Monday, January 24, 2011

In the beginnning what I didn't know

I just finished my study of Genesis.  Now having grown up in a church and having gone to Sunday school, I thought that I wasn't going to learn much from genesis  after all I knew the story.  In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth... yadda yadda yadda.  Turns out the book of Genesis is a fairly nefarious tale.  There are Many stories that you never want to see a children's coloring page for.  Like  Lot sleeping with his daughters, Or Jacob's daughters rape which lead to the mass murder of an intire town the perpetrators being Jacob's sons.  Oh I could go on and on.  Every single story is at least R rated.  But the more I studied it the more I could see that it really is true that God is the same yesterday today and tomorrow.  He did not pick "good" people.  In fact he picked some of the worst people to save and they did nothing to merit God's favor.  The whole book really points too Jesus and that we aren't good enough to earn God's favor no one is.  Also it showed that God chose a very sorted family to be the family line that Jesus would be born into.  The line of Juda, a man who had children with his daughter in law when he mistook her for a prostitute.  Like I said nefarious stories, not what the typical person expects to see in the bible.  Long story short I would encourage people to read things for themselves and question what you think you know of the bible.

Friday, January 14, 2011

The cursed outfit

My Mother gave me a very cute outfit for Eli.  I wanted to take a picture of him in it and send it to her.  The first time I put it on him, we didn't have time to take a picture because that was the day he had his first diaper blow out.  Yellow mustard if you will, all the way up the back and in his hair. Soaked through the 3 layers of white outfit.  Today I tried again and I got the picture.


Seconds after this picture was taken, something crazy happened. I don't know how, but he peed up the back of the outfit again soaking all three layers.  This outfit is cursed.  I am nervous now for him to wear and never in public will he wear it, the risks are too great.  |That is what we get for putting him in white!   Just something that gave me a giggle today.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Expectations

So before Eli was born I kinda psyched myself up, that it was going to be awful.  This was my vision of how life was going to be with a newborn.  I was going to feel...
1.)depressed
2.)super sore and in pain,
3.)like I was nothing but a feeding machine,
4.)have time for absolutley nothing not even to shower in the morning.
5.)trapped inside the house
6.) exhausted with a baby who won"t stop screaming and very possibly impatient as well
I happy to report that life is sunnier than all that.  Perhaps having realistic expectations have helped me in adjusting.  I have not felt depressed at all (thank goodness).  While I am still quite sore it is nothing overwhelming and I am coping with it.  It is definatley humbling to know that I am the only person able to feed my baby.  That can be a little overwhelming if I think about it too much, but again I'm dealing with it and I have a wonderful supportive husband who is willing to do one feed in the night if I pump before hand, which really helps.  I have enough time to do things I need to do if I plan them out right.  I think that I am actually getting more done now than before because before I didn't have any motivation there was no deadline pressing upon me.  Now however I want to get things done while I can 'cause who knows when he will need me again.  I don't feel trapped inside the house not yet at least. I can go anywhere I need to go it just takes a little more time and planning ahead.   Some days I am quite tired from staying up with him all night but I can usually get a nap in during the day while he sleeps so all in all things are not nearly as bad as I thought they would be in fact things aren't bad at all.  I love that little boy more than I can tell you, and everything is so worth it at the end of the day.  I wouldn't trade him for anything.


Saturday, January 1, 2011

birth story

Baby Eli John Benelli Plag arrived at 5:04am on the 27th of December.  For those of you who are obsessed with birth stories (I know your out there) here it is.  For anyone who's squeamish feel free to skip.

It wasn't exactly the natural birth experience that I have hoped for. I am at peace with it though because at the end of the day Eli is here safe and healthy and how we got there doesn't seem to be as important anymore.  On the 26th we were 10 days over due and my doctor agreed to do an induction. So we went into RUH in the afternoon on the 26th. They gave me Cervadill to get things going, after multiple checks and monitoring nothing was happening so they sent me home, I was told that it doesn't always take the first time so if nothing happened to come back in the morning to try again.  We went to a friends house for coffee still nothing then we headed out to my parents house for the night. On the way there I started to feel some contractions and a sore back, when we got there I decided to take a warm bath, it did not help and I was having very strong contractions but they weren't in a pattern so I tried to go to bed. WOW that was not happening at that point I was having trouble walking and finding any position uncomfortable. I had a  contraction that lasted five minutes without a break, that is when we decided it was probably real this time and we made our way to the hospital.  We arrived around 12:30ish pm, I was checked about 1am and I was 3cm, they sent us down to labor and delivery.  At this point my contractions were very strong and 30 seconds apart at the best of times, on top of each other with no breaks at the worst of times.  I decided at this point to get the epidural.  It took a long time and 5 separate tries to get in to my back, I have to say it don't think they ever got it in the right place because it didn't do much.  I still felt everything.  I went from 3-10cm in 2hrs! Eli's heart rate kept going down and they were concerned about him he got the internal monitor.  I started pushing a little early because I had a real erg  and they just wanted to get him out because he was so stressed out.  I pushed for 2hrs. It was exhausting and I was getting so tired.  Mikey was  so great supportive, and wonderful during everything.  The nurses said he was just like a doula.  I don't know what I would have done without him.  It was taking too long and Eli continued to be in distress so they decided to help with the vacuum.  He had the cord wrapped around his hands, he was purple and grey so they took him right away to clean out his airway and check him over.  Thank goodness he was okay and they brought him over to me.  I couldn't believe what a high I was on after the birth.  They didn't notice delivering the placenta and I didn't feel anything when they gave me the stitches all the tired weariness I had felt disappeared when I saw my beautiful baby boy.   Eli is gorgeous and perfect and I love him so much it hurts.  So at the end of the day like I said it doesn't matter how he got here just that he is here, and I did what I needed to do in the moment.
Thanks for reading.