. The baby will come when the baby is ready. But it is fun to try a few of these old wives tales.
(Also, I will note, that I have been told by several people when I can and cannot have this baby. So I am on a very strict timetable here. Ya hear that Jaelyn? You can't come out until EVERYONE is ready for you to come out.)
So here is my fun list of labor inducing techniques I may or may not try (but probably I will definitely try them):
1. Sex: Yep, I said it. Apparently sperm on the cervix is supposed to help things get moving along.
2. Walking: Some say that a long brisk walk can naturally induce labor. Plus it is great exercise and can reduce pregnancy stress (But who am I kidding, I'm not walking for the exercise, I want this baby outta me and into my arms!!)
3. Eating Spicy foods: Some people believe that spicy foods (like castor oil...which will NOT be on my list) can irritate your intestines and cause your uterus to contract.
4. Eating Pineapple
5. Talking to the baby and telling her it's okay to come out now and that we can't wait to meet her
6. Massage
7. Relaxing: I do enough of that already!
8. Bumpy car rides: Gotta bounce that baby right outta ya!
9. Marching up and down the stairs: Though...that might just make you too tired if labor does actually begin
10. Watch a funny movie and laugh until you pee your pants/watch a sad movie and cry like crazy
Okay, obviously the majority of these are just ridiculous. But hey...what else am I gonna do in these next 3 weeks?! Might as well have a little fun while I wait.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Too much anticipation
The excitement of becoming a mom is getting overwhelming. It has gotten to the point where I just can't sleep anymore. As I lay down at night, my desire to get some rest is interrupted by my great imagination and longing to meet my baby. The thoughts and "day dreams", so to speak, keep me awake almost through the night.
I can equate it with being a child and having that great anticipation about going on vacation. The night before we would leave, I would be unable to sleep. I was wide awake by the thoughts of what it would be like, what we would do, and all the fun we would have.
Or even Christmas. As a kid, Christmas eve night was the worst night for sleep! I just couldn't stop thinking about waking up in the morning to a living room swallowed up in presents. What did I get this year? Will mom and dad like what I got them?!
But more accurately, this excitement and anticipation can be more equated with getting married. Weeks before the big day, I would lie awake just thinking about that perfect day and what life would be like afterwards.
In marriage you get a person; a spouse, a forever partner, a best friend to share life with. A person that is there with you through the thick and thin. It's a momentous occasion that calls for celebration. And it's life changing.
It's the same, really, for having a baby. In the end you get a person. A tiny baby that is a blend of both you and your spouse. An intermingling of the two of you in this tiny tiny human. Having a baby is so neat.
You watch for almost 10 months as your body begins to grow and change, to accommodate a tiny living creature. Each week is filled with something new, something different. It's so unique to feel the little person you are growing start to wiggle and move around. And soon, you discover that this little baby in your womb already has a personality developing in there- already has her own temperament.
And you know that all of those people out there that say fetuses aren't humans yet are full of crap. You know that babies in utero are living humans, complete with their own personalities and designed by God. They are created humans too. You know this because you're growing one, and well, you just know.
The anticipation of meeting Jaelyn is overwhelming. I'm excited beyond words. I don't want to wait another 4 weeks. I want to hold this precious baby, love on her, and be her mama!
I can't wait to meet you!!
I can equate it with being a child and having that great anticipation about going on vacation. The night before we would leave, I would be unable to sleep. I was wide awake by the thoughts of what it would be like, what we would do, and all the fun we would have.
Or even Christmas. As a kid, Christmas eve night was the worst night for sleep! I just couldn't stop thinking about waking up in the morning to a living room swallowed up in presents. What did I get this year? Will mom and dad like what I got them?!
But more accurately, this excitement and anticipation can be more equated with getting married. Weeks before the big day, I would lie awake just thinking about that perfect day and what life would be like afterwards.
In marriage you get a person; a spouse, a forever partner, a best friend to share life with. A person that is there with you through the thick and thin. It's a momentous occasion that calls for celebration. And it's life changing.
It's the same, really, for having a baby. In the end you get a person. A tiny baby that is a blend of both you and your spouse. An intermingling of the two of you in this tiny tiny human. Having a baby is so neat.
You watch for almost 10 months as your body begins to grow and change, to accommodate a tiny living creature. Each week is filled with something new, something different. It's so unique to feel the little person you are growing start to wiggle and move around. And soon, you discover that this little baby in your womb already has a personality developing in there- already has her own temperament.
And you know that all of those people out there that say fetuses aren't humans yet are full of crap. You know that babies in utero are living humans, complete with their own personalities and designed by God. They are created humans too. You know this because you're growing one, and well, you just know.
The anticipation of meeting Jaelyn is overwhelming. I'm excited beyond words. I don't want to wait another 4 weeks. I want to hold this precious baby, love on her, and be her mama!
I can't wait to meet you!!
Saturday, April 14, 2012
One day, Two funerals, Three Lessons
Today was a strange day. A sad day. Two people from my home town died in the past week. It was a strange mix of emotions. It's always a reality check when someone you know dies. Life is so short.
One of the funerals was for a grade school teacher. He was a great man and an amazing teacher. So full of life and love. He cared deeply for his students, and it was evident in his service. He was older, though not very old. His death was sudden, and it was a shock. So many loved him dearly, and it was sad to hear of his passing.
His funeral was quite nice though. So many people there to offer there support, and to grieve for a man that was well loved.
It was a celebration of a life well lived. It was sad to be at his funeral, but, as far as funerals go, it was a nice one. When I die, I want people to celebrate. He passed from this life into the next one, and we can all rest assure of where he is now.
The other funeral was for a high school classmate. Her passing was quite a shock. She was young. My age. And she had a little boy. It was devastating news, and something that is still hard to wrap my mind around. Someone dying so young always strikes a nerve in me. It's hard for me to process. Especially if I knew the person.
Her funeral was less of a celebration of a life well lived, and more of a mourning for a life lost too early. My heart breaks for this family. She died way too soon. Her life was riddled with struggle and conflict. She just couldn't overcome her drug addiction. And, in the end, it prevailed over her. A tragedy to be sure.
Her death is still a shock to my system, and I'm having difficulty processing everything that encompasses her passing.
Life is way too short.
And here are the 3 lessons I have learned from this experience:
1. Life really is short: The reality of this life is that we sometimes spend too much time focusing on the wrong things. I want to live my life in such a way that I focus on the things that truly matter, and forget about the trivial matters. People are so important! Our family and friends matter so much. I need to show them that.
2. Sharing matters much: I may feel intrusive or worry about how people will perceive me if I share my faith with others. But this stuff matters. Tragedy happens all around us. And it happens every day. Who am I to decide who gets to hear, and who doesn't? It's not up to me. I need to share because it does matter much.
3. People need us: We cannot neglect those around us that appear to be suffering, or are closing themselves off to friends and family. Whether they want us to or not, we need to be there for those around us. If someone you know is depressed or is acting very secluded, or is just down in the dumps, it is essential to take that small step and let them know you care. A hand written note, a text, a phone call, a visit. Small gestures mean so much to those that are in the pit and feel alone and neglected.
If we care for those around us...perhaps less tragedy will strike.
Life is difficult. We need to be there for each other.
One of the funerals was for a grade school teacher. He was a great man and an amazing teacher. So full of life and love. He cared deeply for his students, and it was evident in his service. He was older, though not very old. His death was sudden, and it was a shock. So many loved him dearly, and it was sad to hear of his passing.
His funeral was quite nice though. So many people there to offer there support, and to grieve for a man that was well loved.
It was a celebration of a life well lived. It was sad to be at his funeral, but, as far as funerals go, it was a nice one. When I die, I want people to celebrate. He passed from this life into the next one, and we can all rest assure of where he is now.
The other funeral was for a high school classmate. Her passing was quite a shock. She was young. My age. And she had a little boy. It was devastating news, and something that is still hard to wrap my mind around. Someone dying so young always strikes a nerve in me. It's hard for me to process. Especially if I knew the person.
Her funeral was less of a celebration of a life well lived, and more of a mourning for a life lost too early. My heart breaks for this family. She died way too soon. Her life was riddled with struggle and conflict. She just couldn't overcome her drug addiction. And, in the end, it prevailed over her. A tragedy to be sure.
Her death is still a shock to my system, and I'm having difficulty processing everything that encompasses her passing.
Life is way too short.
And here are the 3 lessons I have learned from this experience:
1. Life really is short: The reality of this life is that we sometimes spend too much time focusing on the wrong things. I want to live my life in such a way that I focus on the things that truly matter, and forget about the trivial matters. People are so important! Our family and friends matter so much. I need to show them that.
2. Sharing matters much: I may feel intrusive or worry about how people will perceive me if I share my faith with others. But this stuff matters. Tragedy happens all around us. And it happens every day. Who am I to decide who gets to hear, and who doesn't? It's not up to me. I need to share because it does matter much.
3. People need us: We cannot neglect those around us that appear to be suffering, or are closing themselves off to friends and family. Whether they want us to or not, we need to be there for those around us. If someone you know is depressed or is acting very secluded, or is just down in the dumps, it is essential to take that small step and let them know you care. A hand written note, a text, a phone call, a visit. Small gestures mean so much to those that are in the pit and feel alone and neglected.
If we care for those around us...perhaps less tragedy will strike.
Life is difficult. We need to be there for each other.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
So...how far are we?
I keep getting confused about how far along I am. Actually, I keep getting confused about a lot of things. It's like having a baby inside of you makes you a little dense.
After checking my calendar again and again, I can confidently say that I am 8 1/2 months pregnant! Wow! Where has the time gone?
Now that I am almost 9 months, I can say that this pregnancy really hasn't been that bad, and it really hasn't seemed that long. If you would have asked me a few months ago, or even several weeks ago, I would have said that this thing is just dragging on and on. But, in hindsight, this pregnancy has been awesome! Aside from the occasional sleepless nights, and the bouts of heartburn, and the overall uncomfortableness....it's been a walk in the park. haha!
One of my favorite things about being pregnant is feeling her hiccup! Which, by the way, she is currently doing. I just love it! There is a tiny tiny person inside of me, and I can feel her very life. It is amazing! I love my baby girl, and I am so excited to finally get to meet her.
We have approximately 6 weeks left. Of course, if she's anything like her mom and dad, she will be late! I am praying that she is early though, because there are things we want to do this summer! haha!
After checking my calendar again and again, I can confidently say that I am 8 1/2 months pregnant! Wow! Where has the time gone?
Now that I am almost 9 months, I can say that this pregnancy really hasn't been that bad, and it really hasn't seemed that long. If you would have asked me a few months ago, or even several weeks ago, I would have said that this thing is just dragging on and on. But, in hindsight, this pregnancy has been awesome! Aside from the occasional sleepless nights, and the bouts of heartburn, and the overall uncomfortableness....it's been a walk in the park. haha!
One of my favorite things about being pregnant is feeling her hiccup! Which, by the way, she is currently doing. I just love it! There is a tiny tiny person inside of me, and I can feel her very life. It is amazing! I love my baby girl, and I am so excited to finally get to meet her.
We have approximately 6 weeks left. Of course, if she's anything like her mom and dad, she will be late! I am praying that she is early though, because there are things we want to do this summer! haha!
Come out, come out, wherever you are!!
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Maternity Picture- 34 weeks
Well we finally got our maternity pictures done. I was getting nervous that we would never actually get around to it. We had to make 3 hour trek to Indiana...which is no small feat these days. Me and travel just don't do well together. But somehow I survived (although my poor swollen feet didn't think so).
And so....here are a few of those lovely maternity pics. (Thanks again Aunt Becky!)
And so....here are a few of those lovely maternity pics. (Thanks again Aunt Becky!)
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Oh yeah...baby pics- 31 weeks
I forgot to post these! Silly me. Here are the most recent pictures of Jaelyn:
Her eyes are open!!
Little tiny baby feet!
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Today I am over this
Currently I am tired of being pregnant. Mostly because I am just plain tired. In a few days I will hit the 8 month mark, and let me tell you...this is no picnic in the park.
Don't get me wrong, I love being pregnant. Most of the time. I thoroughly enjoy feeling her move around in there. And it's nice not to have to get up in the middle of the night to a crying baby. We still have some freedom to do whatever we want to do. And it's nice not having to change stinky diapers yet.
But I am just getting so uncomfortable. I literally got zero hours of sleep last night. Hence the reason I am up at 4 in the morning writing this. What else is there to do?!
This giant basketball growing under my shirt does not make it easy to get comfortable.
And the heat!! It's like someone turned up my internal thermometer, and I am constantly on fire. It's so weird to me, because I am typically a very cold person.
And the swelling! Who knew I would swell up like a balloon?! I suppose other woman who have swelled up like balloons. But did they bother telling me?! No they did not. I can no longer wear my wedding rings. So I have a makeshift ring on until...I unswell..
Also, Jaelyn is in the head-down position. She is putting extra pressure on my poor little bladder, which makes me have to potty EVEN MORE now! I literally get up at least 4 times a night to use the bathroom. And that's without drinking anything before I go to bed.
So yes, today I am over this whole being pregnant thing. I want to meet my baby girl, and hold her and cuddle her. I love her so much already! And I want to love her OUTSIDE of my uterus :-)
Don't get me wrong, I love being pregnant. Most of the time. I thoroughly enjoy feeling her move around in there. And it's nice not to have to get up in the middle of the night to a crying baby. We still have some freedom to do whatever we want to do. And it's nice not having to change stinky diapers yet.
But I am just getting so uncomfortable. I literally got zero hours of sleep last night. Hence the reason I am up at 4 in the morning writing this. What else is there to do?!
This giant basketball growing under my shirt does not make it easy to get comfortable.
And the heat!! It's like someone turned up my internal thermometer, and I am constantly on fire. It's so weird to me, because I am typically a very cold person.
And the swelling! Who knew I would swell up like a balloon?! I suppose other woman who have swelled up like balloons. But did they bother telling me?! No they did not. I can no longer wear my wedding rings. So I have a makeshift ring on until...I unswell..
Also, Jaelyn is in the head-down position. She is putting extra pressure on my poor little bladder, which makes me have to potty EVEN MORE now! I literally get up at least 4 times a night to use the bathroom. And that's without drinking anything before I go to bed.
So yes, today I am over this whole being pregnant thing. I want to meet my baby girl, and hold her and cuddle her. I love her so much already! And I want to love her OUTSIDE of my uterus :-)
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Kony 2012
There are some things that we see that we just cannot ignore. For me, this is one of them.
I remember being told in college that we have a limited capacity for compassion. We cannot be moved by everything. We cannot care about everything. If we did, we would live our lives in constant turmoil.
But each of us can be passionate and have compassion for something. And I choose this.
This 30 minute video gripped my heart, and it won't let go. I cried throughout this film. Maybe a little to do with hormones, but I'm guessing mostly to do with the horrors that children are facing.
We have to stop Joseph Kony!
Please watch this video. And be impacted. And then take a stand with me.
Click this link to go to the website: Kony2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Gestational Diabetes
Nobody likes to be told that something could be wrong with them. And so, when I went to the doctor after drinking that nasty glucose drink, and the nurse told me I might possibly be at risk for gestational diabetes, I was terribly worried.
Now I have heard many women say that they failed the first test, only to pass the second one. But that didn't ease my mind. And it certainly didn't help matters that Phil continued to joke about me being "diabetic", and tried to monitor my food intake.
And so, for three days I worried that I would have to start taking insulin, that my baby would come out giant, and that I would have to deliver her early (that part wouldn't be so bad!).
Yesterday I went to the lab for my 4 hours of blood draws. Both of my arms make me appear to be a junky. It was not a fun time. Strange people come to the lab!
After that long and boring experience, I treated myself to salad and bread sticks at Olive Garden with some friends.
A few hours later the nurse called me, and gave me some surprisingly great news! She said that I passed all four of the tests, which is amazing because most people fail at least one of them. Turns out, it was really kind of bogus for me to have had to get the long test done. My original number was just off by one point. One point!
She told me to "just keep doing what you're doing. You're doing great!"
So there Phil!! No more jokes about this "diabetic"!
Now I have heard many women say that they failed the first test, only to pass the second one. But that didn't ease my mind. And it certainly didn't help matters that Phil continued to joke about me being "diabetic", and tried to monitor my food intake.
And so, for three days I worried that I would have to start taking insulin, that my baby would come out giant, and that I would have to deliver her early (that part wouldn't be so bad!).
Yesterday I went to the lab for my 4 hours of blood draws. Both of my arms make me appear to be a junky. It was not a fun time. Strange people come to the lab!
After that long and boring experience, I treated myself to salad and bread sticks at Olive Garden with some friends.
A few hours later the nurse called me, and gave me some surprisingly great news! She said that I passed all four of the tests, which is amazing because most people fail at least one of them. Turns out, it was really kind of bogus for me to have had to get the long test done. My original number was just off by one point. One point!
She told me to "just keep doing what you're doing. You're doing great!"
So there Phil!! No more jokes about this "diabetic"!
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
The pains of lugging around a tiny person
I love being pregnant! It's fun and exciting, and it's such a joy to feel a little human moving around and pushing on your abdomen. It's so neat to see her twisting and turning under my skin. Even the somewhat painful jabs to the ribs are quite endearing.
I really do love being pregnant. But, this whole pregnancy thing comes with a price.
Pain.
Who knew that there were so many different pains associated with carrying a baby? Probably most people are aware of this. But for someone reason, I always just thought pregnancy was fun and rewarding and really nothing negative to contribute. How wrong I was.
It's just little things, like heartburn, fatigue, and swollen feet. But then there are some other strange things, such as a good swift kick to the vaginal area. Thanks a lot honey, mommy really appreciates that. Or strange pelvic pressures that makes you think the baby is falling out. Strange sensations indeed.
My newest ailment is loss of balance and light headed-ness. That is not a good combination.
Yesterday I was taking the trash out. Somehow I missed the one and only step we have and managed to fall right outside my door. It was awkward and embarrassing. Looking back, it's quite comical to me, but in the moment is was anything but funny. I managed to scrape up my hand and leg, and I sort of fell on the side of my stomach. It took a lot of effort to get up, and by the time I was walking back towards the apartment, I was sobbing.
Being scared + bruised ego + hormones = sobbing uncontrollably
It startled me more than anything. And, of course, for the rest of the day I was nervous that I had hurt Jaelyn. I googled falling while pregnant, and almost everything I read said that babies are greatly protected in the womb, and that trauma to the baby is only likely if there was great trauma to the mother. No trauma here!
Can I just say though, that my great fall did nothing to help the pelvic pain I was already feeling! Needless to say, I spent the majority of the day lounging on the couch.
Phil also informed me that I'm not allowed to go outside anymore...!
Gotta love those fathers-to-be!
I really do love being pregnant. But, this whole pregnancy thing comes with a price.
Pain.
Who knew that there were so many different pains associated with carrying a baby? Probably most people are aware of this. But for someone reason, I always just thought pregnancy was fun and rewarding and really nothing negative to contribute. How wrong I was.
It's just little things, like heartburn, fatigue, and swollen feet. But then there are some other strange things, such as a good swift kick to the vaginal area. Thanks a lot honey, mommy really appreciates that. Or strange pelvic pressures that makes you think the baby is falling out. Strange sensations indeed.
My newest ailment is loss of balance and light headed-ness. That is not a good combination.
Yesterday I was taking the trash out. Somehow I missed the one and only step we have and managed to fall right outside my door. It was awkward and embarrassing. Looking back, it's quite comical to me, but in the moment is was anything but funny. I managed to scrape up my hand and leg, and I sort of fell on the side of my stomach. It took a lot of effort to get up, and by the time I was walking back towards the apartment, I was sobbing.
Being scared + bruised ego + hormones = sobbing uncontrollably
It startled me more than anything. And, of course, for the rest of the day I was nervous that I had hurt Jaelyn. I googled falling while pregnant, and almost everything I read said that babies are greatly protected in the womb, and that trauma to the baby is only likely if there was great trauma to the mother. No trauma here!
Can I just say though, that my great fall did nothing to help the pelvic pain I was already feeling! Needless to say, I spent the majority of the day lounging on the couch.
Phil also informed me that I'm not allowed to go outside anymore...!
Gotta love those fathers-to-be!
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Ladies and Gentlemen....she has a name!
And so we decided on a name for our precious baby girl:
Jaelyn Elizabeth Kemp
I told Phil that I had 4 names that I really loved (and oddly enough they all started with a "J" and three of them ended in an "n"). I told him that I wanted him to pick out his favorite.
I still really love the name Jael, but after trying it out on a few people, I decided against it. Most people pronounce it "jail", or they think it is the letters J.L. It annoyed me enough that we opted not to use it. Even though I had that named picked out before I ever even met Phil :-(
But...Jaelyn is a derivative of Jael, and hey...the name Jael is still in there. So I think it's a win win situation.
I love her name! And I can't wait to meet her!
Monday, February 13, 2012
So Whitney Houston died...
I have a very difficult time wrapping my mind around death. Not that I am affected by Whitney Houston's death the way many people are. Here is my beef with her death (or rather, with the ridiculous response to her death):
Yes, a well known and very famous person in our society has suddenly died. And yes it is sad and tragic. It is sad for her family and loved ones that she is gone. But ya know what, here is one celebrity. One person. Compare that to the hundreds of thousands of people that die every single day. Where are those that mourn for them? Where is the heartache and tragedy and sadness for those people? We never even hear about the babies and children that die every single day from starvation. Or the moms and dads that die from AIDS. Or those that are brutalized and killed by rebel armies, or gangs, or traffickers. Are these not news worthy?
Whitney Houston, who supposedly died of a drug overdose, is talked about constantly and people who didn't even know her are mourning this tragedy. But nobody dears to talk about these voiceless victims who die in the streets daily, who die of hunger and disease every day.
It breaks my heart. It angers me. It makes me so sad.
And now I will step down off of my soapbox...
Yes, a well known and very famous person in our society has suddenly died. And yes it is sad and tragic. It is sad for her family and loved ones that she is gone. But ya know what, here is one celebrity. One person. Compare that to the hundreds of thousands of people that die every single day. Where are those that mourn for them? Where is the heartache and tragedy and sadness for those people? We never even hear about the babies and children that die every single day from starvation. Or the moms and dads that die from AIDS. Or those that are brutalized and killed by rebel armies, or gangs, or traffickers. Are these not news worthy?
Whitney Houston, who supposedly died of a drug overdose, is talked about constantly and people who didn't even know her are mourning this tragedy. But nobody dears to talk about these voiceless victims who die in the streets daily, who die of hunger and disease every day.
It breaks my heart. It angers me. It makes me so sad.
And now I will step down off of my soapbox...
Sunday, February 5, 2012
My Baby Girl
Baby Girl Kemp at 26 weeks
(We still don't have a name picked out yet)
Looks like she's definitely a girl!!
Throwing herself a little tantrum (starting a bit early, don't you think honey?!)
Phil says she was giving us the bird...
She was sticking her tongue out at us!
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Things I've learned from Being Pregnant
Things I've learned from being pregnant:
1. Pizza right before bed is NOT a good idea
2. Anything and everything may make me cry. (One day it's watching 16 and Pregnant, the next day it's getting free coffee at Starbucks)
3. Tums are both my worst enemy and my godsend (I can't stand the taste anymore, but it does help when I attempt #1)
4. Socks and shoes make me cringe
5. I never knew what being "hairy" really meant...
6. I get annoyed when all people want to talk about is my pregnancy. Or I get annoyed when people seem uninterested in my pregnancy. (perhaps this is what will make me cry tomorrow...)
7. Not everyone is interested in seeing my "new" belly button.
8. It is now impossible for me to do anything without making some weird noise.
9. It's better to wait to pick something up until I've dropped at least 3 more items (clumsy much?)
10. People are ALWAYS asking me how I'm feeling now.
11. I go pee more than an old person (and it's just as difficult to get around)
I'm sure I'll think of more as this pregnancy progresses. But in the meantime...enjoy these lessons!
1. Pizza right before bed is NOT a good idea
2. Anything and everything may make me cry. (One day it's watching 16 and Pregnant, the next day it's getting free coffee at Starbucks)
3. Tums are both my worst enemy and my godsend (I can't stand the taste anymore, but it does help when I attempt #1)
4. Socks and shoes make me cringe
5. I never knew what being "hairy" really meant...
6. I get annoyed when all people want to talk about is my pregnancy. Or I get annoyed when people seem uninterested in my pregnancy. (perhaps this is what will make me cry tomorrow...)
7. Not everyone is interested in seeing my "new" belly button.
8. It is now impossible for me to do anything without making some weird noise.
9. It's better to wait to pick something up until I've dropped at least 3 more items (clumsy much?)
10. People are ALWAYS asking me how I'm feeling now.
11. I go pee more than an old person (and it's just as difficult to get around)
I'm sure I'll think of more as this pregnancy progresses. But in the meantime...enjoy these lessons!
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Commitment Issues
Well, I've realized one very important fact about myself. I don't do well with commitment.
Okay, now before you start commenting on my marriage, and that I should have figured this one out before I tied the knot...let me just explain.
My commitment issues have nothing to do with my relationship with my husband. The commitment I'm talking about is mostly related to jobs and other tasks or goals that I set for myself. Here's the deal with the job situation:
I have a hard time committing to a job because it stifles my spontaneity and my freedom (or so it seems to me). If I could find a job that allowed me to make my own hours and do my own thing...well shoot, I'd be the happiest person in the world. But that's not realistic. I just always feel so tied down and immobile with a job, especially a full time job. And can I just be honest here? It actually depresses me. Makes me feel trapped and isolated. I'm sure most people feel the same way though.
I also have a hard time committing to my own goals. Maybe I just lack discipline and ambition. I'm not quite sure. But...as you've probably noticed, I kind of just stopped posting pictures for my picture blog. And after a few weeks of no pictures, I just told myself "It's almost been a year anyway". Wow! Lazy much?
The truth is, it's been really difficult for me to be productive with anything lately. Since we are short 2 managers now, I am working full time (please refer to my previous statement about work). It's taking it's toll on my body. My giant body. Carrying a child does NOT make things easier.
So, I have not been taking pictures, I have not been reading a book a month, and I really haven't been doing much of anything except working, sleeping and eating. It's all gotten quite pathetic.
But there is good news to this sad miserable story. Hubs informed me that I could put in my 2 weeks (maybe he saw how miserable of person I was becoming. Or...maybe he was just tired of having to make his own meals all the time), and be a stay-at-home mom-to-be.
And so, as of February 4th, I will be just that!
Okay, now before you start commenting on my marriage, and that I should have figured this one out before I tied the knot...let me just explain.
My commitment issues have nothing to do with my relationship with my husband. The commitment I'm talking about is mostly related to jobs and other tasks or goals that I set for myself. Here's the deal with the job situation:
I have a hard time committing to a job because it stifles my spontaneity and my freedom (or so it seems to me). If I could find a job that allowed me to make my own hours and do my own thing...well shoot, I'd be the happiest person in the world. But that's not realistic. I just always feel so tied down and immobile with a job, especially a full time job. And can I just be honest here? It actually depresses me. Makes me feel trapped and isolated. I'm sure most people feel the same way though.
I also have a hard time committing to my own goals. Maybe I just lack discipline and ambition. I'm not quite sure. But...as you've probably noticed, I kind of just stopped posting pictures for my picture blog. And after a few weeks of no pictures, I just told myself "It's almost been a year anyway". Wow! Lazy much?
The truth is, it's been really difficult for me to be productive with anything lately. Since we are short 2 managers now, I am working full time (please refer to my previous statement about work). It's taking it's toll on my body. My giant body. Carrying a child does NOT make things easier.
So, I have not been taking pictures, I have not been reading a book a month, and I really haven't been doing much of anything except working, sleeping and eating. It's all gotten quite pathetic.
But there is good news to this sad miserable story. Hubs informed me that I could put in my 2 weeks (maybe he saw how miserable of person I was becoming. Or...maybe he was just tired of having to make his own meals all the time), and be a stay-at-home mom-to-be.
And so, as of February 4th, I will be just that!
Monday, January 2, 2012
The Rush of the New Year
Wow. Is it really 2012 already? It seems odd to me that it is January, when I really don't remember what happened to November and December. Where did the days go? Everything seems to be hurrying past me lately, and I feel like I barely have time to sit down and just breath (which, incidentally is becoming harder and harder to do).
Lately I have been working full time. Which is not something that I signed up for. Especially at a job I just cannot stand. Retail. The word makes me cringe. The actual job makes my whole body shudder. I do not like retail. It's a miracle that I have survived that place this long. Next month will mark my one year anniversary at that place. And really, the thought just makes me roll my eyes.
Oh maternity leave, how I desire you!
Less talk of work, more talk of....other things.
A recap of 2011, if you will:
I began 2011 feeling lost and hopeless. For several long months after the miscarriage I was just in survival mode. It was difficult to experience true joy, and all I really wanted was to lay down and cry. And most days that's what I did. It was a difficult beginning to the year, and I could not imagine in getting any better.
In March we were asked to consider joining Pioneer Bible Translators, and it was something that we didn't take lightly. We prayed about the possibilities, and dreamed about what was to come. In June we attended Pioneer Mission Institute and learned an overwhelming amount of information about PBT. But more than that, our hearts were even more broken for the nations, and it was our desire to go where God was sending us and to do what He was calling us to do.
After much prayer and talking it over with several people, we started the application process. It was a much longer process than we had anticipated, mostly because of my own hesitation and fears. But before the year's end we finally completed everything.
In June we also moved out of our moldy apartment, and back to that tiny studio in Lincoln. The one that had once accommodated me, my 2 friends and our giant dog. It wasn't a move that I was particularly joyful over, but it did have it's perks. For one, we lived right next door to our good friends. Of course, they moved far far away shortly after we got there, and then we were stuck in Lincoln with no friends or family nearby. Dreadful, I tell you. Just dreadful. But we muddled through. Actually, it wasn't that bad.
In August I went on this amazing trip to Colorado with 2 of my very best friends. Had to have been one of the best and memorable trip of my life! It was a week full of belly laughs and adventures. It was a glorious trip, and I hope that one day we will get to do something like that again.
Roughly 2 weeks after I got back, I found out I was pregnant!! (I guess absence does make the heart grow fonder...wink wink). I still get teary eyed when I think of that moment I saw the positive pregnancy test. Okay, teary eyed isn't the right phrase. I still cry and my whole being is overwhelmed with great emotion. I literally sobbed when I saw it was positive. I was overjoyed and in shock. And over the next few months, Heavens thrones were filled with my constant prayers about that tiny baby growing inside of me.
In October we went to India, and that trip transformed my life. It was a very difficult trip, mainly because we came face to face with persecuted Christians and it was challenging to see their immense and beautiful faith. We know nothing of persecution and hardship. And for the first time ever, I knew that the calling on my life is a call to come and die. I'm not trying to be dramatic here, but the truth is that the Lord is calling us to take up our cross and follow Him. And it isn't a flippant call to say you're a Christian and do good things. It's a call to step out your comfort zone, to abandon your own desires and plans, and to pick up His cross and do whatever it is He wants you to do. It was a life altering trip. I knew that I had to put aside my fears, and jump in with both feet. So when we got home, we finished up the rest of the stuff for PBT and sent everything in.
In December we found out 2 great things: First, we are having a little girl. And the name that I had picked out for her for many many years, just didn't seem right when it came right down to it. So, we are having a girl, but we are not sure what we will name her. Yet.
And second, we became PBT recruits!
And so, the year ended in quite a different way than it had begun.
Mourning the loss of a baby to rejoicing the good news of a baby girl.
And being asked to consider joining PBT to being missionary recruits!
Thinking and talking about what transpired in 2011 makes me cry. What a wonderful God we serve! I could not see how this story was going to progress, but it ended up being a redemption story! Thank you Father for taking care of my life and leading it the way you lead it.
What a year!
Lately I have been working full time. Which is not something that I signed up for. Especially at a job I just cannot stand. Retail. The word makes me cringe. The actual job makes my whole body shudder. I do not like retail. It's a miracle that I have survived that place this long. Next month will mark my one year anniversary at that place. And really, the thought just makes me roll my eyes.
Oh maternity leave, how I desire you!
Less talk of work, more talk of....other things.
A recap of 2011, if you will:
I began 2011 feeling lost and hopeless. For several long months after the miscarriage I was just in survival mode. It was difficult to experience true joy, and all I really wanted was to lay down and cry. And most days that's what I did. It was a difficult beginning to the year, and I could not imagine in getting any better.
In March we were asked to consider joining Pioneer Bible Translators, and it was something that we didn't take lightly. We prayed about the possibilities, and dreamed about what was to come. In June we attended Pioneer Mission Institute and learned an overwhelming amount of information about PBT. But more than that, our hearts were even more broken for the nations, and it was our desire to go where God was sending us and to do what He was calling us to do.
After much prayer and talking it over with several people, we started the application process. It was a much longer process than we had anticipated, mostly because of my own hesitation and fears. But before the year's end we finally completed everything.
In June we also moved out of our moldy apartment, and back to that tiny studio in Lincoln. The one that had once accommodated me, my 2 friends and our giant dog. It wasn't a move that I was particularly joyful over, but it did have it's perks. For one, we lived right next door to our good friends. Of course, they moved far far away shortly after we got there, and then we were stuck in Lincoln with no friends or family nearby. Dreadful, I tell you. Just dreadful. But we muddled through. Actually, it wasn't that bad.
In August I went on this amazing trip to Colorado with 2 of my very best friends. Had to have been one of the best and memorable trip of my life! It was a week full of belly laughs and adventures. It was a glorious trip, and I hope that one day we will get to do something like that again.
Roughly 2 weeks after I got back, I found out I was pregnant!! (I guess absence does make the heart grow fonder...wink wink). I still get teary eyed when I think of that moment I saw the positive pregnancy test. Okay, teary eyed isn't the right phrase. I still cry and my whole being is overwhelmed with great emotion. I literally sobbed when I saw it was positive. I was overjoyed and in shock. And over the next few months, Heavens thrones were filled with my constant prayers about that tiny baby growing inside of me.
In October we went to India, and that trip transformed my life. It was a very difficult trip, mainly because we came face to face with persecuted Christians and it was challenging to see their immense and beautiful faith. We know nothing of persecution and hardship. And for the first time ever, I knew that the calling on my life is a call to come and die. I'm not trying to be dramatic here, but the truth is that the Lord is calling us to take up our cross and follow Him. And it isn't a flippant call to say you're a Christian and do good things. It's a call to step out your comfort zone, to abandon your own desires and plans, and to pick up His cross and do whatever it is He wants you to do. It was a life altering trip. I knew that I had to put aside my fears, and jump in with both feet. So when we got home, we finished up the rest of the stuff for PBT and sent everything in.
In December we found out 2 great things: First, we are having a little girl. And the name that I had picked out for her for many many years, just didn't seem right when it came right down to it. So, we are having a girl, but we are not sure what we will name her. Yet.
And second, we became PBT recruits!
And so, the year ended in quite a different way than it had begun.
Mourning the loss of a baby to rejoicing the good news of a baby girl.
And being asked to consider joining PBT to being missionary recruits!
Thinking and talking about what transpired in 2011 makes me cry. What a wonderful God we serve! I could not see how this story was going to progress, but it ended up being a redemption story! Thank you Father for taking care of my life and leading it the way you lead it.
What a year!
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