This is also on my fridge.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Pregnancy Horror Stories
WHY WHY WHY do people like to tell pregnant women horror stories?
Recently a guy tells me this gem: When his sister-in-law was pregnant with her third child, she woke up and basically peed a ton of blood. They lived in a small town, so the ambulance barely got her to the hospital in time. Five more minutes and the kid would’ve been dead. She was not even close to the end of her pregnancy, so the kid spent SIX MONTHS in the NICU.
Then there are the people who like to tell me how I’m having too many kids and that their mom’s uterus FELL OUT while she was grocery shopping. Or that there was just a baby born without a brain. Or that I’m almost 38 and should get an amniocentesis (NEVER!) to check for “problems.”
Great. Thanks. Do you feel better now?
So I’m writing about it on this site and then I’m putting it out of my mind because I CHOOSE to think positively during this lifetime. Even when I was fully pregnant with Callie and passed that huge blood clot and the ambulance came and they were talking C-section and the ambulance people didn’t even check for a freaking heartbeat, I stayed calm, prayed and thought good thoughts and everything was FINE (no C-section!). To this day, my doctor still doesn’t know what that huge clot was.
There’s a woman in my Catholic homeschool group who thinks positive thinking is a bunch of New Age crap, but I say, “What does it hurt to think of good outcomes?” Isn’t prayer just a bunch of positive thoughts, after all?
*Don't forget: if you're a writer-type, come check me out at Writing Mommies today, where I'm talking about when an editor wants local quotes and sidebars ...
Recently a guy tells me this gem: When his sister-in-law was pregnant with her third child, she woke up and basically peed a ton of blood. They lived in a small town, so the ambulance barely got her to the hospital in time. Five more minutes and the kid would’ve been dead. She was not even close to the end of her pregnancy, so the kid spent SIX MONTHS in the NICU.
Then there are the people who like to tell me how I’m having too many kids and that their mom’s uterus FELL OUT while she was grocery shopping. Or that there was just a baby born without a brain. Or that I’m almost 38 and should get an amniocentesis (NEVER!) to check for “problems.”
Great. Thanks. Do you feel better now?
So I’m writing about it on this site and then I’m putting it out of my mind because I CHOOSE to think positively during this lifetime. Even when I was fully pregnant with Callie and passed that huge blood clot and the ambulance came and they were talking C-section and the ambulance people didn’t even check for a freaking heartbeat, I stayed calm, prayed and thought good thoughts and everything was FINE (no C-section!). To this day, my doctor still doesn’t know what that huge clot was.
There’s a woman in my Catholic homeschool group who thinks positive thinking is a bunch of New Age crap, but I say, “What does it hurt to think of good outcomes?” Isn’t prayer just a bunch of positive thoughts, after all?
*Don't forget: if you're a writer-type, come check me out at Writing Mommies today, where I'm talking about when an editor wants local quotes and sidebars ...
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Deanna Rose Farmstead
We took our first trip to Deanna Rose Farmstead in Overland Park, Kansas at the end of July. There are animals, a garden, a pond, little tractors to race, a dairy barn, a playground and a waterground (water they can just play in on the ground). I assaulted someone to take this picture since I never seem to have any with my kids and myself!
Friday, August 14, 2009
Kickin' Back
I like testing the weight limit of stuff. Like strollers. This was taken when I was 7 months pregnant with Eva. We were at the park with nowhere for Preggie to sit, so I plunked my butt down in the stroller, hoping it would hold. It did.
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