Friday, May 20, 2005

Cute Tees (Or Cutie)

Economics anyone? Thanks to Lisa at for providing the link on these cute tees. Cute, no? To purchase, check out Motherhood Nursing.

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Baby and Mom Love

Do you love your baby?

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Where are YOU from?

I happened upon this cool link from Mind the Bump. On this page, scroll down...see that "Place Your Pin/View my Guestmap" button on the left side? Click on it and place your pin of where you are coming from! I would love to know my readers' locations. So where are all you moms, dads and expectant mothers hailing from?

PregnancyWeekly Friday Guest Writers!

Today I have compiled a hodge podge of two PregnancyWeekly guest writers! Thank you to both Darcy and Kathy for your contributions! * Darcy who is expecting her first from Ship Bottom, New Jersey writes, "My husband and I had friends not long ago. One couple has a set of triplets around the age of three. The one little girl asked me if I was a 'mommy.' I told her not yet, but I have a baby in my belly.....After looking at me for awhile she asked, quite serious....'Why did you eat it?????' * Kathy has two children and is expecting her third. She writes us from Florida! She is a frequent visitor of the November 2005 board. My name is Kathy and I have two children with a third on the way. My first child, Krystal, is 16 years old, and my second, Aidan, is 16 months old. Yep, when Krystal is in college, Aidan will just be starting kindergarten. Some of the advances in baby care items that happened between the time Krystal and Aidan were born are simply amazing! From Velcro-like tabs on disposable diapers to sippy cups that don’t spill when you turn them upside down, there is a plethora of cool baby stuff on the market that wasn’t there 16 years ago. Of course, there are still the tried-and-true items that probably will never go out of style. For instance, cloth diapers still make the best burp rags around, and I don’t think I’d want to go through motherhood without a tube of diaper rash cream handy. I have some advice for first-time moms, as if they don’t already get enough advice from everyone around them. Here goes: 1) For vaginal deliveries: As long as it doesn’t go against what your doctor says to do, keep bearing down somewhat in between contractions so your baby doesn’t “lose ground” by being sucked back up the birth canal in between pushes. Don’t actively push. Just try to sustain a little downward pressure. 2) It does hurt. A lot. So if you want it, take the epidural. There is no shame in this. And I can guarantee you that when your child is 16 years old (or even 6 months old), people won’t be asking, “Now did you take the epidural?” 3) Be aware that you will bleed for anywhere from 1 to 6 weeks after the baby is born. I’ve known quite a few women whose doctors failed to tell them this lovely tidbit of information until the very last minute, sometimes AFTER their babies were born. 4) Give breastfeeding a shot. It’s a wonderful feeling to bond with your baby in this way, and the health benefits for your child are well worth the initial effort. If you have trouble with breastfeeding don’t be discouraged. A lot of women need help to make it work. I had no trouble at all breastfeeding my first baby, but with my second, I had to seek out a lactation consultant to figure out what was going wrong. If you have given it your best shot and decide to go with formula feeding, don’t beat yourself up about it. Generations of children have been raised just fine with formula, and your baby can be, too. In fact, an advantage is that good old Dad can have more of a hand in the feeding duties. 5) When people give you oodles of advice about having a baby (including the advice I’m sharing right now), don’t feel pressured to take it all to heart. Just keep what YOU think is beneficial, and toss the rest. After all, it is YOU who are going through childbirth, and YOU who will one day hear your beautiful baby call you “Mom,” or as my 16-year-old says with a roll of her eyes, “Maaahhhhmmmmm.”

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Ginger for Morning Sickness

I read an article about how researchers in Canada concluded that ginger was safe for pregnant women and would help to alleviate their morning (or as I call it, all-day) sickness. What's funny to me is that this research had to be performed, confirmed, checked, double checked. And then of course announced, scientific style. Hop on any pregnancy board and ask for ms remedies and most likely someone will tell you that ginger works. Be it ginger root, ginger tea, ginger ale, gingersnaps. Pregnancy is only nine months but the advice and so-called tricks of the trade don't often change.

Some more Old Wives Tales

People love Old Wives Tales. The odds are pretty good. 50/50 either way. Unless of course, you have multiples and then the odds are a little more complicated! - Are your feet colder? It's a boy! - Does your hair look redder but you haven't stepped inside a salon! Congrats to you - It's a girl! - Is that hair growing faster than lightening on your legs? All signs point to B-O-Y. - Do you feel your moods are bouncing left and right and up and down? Well missy, you must be having a girl. - Is your partner gaining some weight with you? They are getting ready to raise a son! - Do you sleep with your pillow facing south? Then the map reads southbound to having a girl. These old wives tales are especially kooky. I mean, I think all pregnant women experience up and down moods regardless of the sex. Leave a comment and let me know if you have experienced any of these and whether it's true or not!

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Pregnancy Bullies and Goat Cheese

An interesting article I read today on the Scotsman.com by Fiona McCade. Do YOU ever feel bullied as a pregnant lady?

These pregnancy bullies really get my goats' cheese

There are many advantages to pregnancy. For instance, I haven’t been allowed to lift anything heavier than a cup of tea for months and that suits me fine, but strangely enough, there is also a down side to being cosseted and cared for. I call it pregnancy bullying and it’s when the cosseting and caring subtly mutate into controlling behaviour of the worst kind; the kind that insists: "It’s for your own good!" Or, even worse, "It’s for the good of the baby!" Implying that if you don’t submit to the will of the pregnancy bully, you’ll be the worst mother ever and Social Services will be forced to take your child away and give it to a she-wolf to suckle.

Even though I’ve now read a hundred books about having babies and he can’t even watch puppies being born on Animal Hospital without passing out on the sofa, Beloved Husband can be a pregnancy bully. We argued in a restaurant recently, because I fancied some goats’ cheese. Normally, it isn’t recommended during pregnancy, but in this case the cheese was served very hot and melting, which removes any possible health hazards. Beloved wasn’t convinced and metamorphosed into a pregnancy bully with a vengeance. "You’re not having that. It’s not worth the risk" he announced, and gave me a hard, don’t-mess-with-me-you-unfit-vessel-for-my-child type of stare. I gave in, but secretly went back on my own later that week and stuffed myself. Revenge is a dish best served hot, with roast veg and balsamic vinegar.

I don’t want to imply that most pregnancy bullies are men. For months now, a female friend has been urging me to start yoga classes and every time I say no (sorry, but I’ve tried yoga three times and I never managed to work out what the hell was going on) she warns me I’ll regret it when I’m bouncing off the labour ward walls in paroxysms of agony. However, in my experience, men are most likely to suddenly turn from solicitous souls into pregnancy bullies and I think I know why this happens.

From the moment the sperm hits the egg, to the moment the baby is born, the man involved has no control over what happens. He must trust the woman carrying his child to do the right thing and sometimes he simply can’t bear to stand by and watch while she gets on with it. He can care too much, like the first-time father at my ante-natal class, who horrified every woman there by asking the midwife: "Can we insist on a full, general anaesthetic if my wife needs a caesarean section?" (For "we" read "I".) While everyone shuddered at the thought, the midwife gently explained to him that general anaesthetics are never used except in dire emergencies because of their negative after-effects and that even the most difficult caesarean procedure would only need a small, spinal anaesthetic. But he was adamant: "Yes, but can we insist?" His wife sat beside him, meek and silent, obviously exhausted by the pregnancy bullying. He probably only wanted to avoid any possibility of her suffering (dream on, sweetie) but his concern is manifesting itself as a mad desire for control at any price, even if it means bullying the surgeon in the operating theatre. If that particular pregnancy bully tries to insist on anything, I hope he’s the one who gets the general anaesthetic.

Beloved hasn’t been nearly as bad as that, but he monitors what I watch and regularly vetoes films or television programmes he considers too scary or violent. He also believes the theory that playing Mozart to unborn babies turns them into geniuses, so he forces me to sit right next to the CD player, absorbing Eine Kleine Nachtmusik, even though he knows I prefer Beethoven. Beloved also ignores me when I point out the inescapable truth that although Mozart was a genius, nobody ever played Mozart to him in the womb.

Amazingly, I cajoled my pregnancy bully into allowing me to go to the Oasis gig last Sunday. Beloved wasn’t happy about it, but acquiesced so long as he accompanied me and I submitted to having half an Axminster carpet tied around my middle to protect the unborn genius’s precious ears. As it turned out, the unborn genius liked Oasis so much, he kicked me constantly for 90 minutes. Then we got home to an answerphone message from my father, demanding to know why I was out after 10pm "in your condition". It’s not often I get bullied by three generations of men in the space of a few hours. I reckon I need some rebellious, defiant goats’ cheese therapy to help me cope.


A very dear welcome to the PregnancyWeekly March 2005 board. Congrats and welcome!
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This is how I feel sometimes....like a beachball. Although my DH has much more sense than to call me a "beach ball." If he did...he definitely would be the next Tom Hanks of Castaway. :)
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Will My Boobs Grow Week by Week?

How are people getting to the PregnancyWeekly blog? In bold is what they search... Waxing legs while pregnant? Totally fine. Although your skin might be more sensitive than normal. But otherwise wax away! It can be a great alternative to shaving your legs when you become too round to reach! So many people want to know if it's okay to wax while pregnant. The answer is YES! It is okay! The only factor is the pain. Eating cheese while pregnant? As long as it's not unpasteurized, you're okay. All cheeses that are sold in the U.S must be pasteurized, so if you should be alright. For more, read here. What month will I look pregnant? This totally depends on your body. Those having multiples tend to "pop" out first. Some women are noticable as early as the first trimester while others don't "look" pregnant until the second trimester. Pregnancy boobs week by week? Your boobs will get bigger. Nuff said. How are baby kicks different from braxton hicks? Baby kicks are tiny kicks and punching from inside. Braxton Hicks are definitely stronger. As in, "I think I'm just going to have my baby here on the kitchen floor." For more, click here. How many weeks is a pregnancy? 40 weeks. Although some deliver before 40 week and some deliver after 40 weeks. A pregnancy quiz to see if I am pregnant? No need for a quiz! Sore boobs? Exhaustion? Nausea? No period? The best quiz is a pregnancy test. Get thee to a drugstore. Angie Harmon, Pregnancy? I do believe she is. Or is she? Celebrity gossipers out there? Anyone? Celebrities Pregnant I think as much of us hate to admit it, we want to know what celebrity is pregnant. Jen, Britney to name a few. In recent news, Demi Moore is announcing this week if she is indeed pregnant with Ashton Kutcher. We'll see if she does. For a good celebrity pregnant website, click here. Sushi While Pregnant? Scan through the old posts...I have an answer in there somewhere. Pregnancy Leg Cramping Ouch. I know how it can be. Cramping is not fun. But stretching, fitness can help. Flying at 36 months pregnant? This kind of question is one that you should ask the airline and your doctor. How long will you be gone? When are you coming back? You will most likely need a note from your doctor giving the ok to fly. Nathan, Top ten 2005 name? Let me ask of those readers...how many Nathans do you know?

Stick a Needle in Me, Please!

From my Health magazine this month, I read a short article about accupuncture for pregnant women. The article talks about pregnant women who are depressed and the lack of meds that are available to them. In a recent study conducted by Stanford University, 61 clinically depressed pregnant women were given one of three different treatments. 1. Needling at pressure points that are thought to affect depression. 2. Needling at nonspecific points. 3. A brief massage. Results? After only 12 sessions, 69% who got depression-specific accupuncture, improved significantly. This rate is on par with those who are depressed and on antidepressents or in psychotherapy. Only 47% of the women who received either #2 or #3 did well. 10 weeks postpartum, 86% of the women who received the specifc accupuncture stayed stymptom free. Although not entirely conclusive, accupuncture might be a safe alternative for depression. Pregnancy is supposed to be a time of joy and happiness but it can often cause anxiety, paranoid and for those who are depressed prior to becoming pregnant, the pregnancy can be as much a burden as it is a blessing. Think, Brooke Shields. So it is nice that studies are being done that can work toward improving these situations. And does accunpuncture hurt? Nope, not really.

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Candy Kane, Pete Maas, and Richard Glasscock Wish Their Parents Read This

So you will have to forgive me for my unexplained absence last Friday and yesterday. Family emergencies came up and I went four straight days without once turning on a computer or checking my email. I think it's a new record. Needless to say, here is what I intended to have for Friday's post. * Today's Friday Featured Guest Writer is one of the funniest women I know. That is, she's an incredibly funny writer. I haven't actually met her but I enjoy her daily posts that make me laugh so hard, I often pee in my pants. So thanks Susie Sunshine for being today's guest writer. If you haven't read her blog yet, you can do so here. Other than religion, politics, or whether Britney's breasts are real, nothing inspires more heated discussion and debate than possible babynames. Baby name books frequently begin by reminding parents that a name is the first gift you give your new baby; COMPLETELY forgetting the freeroom and board so generously provided the mother for the past nine months. The real gift is ignoring suggestions that recycling ancestral namessuch as: Fanny, Hepsibah, Dudley, Ebenezer, Skelton, or Mehitable (all actual names in my husband's genealogical history) is a way to get Great-Great Aunt Ethel to leave you her estate and to make yourin-laws love you. Guilt and greed are powerful tools, but for the sake of your unborn child, resist the force. Family guilt is the only way I can explain otherwise sane young parents naming their newborn "Harold Richard Hunt". I'm sure the grandfathers were pleased to be included in little Harold's moniker, but when he hides in the bathroom crying during recess to avoid the taunts of being a hairy dick hunter, they might feel differently. The line from the Cheers opening song, "where everybody knows your name" makes it seem like a good thing. But when everyone knows your name because it's so incredibly AWFUL, that is a life long burden to carry. Just ask Harry Beaver or Nascar driver Dick Trickle. So watch carefully for hidden slang or meanings when combining first and last names. There is a good chance this child will chose your rest home in the future, and "Ima Hogg" might not be feeling generous at that point in her life. Another tip: avoid names of famous people and the names of their kids (of course, this isn't a problem with names like Moon Zappa Unit or Apple). Looking at this chart you can pinpoint the exact year Kathy Lee Gifford made Cody a kid name instead of a cheap perfume. Chances are if you are a fan and name your offspring after your idol's, other people in your school district will have as well. Do you really want your kid to be one of the fourteen Lolas in her graduating class because everyone admired how skinny Kelly Rippa got after giving birth? Another name problem I've noticed seems to be contained to girl names. Please stop using slight variations of the same name. I get very confused if the name is Mikayla, Mikyla, Kayla, Kylie, Kyla, Kaley, Kiki, Coco, or Caa Caa. ENOUGH! And one last request, also regarding girl names. I have four sons. Now, go look at a baby name book. You'll notice that looking for boy names is a lot like looking for baby boy clothes. Oh sure, the stores have them. You'll find five blue outfits stuck in the corner, hidden in the sea of thousands of pink and purple and lavender tiny dresses, Capri's, sun suits, hidden behind and matching ruffled and ribboned accessories. There are approximately 2.3 million adorable girl names and 27 acceptable boy names. Mothers of girls, STAY ON YOUR OWN DAMN SIDE OF THE NAME BOOK! Once a name starts getting used on girls, it's gone to boys forever. No one wants to give a sissy name to a son. So as the mother of males, I DEMAND that: Carson, Taylor, Austin, Cameron, Corey, Jordan, Mason, Spencer, Tanner, and Blake be returned to the parents of boys. The world can only hold so many Michaels, Johns and Stevens before it explodes.