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Jo's Journal
Expecting October 2005
Thu Oct 06, 2005
What's up over here right now
We are getting 11 more rabbits tomorrow or on the weekend. We met this really neat British couple who gave us 2 PLUS the cages... Now they are giving us 11 more with more cages... I can't believe it...
It is Thanksgiving here in Canada on Monday. There is a fall festival in town on the waterfront (not the ocean, but a nice river heading out to the bay, with a marina & park & gazeebo) Saturday that we are planning on going to. There will be live music, dancers, food, kiosks, different activities for kids, and an antique car show (TONS of old cars on the island).
Aaron (one of the 20-something guys living here) has spent a couple of days at the appartment he is building over a friend's barn, working on it. Wayne is putting together a toolbox for him as a token of appreciation for all his help here. Might make up for the kids getting into his Avon Wild Country talc stuff while he was gone ... He is coming back tonight.
Sam made spaghetti and meatballs tonight, with his Mom's homemade sauce she sent with him. Pretty good for a 24yo single guy LOL! The funniest is he had to wear my apron (covered with sunflowers). Quite amusing. We took a picture. Hey, how do you post pics? Hahaha...
Tan attempted to make me promise not to do the supper dishes while she went with them to pick up Aaron, but I am going to because they are driving me nuts. I am here with Zabdiel and Micaiah.
Ctx were regular again earlier, even when sitting down and resting. Then of course they stopped (argh!). I ahve to say though, Ambra's 3 hours of transition in her birth story has made me a wee bit nervous...
The upstairs of the new house is almost all insulated. I figure once it is the baby will come out LOL. He/she will somehow know that he/she will not freeze his/her little bum off if they exit the womb...
I am very tired lately though. This is the first pregnancy where I have really felt PREGNANT, yk? Sore back & everything, and I guess I'm really not that big or anything...
We are going to go apple picking at some point with the kids soon. I can't wait for that! We have a small orchard here, but it hasn't exactly been "mastered" yet and the apples are really sour... Maybe next year we can make cider or something... Too busy just building this year...
I am kind of avoiding phoning relatives & friends lately. Don't need the stress they feel about the UP/UC. Wow I just had a total wave contraction as I typed that... I talk to Mom. But even dad seems to be avoiding speaking with me partly because I think he is afraid he will say something and I will hang up on him like I did to my brother (after a few years of dealing with his condescending comments). So even though I would love to call my Grandma right now, it would probably be a bad idea as she is partly afraid I might almost die like she almost did with her last baby... I think that is my dad's fear as well... So i don't hold it against him or anything. It's just kind of better if we avoid each other until I call them at 4:00am saying "It's a ____!"
The flip side is Wayne is so excited about this baby. He has noticed that the baby won't move when he touches my stomach. that has never happened. But he also realized that this pregancny he has been so busy with the house that he hasn't touched my stomach much LOL. The baby seems to only really move like crazy for Mickie, who is constantly with me anyways. He/she has moved for Wayne a couple of times, and the other kids too, but he/she pretty much stops as soon as there is a hand other than mine on. Except Micaiah's... There is so much we don't "get" about what goes on in the womb, eh?
That's about it for what is up here... And everyone just pulled into the driveway :)
Mon Oct 03, 2005
Quiet day
So here I sit, on this beautiful sunny day, in my living room after a --- gasp --- nap.
I will be heading out to take the clothes off the line, and put more on in a sec, with Mickie in tow. No one else. So far.
Wayne left after lunch to drive Aaron (one of the guys) down to the appartment he is building over at a friend's barn about 25 minutes away---the one who sold us this place and wants to start a vineyard next year, that Aaron will help him with... He was also going to stop at the store in town on the way back. He was going to take Elijah & Noah, but then I guess Zabby charmed him and he let her go, too, leaving me with an almost 2 year old on the verge of a nap, and Sam (the other guy) and Tanya... I finished my lunch and took Mickie upstairs, and I guess I conked out. When I woke up, the dishes were done (thanks Tan!), and no one was here. Tan & Sam had gone into Charlottetown for the afternoon to look for work. So it was dead quiet here. Then Mick woke up.
I have enjoyed/needed the peace, as much as things have gotten a lot smoother in the adjustment of so many of us here together. We are going to have a campfire outside tonight with the kids, but I guess Aaron will miss it as he is at the other place all week. It's kind of funny, the amount of people here overwhelms him at times and he needs to go, but then after a couple of nights he gets so lonely there that he comes back (it is out in the country and no one is there---the owner was only there for the summer and will swing by once a week).
Ctx are up and down. So much for impending labor after loss of mucous plug and then dialting from 1.5 to 3cm in less than 2 days... Oh well... Wayne is calling it "the calm before the storm" right now, as things seem to really have calmed down since all those massive ctx a few days ago when I lost my plug...
We get a fridge in the new house tomorrow, and he is doing the upstairs insulation this afternoon. Chimneys are in and ready to be fired up! Good thing as it has been getting real chilly here at night lately...
I think we are all "breathing" now, especially Wayne and I, since the house is pretty near ready to live in, with the first floor totally done, and knowing it sure won't take long to finish the 2nd floor... I don't feel guilty for sitting on my duff right now and having taken a nap earlier---I think that was partly why he took all the kids except Mick. Just to kind of let me chill a bit. It's been pretty peaceful and blissful between us, and we have really been drawing closer. I had mentioned the other day how I figure it must be hard for him to deal with my ups & downs lately with the pregnancy, and he said no, he felt it was drawing us a lot closer lately and making us lean on each other. he said the house is something I am as excitd about as him, and showing it, but it remains a house. A thing. It can be destroyed, yk? But the baby... The baby is a person we have made together, a whole little person, and extra part of this family coming out at any time now... A miracle...
He is looking forward to catching his child soon...
Anyhow, i will end this, finish my coffee, and get outside with Mick. It is a beautiful day, possible the last in a nice series of them that we have had, and I don't want to waste it inside!
Wed Sep 14, 2005
So much to do, so little time/encouragement/help
I guess it has been a while since I have written... There has been so much going on with the house, pregancy, adjusting to life here the last few months... And now we have Tanya coming back after being gone for a couple of weeks, and 2 guys coming out to live. One wants to live in PEI permanently, the other is "testing it out" so to speak.
Wayne is getting a bit irritated with a lack of enthusiasm on tanya's part, about the house, and life in general. She has hit a point of "comfort in Unemployment Insurance", and February will come and she will have no job or $$ coming in. This will be the second time this happens (I guess some people learn the hard way). Don't get me wrong, she is great in many ways to have around, and enjoyable company, and does the evening dishes LOL (which I hate doing). But she spends most of her days in her own little bubble of reading & writing, or being online, or whatever... At our expense...
We had to get call-waiting and voice-mail added on because of the phone line being tied up so much. Now, for our anniversary, she surprised us by renting a room for us and watching the kids overnight, and also throwing i some spending money so we could actually enjoy ourselves a bit. How mny 21 yo's would do that? Not many... But she is in a slump, and needs to get her butt going and either take a course or get work... Sometimes UI is just a little too convenient, yk? As much as she is nice to have around, we have actually enjoyed the privacy of being just us and the kids, and the kids are waaay better behaved when no one extra is here. So as much as I love Sam, and am completely amused by Aaron, I am not looking forward to the change in the kids when they get here, or even when Tan gets back...
Maybe if we cut the Net (and I just hit a cafe or the Library once a week), and totally even cut out our power altogether, we can keep living this way LOL... Although Wayne is right when he says that we were not blessed with this farm just to hog it to ourselves, we need to have open doors (with rules)... Just kind of been enjoying the lack of extra people and the kids being better behaved than they have in months, that's all... Sometimes extra hands/adults ar not necessarily the best thing, but in other ways it is great to have them. Trade-offs...
Homeschooling has begun, but is already getting to me. The balance of a 7yo who I HAVE to account for, a 5yo that wants t do what her brother is doing and continuously shouts "look Mommy Look Mommy Look Mommy" whenever she does something (AAAARGH!!!!), and then an alomst 4yo who will not listen and an almost 2 yo who will do whatever the 4yo tells him, or just wants to get into the books... Just diffifcult lately. Plus a husband who is building a house alone and often needs my help, or wants something right away when I am in the middle of something, it is just not easy. I can't verbalize any of this because I feel like my husband just takes it as me having a pity-party or something. Maybe he feels that if he actually acknowledges that this is difficult for me, I might start to indulge in it or something? I dont' know. But lately I am feeling very alone. With the price of gas up, we seem to be the only family cutting back on our already almost non-existent activities. I realize with building a house, we are in debt, and can't just be spending unless it is necessary. But it is hard when we can only turn the hot water tank on twice a week, and the kids who used to love their baths have to bathe in 2 inches of water, and then so do I (the bath was always the one thing that helped my sciatica). Plus, it was such a hot summer, and while we watched the neighbor kid go to the beach almost every day, and the kids of other firends, we stayed home in the heat, day after day... And the kids are getting old enough to realize that other kids have so much of what they don't. And then they complain, and then I feel like a failure. And Wayne's response is usually along the lines of it all just being a problem with me not being organized, or that the other kids are spoiled (ok, well, they are, but that doesn't help with dealing with our kids), or something that in essence is of no support or help whatsoever. And I do realize that he has tons on his plate,w ith the debt now, and finsihing the house, and Tanya going from being a big help to just kind of there...
I feel very alone, and am even wondering if I will just not wake anyone up when I am in labour, and just go off and have it myself. But that wouldn't be fair, as Wayne wants to be there. but I feel like so far this kid seems to just be mine anyways... I know it is just the accumulation of everything right now, but it is getting to me. And I can't say anything to anyone, because it is just the old "maybe you should stop having kids" "maybe you should put them in school" "maybe you should be more organized and solve all your sel-made problems"... I have twice as many people to care for on less than half the budget & resources as everyone else I know (and Wayne exclaimed yesterday that he sis having so much fun finding more and more ways to cut back---normally I would be too but not this week. I am tired and overhwelmed right now and as we were inCanadian Tire, the kids weren't even that bad ata all but I just felt like crying)), and I am supposed to just fly and be perfect. Plus they get to have free time every day, and supportive husbands who don't care if they go to story-time at the library or other stuff... I just feel overhwelmed and I can't do this right now. If I weren't pregnant, I would have the energy (and no sciatica, which kicked in about a week ago) to actually go hiking with them or something productive. but it is just not happening. And, there is a waste system here where all the food/paper/cardboard goes into compostable bags, and the waste is separate. Wayne decided that we would not use the compostable bags, I would just haul the stuff over to this hill thing he is filling in (as it is all biodegradable anyhow), but then all the stupid paper and cardboard piles up, and the kids get into it, and of course this is my fault for not being organized enough... I am so sick of it all. Everytime something can be done simply, or I get things somewhat running smoothly, it's like we have to add that extra "challenge", which is usually soemthing really stupid that happens to be a real pain the butt and totally useless, like this compost idea...
Maybe I should just end this entry now. I am being so negative I can't even handle listening to myself at this point... Ugh... I am also supposed to go over to the knew house and clean up all the tools and dry-wall dust when the kids are asleep tonight (which will be around 10pm. Yay.). At first it was just vacuuming the dust up for him because he had to leave to go to QC for a few days. but now I have to haul all his tools upstairs. I know it is a huge help to him because then when he gets back he can just paint. I just hate having the everything heaped onto me. I have to get sleeping places ready for everyone, get food ready, anywhere I go I have to take all the kids with me, so how I am going to go do groceries alone before they get back without killing anyone is beyond me. Maybe I will have complications in birth and HAVE to go to the hospital for a few days. It would be the closest thing to a break I will get in a long time... I shouldn't say that. I hate hospitals anyways... Maybe I will fakea car accident and amnesia and disappear somehwere for a while... Of course, I always have kids with me so i would have to fake amnesia with a kid which kind of defeats the purpose LOL...
His idea was get the kids to help me move all the tools. Yeah, right. No railing on the stairs, concrete floors, and whenever Mick or Zab are there he is yelling at them to get away from his stuff. But I am supposed to magically make them become sweet little helpers. Sure... How about just not going to QC for a week? Maybe that would be a better idea... Yup. Jo needs St. John's Wort or something LOL... My attitude stinks. Time to sign off.
Wed Jul 06, 2005
Quiet morning so far...
Well, it is 8:49 a.m. here, and 2 of the 3 kids that are here with me this week are still in bed (not for long---hahahaha), while Elijah sits at the table in his Bob the Builder jammies making a 3D firetruck with paper, scissor and glue. He's pretty good at stuff like that. Mybrother bought him a baseball glove a couple of years ago, but he recently gave the ball to Micaiah (it's kind of falling apart anyways). he never really played with it with the intended use, even when we wanted to play "catch" with him... Just not an athletic kid, I guess, but most defintiely creative. he takes leftover wood pieces from Wayne's building, and makes the most mazing things! I am impressed. I can see how my bro doesn't feel connected to him, though---he is totally different than my bother, and my brother has always had a difficult time with people even remotely different. So as the athletic kid who made fun of others in school, he kind of has no idea what to do with the artistic sensitive nephew that doesn;t seem to have an athletic bone in his body... Funny that Elijah has so much compassion for the feelings of others, though. Another differeing point. But that is an area that I see my brother could have been stronger in had it been properly cultivated in him, as in many ways, especially the emotional kid thing, even my Mom finds he does resemble my brother, despite all the other differences... I wonder if my brother will have kids someday, adn what they will be like if he does...
Enough of this! This is a UP journal hahaha! At least with my bro and I having a pretty well non-existant relatonship, I don't have to deal with his comments on UP/UC... For someone who has no kids, his comments on homeschooling and not putting the kids in "activities" are pretty strong. Yup, kind of glad we don't talk much unless we have to. It's sad, and it used to bother me, but hey, I have a family and a life to live, and a God to try to grow closer to... Maybe someday...
Up since 5:00am, lots of time to think. I am glad we are UCing, and I ahve a strange inkling his child we come peacefully, with no surrounding hassles. Wayne, Tan, Elijah, and whichever other kids are awake... My Mom? I don't know. If she warms to UC and God works on her heart, I hope she is there. If not, that is fine as well. A for right now, what I see is what I just described. And I am not worried.
Well, looks like 2 out of 3 kids are now up...
Sun Jul 03, 2005
YIKES! TOO LONG!
Whoa! It has been waaaay too long since I have written in this! Sorry, Jeannie! Every time I have begun an entry something has distracted me and I have had to get offline (that never happens with 4 kids and a house being built, and for a while extra people living here...Noooooo...). So I will try to make a point of writing at least once a week from now on.
I will be at 24 weeks on Tuesday. And quite frankly, that is pretty much the only thing I have been keeping track of this pregnancy. It is very freeing and I only begin to get worried when others begin to rag on me or ask too many questions. It's funny, because there seem to be two types of "non-UCers": the type that think you are crazy and irresponsible and will not look into it anyways so arguing with them (or just plain sharing with them) is an utter waste of precious breath, time, and energy; and the other type seems to be the ones who would never actually do it themselves. May not even "get it", but are totally respectful to the UCer as a person and really quite supportive. Like our friend Lensay. She is a self-confessed junk-food addict (we love organic food), and we are VERY different people. Yet she seems to just look at it with the idea that we have done our research and only a true idiot would just do something so against the flow simply to say they have done it, especially childbirth. Which she doesn't seem to think we are (true idiots). So obviously, to her, we have done our research, as a responsible person/parent would, right? The feeling I really get when I get "ragged on" about the upcoming UC is that what people in essence are assuming is that we are too stupid or irresponsible to have researched anything and must be talked out of this crazyness... Think about it: what really comes across is that people believe deep down that:
1. we do not care about our kids
2. we do not know how to research information
3. we are irresponsible
I mean, when you really think about it, people might as well just come out and say it that way, because that pretty much sums up the candy-coated train of thought...
Yes, some are truly concerned, like my Grandmother who almost died having her 6th. In a generation where women smoked, lived on white bread and sugar, and drank all they way through their pregnanies, though, and just blindly trusted their doctors. Yes, she did have an emergency at the end. But I have to wonder if had she been more informed about birth and her body and what signs to watch out for, would she still have almost died? Some complications one cannot prevent from happening. They just do. but at least when you have an idea of what it coud be , maybe you act sooner or something? I am going to find out all the details about her last birth when she visits next week, and then I will post about it.
At times like these I am kind of glad that there are 2 full provinces (QC & NB) and Northumberland Strait between my parents and I. Their stress stresses me out, and the last thing I need right now, with all the kids being ill at this point (latent heat turned into fever), and the house, and then Mike, my stepson possibly moving out here with us (and none of us are sure that will go well---Wayne is well-prepared to even possibly have to ask him to leave in a few weeks due to things we have found out that indicate possible problems ahead), is MORE STRESS!!! I find myself sitting here as I think about the upcoming visit with my parents (they arrive July 9th for a week) and Grandma and her sister, with a tightness in my jaw! I am so excited to see them but I don't want the whole visit (actually, it would be great if NONE of the visit was like this--hahaha) to be about talking about the baby & UC. I really don't. I honestly think that they just figure we are not really going to go through with it, and that is why my Mom still wants to come out for the birth. I would love her there if she is at peace with UC, and supportive of this birth. but I will have to tell her again that if she is going to freak out or be nervous, then stay away, or at least if it starts happening while she is here, go next door to Tanya's (where I will make sure Tanya hides all her phones after unplugging them so Mom can't call 911...Ya gotta think ahead sometimes...). Or I could just trust God to bring this baby before anyone who might be disruptive appears on the scene. That last one sounds best.
So I guess that would be it. Trust God---He is in control of it all, therefore I do not have to be, right?
Wed Apr 06, 2005
Feeling free
Funny how since taking this step towards UCing, even before we let word slip out about the pregnancy, I have felt FREE... I am confident in this choice... Kind of like the homeschooling. I felt for a long time I had to "prove" to others it was a good thing, you know (the homeschooling)? Like justify myself to them, especially my family (parents & relatives). Yet I no longer feel that way, like I have to convince them about homeschooling or birth choices or anything for that matter, ironically since researching natural birth and pregnancy, and making this decision. I don't feel the need to explain or prove anything. Like if they really want to know whether or not this is safe or "risky" or even "irresponsible", they can take it upon themselves to sit down and look into it for themselves, and I don't mean go ask their doctor!!! I mean from all perspectives. If they really want to know the truth, they will seek it for themselves. It isn't up to me to have to keep showing them stuff and trying to gain their approval. I have a husband to love, kids to raise, a God to serve... I don't have time or energy to pour into trying to get people to have positive opinions of me. And the wierdest thing is that I, Jo the people pleaser, seriously no longer care, since deciding to UC. Almost like some shackles came off me, you know? It is so, so wierd...
I have been really slacking with exercising and relaxation---not a good thing. But we are really busy trying to get things done before we head out east in 3 weeks to build the house in PEI...
Taking my vitamins, trying to get enough protein, although meat kind of makes me ill, other than tuna...So I am living on farm eggs...
Grrrr, my coffee maker just kicked on by itself again (don't ever buy a Hamilton Beach one from Sears)...
The snow is FINALLY heading out, and it was so nice to sit on the deck before with a coffee, and I could have been in short sleeves, too...
I can now feel a hard egg-shaped person in my lower abdomen when I lie on my back. Nice. I am 11-1/2 weeks.
I am getting beaten up by my 18 month old, so I guess I will end this here LOL...
Thu Mar 31, 2005
My first UC
Hi. I'm Jo. I am 27 years old, and expecting my 5th baby. I say "baby" because I began married life with 3 inherited children, aged 9, 12, and 13 at the time. That was almost 8 years ago. No, I was not some little 19 year old homewrecker who stole some poor woman'a husband. If you are looking for a soap opera scandal, go read someone else's journal :)... My husband was widowed, at the age of 34, after his wife had battled breast cancer. Not in her family, never smoked...But it's gotta start somewhere, right? Unfortunately it started with the devoted homeschooling mother of three...
We began "dating" (um, knew on date #1 that we were going to get married) almost a year after she passed away. Then we got engaged a few weeks later. Then a few weeks after that, we got hitched at a small wedding planned in one week that took place in a friend's back yard. As I was a promising nursing student, my parents were not exactly thrilled, although they tried in every way to swallow it and be supportive... So 6 weeks after we got married, I found out about Elijah, who had taken up residence in my uterus... My Mom had still not recovered from the shock and disappointment of my quitting nursing school and marrying a man 15 years my senior with 3 kids when she got hit with this whammy... Due to poor knowledge and not taking care of myself properly, I wound up with a pulmonary embolism at 20 weeks (blood clot in the lung). I got to spend 2-1/2 weeks in the hospital and had to remain on blood-thinners given through injection into my abdomen (done myself---good thing I had that nursing school experience) twice daily for the rest of my pregnancy, and then oral ones for about a month after. So I wound up induced so that they would have all the specialists there in case I hemmoraged from the blood thinners i was taking. I had the Demerol, the epidural, and then Elijah's head got stuck so they had to use a suction cup thing to get it out, along with a good old fashioned episiotomy, which took weeks to recover from and made sex feel like rape. Fun. oh, and Elijah got jaundice REALLY bad from bruising from the suction cup, so he had t be wrapped in one of those UV blankets that made him look like a glow-worm, with goggle things strapped on his eyes. It was hard to see him like that and be told not to hold him too much. So that was hospital birth #1.
On to #2.
I won't go into detail, but it was another hospital birth where I had the epidural, but the circumstances surrounding the birth were AWFUL. It was just not good between my husband and I at that point, and other than seeing her little face when she came out and having such an easy baby, it was a birth I would like to forget in some ways. partly because still to this day over 5 years later, I feel anger towards my husband when I think of all the stuff that happened that night.
Baby #3.
We had been living in BC when I became pregnant (we are from QC, where I had the first 2), and I was about 5 months I guess hwen we came back. Zabby was an awesome birth, even though it was a hospital birth. i still at this point in time had no clue about natural health, and totally trusted the medical community, vaccinating the kids, eating so much chemical-loaded stuff...i think about it now, and it's like "Ew..." But seeing as we had been away for almost a year and a half, my parents and everyone were so thrilled we were back, that everyone was gung-ho about this impending baby. Mom came down for 2 weeks, and would have stayed longer LOL but she had a husband at home... I was totally ready to give birth, and was sick of waiting, so i took some castor oil. that night I went inot labour. At 1:30 a.m. I woke up my Mom and wayne, and everyone was in a great mood. Tanya stayed with the kids. We were at the hospital, totally relaxed about the whole thing..It was just awesome...Although, the funny thing was, this time I wanted to try to go longer without the epidural, and I felt "pushed" by the nurses to have it...That kind of bugged me... So I had it, and Zabdiel came out at 7:45 or so in the morning. Wonderful birth, everyone around us was happy, and I think that is what made the difference... But something left me unsatisfied... I think about 2 months before, after 9/11, I began to realize just how dependant we were on everything, for everything, and began looking into more natural, self-sufficient living...And this included birth... So right after Zabdiel's birth, I got my hands on "The Joy of Natural Childbirth" by Helen Wessel, and decided no more epidurals or hospitals.
We knew we wanted another one. I mean, i could have had another right away LOL... Within the next few months, we moved, and the girls moved out , and it was us, Mike, and the kids. We wound up moving out into the country, and homesteading about an hour away from where we had been. Oh, one thing that had happened was that my husband got totally messed over by the youth ministry he had been volunteering with. Lots of stuff said behind his back that no one would say to his face, lots of lying about why...Lots of people we had thought were friends lost. So out here we came, and loved it...
That winter I became pregnant with Micaiah Joseph. We made an appointment with a midwife at a birthing center about an hour away. What a plce! So welcoming! So natural! So wonderful! And our midwife, Christine Roy, was amazing! So were all of them! Birth was hard, painful, and yet the most amazing experience of my life. they had me in a room with a huge bed, and candles... And they filled a huge 2 foot deep bath-tub, in a beautiful room, and lit candles there, as well, so i could just spend a couple of hours in the water, focusing, and relaxing... It was the total non-chalant attitude about the pregnancy and birth that I couldn't get over... With the doctors it had always seemed like such a clinical procedure...but not with the midwives...We had a student midwife named Manon there, who herself had birthed 6 kids naturally! Anyhow, I got out of the tub, and asked them to check my dilation (which they would only do when asked---what a change from the hospital!!!). They did, and asked me if I wanted them to break my water as I was about ready to birth. I said yes, and they did, and about 5 minutes later, after pushing for only 5 minutes, I was on all fours on the bed (also a nice change from feet in the stirrups), and out he came! He had the cord around his neck, which was easily fixed. Lots of black hair! It was 4:29 a.m., and Tanya was on the fold-out couch in their "living room" with all three kids, sleeping, so Wayne took Micaiah out and woke them up and showed them. it was so awesome, and Elijah called my parents to tel them he got his baby brother (after 2 girls)... Even the food, wow! It was like a combo of being at home & at a gourmet restaurant! What an amazing atmosphere to birth in though...
After this, we decided we wanted to go even further, and have a homebirth next time. We couldn't before, because it was still illegal when we had Micaiah. But this is what we wanted... last summer we went out to PEI, and we were given land by a friend. So we are eading out there to build a house next month. I found out a few weeks ago that we are expecting another one in October. Wayne has decided that even if we don't have cupboards in our house, we are going to have a HUGE bathtub, to birth in... See, about a year ago, I got back online, and found Christian UC. At first, although I found it interesting, I never thought we would go that way. When I did bring it up to Wayne, his response was "They have doctors and midwives for a reason..." but then when we realized I was pregnant, we were trying to figure things out about birth. We wouldn't have medicare in PEI yet, and we probably couldn't afford a midwife out there (plus there is only one on the entire island)...So my husband just blurts out "We can always UC..." like he was suggesting planting a garden or picking up milk at the store... I could not believe it!!! Whoa!!! And the journey began...
We chose to keep it to ourselves, other than online friends and Tanya... A couple of mights ago I finally told my Mom I was pregnant...not the greatest reaction... In fairness, she tries to be supportive, but because of the changes i have made in my life, and the fact that I raise the kids differently than "the norm" (i.e. we homeschool and don't put our kids in all sorts of activities), and that I will not take my kids to the docotr unless I absolutely HAVE TO (whereas we always went to the docotor on a regular basis for just about everything as kids---but this was how my Mom knew to take care of us), i think she takes it as my saying she wasn't a good Mom because I do things differently... So it can be hard sometimes. Plus my "wierdness" reflects badly upon her... I hope this relationship can heal someday... We are both trying in our own way...
I feel so empowered about UCing, and if someone had mentioned this to me a few years ago I would have thought they were crazy and irresponsible (so I don't blame others for having that reaction---lack of info, that's all). But now it seems like the only thing that makes sense while birth is concerned!
So this is my first journal entry. A basic "fill-you-in" on the hows & whys we are doing this. I will keep you posted on how tings are going, how poepl are reacting, how I am feeling, and what we are learning...
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