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		<description><![CDATA[How do you prepare for your second baby &#8211; both in heart and in mind? <p></p> <p>&#160;</p> <p>When I was preparing for my second baby, I often had (silly) thoughts like:</p> <p>What if I can’t love him as much as my firstborn?</p> <p> What if he’s not as cute and people don’t like him as [...]]]></description>
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<p>When I was preparing for my second baby, I often had (silly) thoughts like:</p>
<p><em>What if I can’t love him as much as my firstborn?</em></p>
<p><em> </em><em>What if he’s not as cute and people don’t like him as much as my first?</em></p>
<p><em> </em><em>What if he gets overlooked or&#8211;maybe worse&#8211;compared?</em></p>
<p><em> </em><em>What if I don’t have time to notice the small things?</em></p>
<p><em> </em><em>What if I can’t cope with the workload of two littles (and the laundry, chores, etc. that come with them)?</em></p>
<p><em></em><em>What will I do with my toddler while I’m putting my baby down for naps?</em></p>
<p><em></em><em>How will my toddler cope with me breastfeeding all the time?</em></p>
<p><em></em><em>Will having two babies limit my mobility and make me feel trapped at home?</em></p>
<p><em></em><em>I’m already often tired now, how will having another baby make me feel physically?</em></p>
<p><em></em><em>How will I give both children the individual attention they need to thrive?</em></p>
<p><em></em><em>How will my relationship with my first born change?</em></p>
<p><em></em><em>Will my firstborn be resentful toward me for the time I’ll need to take care of the baby?</em></p>
<p><em></em><em>Will the baby&#8217;s accomplishments go unnoticed because the toddler is stealing the show?</em></p>
<p><em></em>And on and on my list went.</p>
<h4>Your questions can help as you&#8217;re getting ready for baby number two.</h4>
<p>I don’t feel bad that I had those questions. In fact, I think they are an important part of processing your changing family dynamic and your ever-growing role as a mom.</p>
<p>These sorts of questions – as silly as they seem to be now – help you to think through expectations, ideals, and practicalities of expanding your family.</p>
<p>Worrying doesn’t help (never does!) but questioning <em>can</em> help you grow as long as you’re kind to yourself and intentional in the process. (That means <em>no guilt trips</em> for not reading your <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2011/12/six-awesome-reads-for-new-or-expecting-moms/">pregnancy and parenting books</a> cover-to-cover again or not knowing exactly which fruit represents your baby on any given week!)</p>
<h4>Embracing the change from one child to two when your second baby arrives.</h4>
<p>Now that Judah’s been with us for four months, it’s hard to even remember life before he came.</p>
<p>Our family—like the millions of others who have gone before us—morphed and changed along with his arrival.</p>
<p>We expanded our hearts. We changed our routines.</p>
<p>We’ve learned, we’ve grown, we’ve marveled again – at milestones, at idiosyncrasies, at personality.</p>
<p>We laugh even louder… because there’s even more to laugh about.</p>
<p>And we love even deeper.</p>
<p>He makes our family even more “us”.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">[3|52: mr. blue eyes]</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: left;">And the same thing will happen to you. Before you know it you won&#8217;t even remember life before&#8230;.. two.</p>
<p><em>Dear friends, are you getting ready for baby number two? I hope you’ll be encouraged that your questions are ok and that it’s all a part of the normal process of transition. If you have more than one child, what’s one thing that helped you to prepare your family or yourself for the change?</em></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>mr. blue eyes</em>: #3 of my <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/category/photography-52-fotos/">52 fotos</a> project.</strong><br />
Linking in with other Project 52ers: <a href="http://styleberryblog.com/">Styleberry Blog</a> and <a href="http://www.courtneykirkland.net/category/photography/52-faces/">Courtney Kirkland</a>.<br />
And also linking in with <a href="http://www.sweetviolet.net/search/label/photography%20link-up">Sweet Violet</a>, <a href="http://mcdougallphotography.blogspot.com/">McDougall Photo Blog</a>, and <a href="http://www.momtriedit.net/search/label/SHOOT.EDIT.SUBMIT.">Mom Tried It</a>.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[A response to Glennon Melton’s Don’t Carpe Diem on the Huffington Post. <p></p> <p>Don’t Carpe Diem. You’ve probably seen it floating around the internet through blogs and facebook and twitter by now. It’s been posted and reposted, hailed and hated. Iinitially I wasn’t going to add my voice to the multitudes, but I’ve been thinking [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<!-- Start Shareaholic LikeButtonSetTop Automatic --><!-- End Shareaholic LikeButtonSetTop Automatic --><h4>A response to Glennon Melton’s Don’t Carpe Diem on the Huffington Post.</h4>
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<p><a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/glennon-melton/dont-carpe-diem_b_1206346.html?ref=fb&amp;src=sp&amp;comm_ref=false">Don’t Carpe Diem</a>. You’ve probably seen it floating around the internet through blogs and facebook and twitter by now. It’s been posted and reposted, hailed and hated. Iinitially I wasn’t going to add my voice to the multitudes, but I’ve been thinking about it a lot and perhaps you have too.</p>
<h4>Here is the crux of <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/glennon-melton/dont-carpe-diem_b_1206346.html?ref=fb&amp;src=sp&amp;comm_ref=false">Melton’s Don’t Carpe Diem</a>:</h4>
<blockquote><p>“I used to worry that not only was I failing to do a good enough job at parenting, but that I wasn&#8217;t enjoying it enough. Double failure. I felt guilty because I wasn&#8217;t in parental ecstasy every hour of every day and I wasn&#8217;t MAKING THE MOST OF EVERY MOMENT like the mamas in the parenting magazines seemed to be doing. I felt guilty because honestly, I was tired and cranky and ready for the day to be over quite often. And because I knew that one day, I&#8217;d wake up and the kids would be gone, and&#8230; Would I be able to say I enjoyed every moment? No.”</p></blockquote>
<p>No doubt every mom (or parent) can relate to these sentiments on one level or another.</p>
<p>Hello, we are <em>human</em>.</p>
<p>If we were perpetually living in a state of bliss there would be no need for anything beyond, anything higher. (Heaven, anyone?)</p>
<p>And self-imposed pressure of that nature inevitably leads to mommy-guilt, the enemy of every mom (or parent) trying her best to survive <em>and</em> thrive in the trenches.</p>
<p>Not only does mommy-guilt deprive us of the moment, but it prevents us of having perspective for the big picture.</p>
<h4>Chronos vs kairos time.</h4>
<p>Toward the end of her post Melton starts talking Greek. <em>Literally</em>.</p>
<p>She explains the difference bettwen <em>chronos</em> time and <em>kairos</em> time – chronos being the clock-moving, seconds-ticking time, and kairos being God-time, metaphysical time, the oh-this-moment-is-special-let’s-savor-it time.</p>
<p>I couldn’t agree more that there is a difference between those two types of “times” and that the difference is <em>profound</em>.</p>
<p>There are inevitably moments in my day where I want to speed through time (chronos):</p>
<p><em>Please hold still while I wrangle this diaper on you.</em></p>
<p><em> </em><em>Please </em><em>stop crying long enough for me to remember where I last had my phone.</em></p>
<p><em> </em><em>Please stop clinging to me so I can get dinner in the oven.</em></p>
<p><em> </em><em>Please think of a new question that I haven’t already answered 347 times today.</em></p>
<p><em> </em>But I <em>also</em> know that if I try and speed through all the less-than-desireable parts of my day, I will be robbed of learning to live my “normal” life <em>well</em>.</p>
<p><strong>Because life doesn’t stand still while we wait for those magic moments to appear.</strong></p>
<p>And yet those magic moments? I’m convinced they don’t have to be few and far between if we can only train ourselves to recognize them more.</p>
<h4>Recognizing the magic (kairos) moments is easier for some than others.</h4>
<p>Recently I was reading a post on someone’s blog. She was talking about another (famous) blogger who is a very positive glass-half-full sort-of person. The famous blogger fills her posts with beauty and celebration as she details the ways she enjoys imagination, spontenaety, adventure, and creative play with her kids. The writer of this post shared how reading the blog annoyed her because surely this lady was putting it all on. Surely she was exaggerating. Surely life wasn’t always <em>that</em> good. Surely she wasn’t always <em>that </em>happy.</p>
<p>It made me sad to read that post, for many reasons. But here’s my main reason:</p>
<p><strong>We are bombarded</strong> with images and stories and statistics all the time detailing the things gone wrong in our world: abuse, addictions, violence, financial ruin, job loss, natural disasters, family and relational breakdown, human trafficking, lack of access to clean water and sanitation, poverty, disease…</p>
<p>The list is <em>far</em> too long and <em>far</em> too heartbreaking.</p>
<p>So when I read of someone making a life out of Carpe Diem-<em>ing</em>, it make me think: <em>Wow. How refreshing to see someone deliberately pointing out the small things and commemorating the extrodinary among the ordinary bits of life.</em></p>
<p>Someone like that doesn’t annoy me, they <em>inspire</em> me.</p>
<p>Because as much as I have my I-want-to-fast-forward-through-this-tantrum moments, I also realize that even the tantrums serve a purpose – not just for my child, but for me.</p>
<p>And I don’t want to miss the bigger picture because I’m merely tolerating the repetitive or challenging parts of my days.</p>
<h4>I <em>get</em> the Don’t Carpe Diem thing.</h4>
<p>Really, I do.</p>
<p>Life can be hard and we shouldn’t beat ourselves up or feel guilty for not living on cloud nine in a perpetual state of extacy. <em>Especially</em> when it comes to our parenting.</p>
<h4>But I don’t fully <em>agree</em> with the Don’t Carpe Diem thing either.</h4>
<p>Because when I’m trying to console a crying baby in one arm and make dinner with the other… when I’m pulling over the car to deal with a melt-down in the back seat… when I’m pouring over my bank account trying to find a way to make all the ends meet… when I’m in over my head with commitments and obligations… when I’m delicately trying to see a relationship mended… when I’m praying for answers or healing or breakthrough but am not seeing answers&#8230; when I would give anything just to sleep until 9:00am or have an hour to myself&#8230;</p>
<p><em>Those</em> are the moments that I <em>need</em> Carpe Diem. Those are the moments when I need to remember that life is good and it is fleeting and it does all work out well in the long run.</p>
<h4>I <em>need</em> Carpe Diem to pull me through.</h4>
<p>I need Carpe Diem to remind me that it’s all worth it.</p>
<p>I need Carpe Diem to help me stay focused on the big picture&#8230; that happens in many small moments.</p>
<p>Like most of us, I want to be the type of person that is growing in my awareness of the moment, of enjoying it, of savoring it so that I don’t get to the end of my days and wonder <em>what if I paid more attention?</em></p>
<h4>Carpe Diem without the guilt.</h4>
<p>As much as I <em>need</em> Carpe Diem, I’ve also got to figure out how to Carpe Diem in a way that doesn’t leave me feeling guilty or defeated or diminished because it’s impossible to live it out every single (chronos) moment.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s my responsibility &#8211; no one else&#8217;s &#8211; to make sure that I don&#8217;t get caught in my own guilt trap. No one can do that for me.</p>
<h4>So I say, Carpe Diem!</h4>
<p>Learn to live in the moment! Learn to cherish the ordinary! Learn to see value in the mundane!</p>
<p>And in the <em>spirit</em> of Carpe Diem…</p>
<h4>I also say, leave your self-induced guilt trip at the door!</h4>
<p>Leave behind your undue pressures and unrealistic expectations and self-doubt.</p>
<p>We were made for this friends – made to seize the <em>moment</em>… to live <em>on purpose</em>… to live <em>well</em>&#8230;</p>
<p>In the magic moments&#8230; and the <em>normal</em> ones too.</p>
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<p><em>Dear friends, I love <a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/glennon-melton/dont-carpe-diem_b_1206346.html?ref=fb&amp;src=sp&amp;comm_ref=false">Melton’s post</a> and her courage and compassion to write about something so important, even though I disagree with parts of it. What do you think? Carpe Diem? Or don’t?</em></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Everything you need to know about traveling with a baby. <p>Guest post by Rachel, Wokabout</p> <p></p> <p>My little family has almost made a career out of travel.  Jason and I have been married six years and during that time, we have relocated countries&#8230;hold on, let me do the finger count&#8230;six times?  Yup.  Six times.  I [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Guest post by Rachel, <a href="http://www.wokabout.net">Wokabout</a></strong></p>
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<p>My little family has almost made a career out of travel.  Jason and I have been married six years and during that time, we have relocated countries&#8230;hold on, let me do the finger count&#8230;six times?  Yup.  Six times.  I am Australian.  Jason is American.  We now have a little &#8216;dualie&#8217;, Xavier.  We usually live in China.</p>
<p>Xavier is almost one year old.  In his first year, he’s been to Australia, USA, Germany, China and back to Australia.  I feel like we&#8217;ve learned a thing or two (possibly even a few tricks) that are useful for any family considering travel &#8212; be it by plane, train or automobile. So because it is the little man that has taught us most of what we know, I thought you might enjoy hearing it from him.</p>
<p>So without further adieu, please enjoy the exchange between Mummy (M) and Xavier (Mr. X)!</p>
<p>*****</p>
<p><strong><em>M:</em> What do you think of your transient lifestyle?</strong></p>
<p><em>Mr. X:</em> I love it!  I love new places, new foods, new people adoring me.  I love presents from Chinese grandmothers.  Love it.</p>
<p><strong><em>M:</em> What about your crazy parents?  Do you feel like they&#8217;ve done you a disservice, disrupting your schedule and toting your all over the world while you&#8217;re at an age that you likely won&#8217;t remember any of it?</strong></p>
<p><em>Mr.X:</em> No.  They are first timers so they still have a lot to learn but at this stage of my life, I’m using 70% of my brain as opposed to the 10% that I&#8217;m likely to use as an adult.  I am soaking in everything.  I understand some Chinese you know.  Schedule?  What&#8217;s that?</p>
<p><strong><em>M:</em> Do you sleep through the night?</strong></p>
<p><em>Mr. X:</em> No.  Why?</p>
<p><strong><em>M:</em> Never mind.  Do you sleep in your own bed?</strong></p>
<p><em>Mr. X:</em> Sometimes, but why should I?  I prefer to sleep the Chinese way &#8212; everyone in the same bed!</p>
<p><strong><em>M:</em> Well, I think your parents wish you would spend more time in your own bed.</strong></p>
<p><em>Mr. X:</em> Well, they have to admit that it has cut down on the amount of &#8216;stuff&#8217; we tote around.  No portable beds!</p>
<p><strong><em>M:</em> True&#8230;  Let&#8217;s change the subject.  Our readers would like to know what you consider essential to every travelling baby&#8217;s nappy bag (that&#8217;s a diaper bag for our North American readers).</strong></p>
<h4>Mr. X&#8217;s travel Essentials for Babies:</h4>
<ol>
<li><strong>A baby carrier </strong>&#8211; I recommend <a href="http://www.ergobabycarrier.com/">Ergo</a>.  There&#8217;s plenty of other styles &#8212; wraps, mai tai&#8217;s, ring slings &#8212; that are also useful (ring slings can be used as blankets/nursing covers too).</li>
<li><strong>Res-Q remedy/ointment</strong> &#8212; go to your local health food store for this.  Modern day miracles that soothe bumps, burns and bites.   Great for Mummy&#8217;s cuticles.  Having this on hand is a lot better than standing in Chinese pharmacy and trying to figure out the universal sign for mosquito bite.   Or you could by a homeopathic first aid kit like <a href="http://naturokits.com/basickit">this</a>.</li>
<li><strong>Coconut oil</strong> &#8212; the miracle oil!  Hand sanitizer, wound cleaner, sun protection, etc, etc.</li>
<li><strong><a href="http://www.alibaba.com/product-gs/374746215/Citronella_Mosquito_Repellent_Sticker.html">Mosquito repellant stickers</a></strong> &#8212; discovered these in China and they are brilliant.  No more rubbing chemicals on my fair skin and one sticker usually lasts for a whole day (stick it on my back so I can&#8217;t eat it).</li>
<li><strong>Amber teething necklace</strong> &#8212; truthfully, I haven&#8217;t travelled while teething so I can&#8217;t vouch for this one but my other baby buds tell me they don&#8217;t leave home without theirs.</li>
<li><strong>A change of clothes&#8230;for the parents</strong> &#8212; you <em>will</em> puke or have a nappy blow out (no shame, brothers and sisters).  If you&#8217;re lucky, you’ll survive the trip in the same clothes.  Your parent/s?  Odds are <em>not</em> in their favour.</li>
<li><strong>A bag of tricks </strong>&#8211; have your mum pack a little bag of fun things.  Include a few familiar items (like your teddy and your dummy/paci), your favourite book (the one your mum can recite to you so that she doesn’t have to look at it and get motion sick), and a few new toys.  I like cars.  BUT nothing should be loud or obnoxious.  The gentleman sharing your row <em>will not </em>appreciate irritating songs for the duration of the trip</li>
<li><strong>Snacks </strong>&#8211; airplane food is not especially nutritious.  <a href="http://just-making-noise.blogspot.com/2011/08/wholesome-ideas-for-airplane-meals.html">Here</a>’s a link to the most extensive list of healthy foods you can bring on planes for children.  There&#8217;s a lot of things on this list that you likely didn&#8217;t know was allowed.</li>
<li><strong>A <a href="http://www.facebook.com/EcoUsable">stainless steel water bottle with filter</a></strong> &#8212; difficult to come by but who wants to spend half their vacation money buying airport water?</li>
<li><strong>Baby probiotics</strong> &#8212; again from your health food store.  You can usually buy this in powder form and mix with yoghurt/foods/milk to calm the queaziest of tummies.  Drank bath water?  Take a probiotic.  Gas?  Take a probiotic.  Diarreaha?  Take a probiotic!</li>
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<p><span style="color: #888888;"><strong>Bio: </strong>Rachel writes about her family&#8217;s gypsy lifestyle at <a href="http://wokabout.net/">wokabout.net</a>.</span></p>
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<p><em>Dear friends, don&#8217;t you love this list from Rachel and Xavier? (Thanks Rachel!) Have you ever travelled with a baby? I sure have, and I highly recommend it! (You can find some of my top tips that I wrote after Levi&#8217;s first international trip here: <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2010/06/tips-and-tricks-for-traveling-with-an-infant/">tips and tricks for traveling with a baby</a>.) But back to you. What are YOUR top tips for traveling with a little one?</em></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Whether you aspire to make a living at blogging or not, every serious blogger hoping to be around for the long haul should have a blog critique done. <p>Last year I was quick to jump in the queue to be given a free blog critique by Melissa at Momcomm… and count my lucky stars, I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<!-- Start Shareaholic LikeButtonSetTop Automatic --><!-- End Shareaholic LikeButtonSetTop Automatic --><h4>Whether you aspire to make a living at blogging or not, every serious blogger hoping to be around for the long haul should have a blog critique done.</h4>
<p>Last year I was quick to jump in the queue to be given a free blog critique by Melissa at <a href="http://www.momcomm.com">Momcomm</a>… and count my lucky stars, <em>I landed one of her coveted spots.</em></p>
<div><a title="Momcomm" href="http://www.momcomm.com"><img style="border: none;" src="http://www.momcomm.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/momcomm-blog-badge.png" alt="Momcomm" /></a></div>
<p>But by the time my turn rolled around, I was busy <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2012/01/hello-judah-a-birth-story/">giving birth</a>.</p>
<p>Melissa carried on with <a href="http://www.momcomm.com/2011/10/blog-critique-the-mommyhood-memos/">my blog critique</a> regardless, and I’m so glad she did.</p>
<h4>My blog critique:</h4>
<p>Melissa&#8217;s review was knowledgeable, practical, encouraging, challenging, and resourceful, as well as both personable and professional. I couldn’t ask for anything more in a critique.</p>
<p>Did I mention it was free?</p>
<p><em>It was free, people.</em></p>
<p><strong>I cannot say thank you enough to Melissa</strong> and I’ve been working hard to get things ship-shape around here on the Memos. Although I still have many improvements I’d like to tackle (like whipping my photos into shape!), I’ve finally made a significant dent in my “blog to-do” list. (Go ahead and tell me how fabulous it looks in the comments, <em>thank you</em>.)</p>
<p>I even got inspired and revamped my <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/about-the-memos/">about page</a>, which Melissa didn&#8217;t touch on in her review. <em>That&#8217;s how good she is</em> &#8211; she just makes me want to be a better blogger. *sniff*</p>
<h4>How I implemented my blog critique:</h4>
<p>My dreamy husband watched the boys all day long today while I holed up in our home office with only a few potty and breastfeeding breaks… and I pretended to have a desk job again.</p>
<p><em>Novel.</em></p>
<p>I tweaked, I adjusted, I googled, I edited, I researched. I even got all squinty-eyed a few times, trying to figure out big words and techy-talk. (I feel so smart.)</p>
<p>Did I mention my husband delivered lunch and drinks and dinner to me while I worked?</p>
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<p>I didn&#8217;t?</p>
<p><em>He&#8217;s a dreamboat.</em></p>
<h4>My bonus lesson:</h4>
<p>You know what else I discovered?</p>
<p><em>Sometimes the best break you can have (from the <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2012/01/you-make-me-happy-when-skies-are-gray/">crazy</a>) is actually not a break at all – it’s just a change of focus.</em></p>
<p>I enjoyed my day listening to grown-up music and using my grown-up brain while I worked on grown-up things.</p>
<p><em>Glory.</em></p>
<p>And tomorrow, once again, I will listen to Raffi and get my mega-block groove on. <em>(And I&#8217;ll love that too.)</em></p>
<p>Thanks to Melissa and Ryan – you guys are amazing.</p>
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<p><em>Dear friends, have you checked out <a href="http://www.momcomm.com">Momcomm</a> yet? Not only does she do free blog critiques, but she has a plethora of blogging resources written in easy-to-understand language for—ahem—people like me. Go there. Go there now. Oh, and if you aren&#8217;t lucky enough to get in the blog critique queue, Melissa has an <a href="http://www.momcomm.com/diy-blog-critique-ebook/">easy-to-read DIY Blog Critique Workbook</a> on sale for $10.50! Heck yeah &#8211; that&#8217;s ten bucks well spent. Or if you can&#8217;t afford the ten bucks (or you&#8217;re not quick enough to catch the sale) at least check out some of her other <a href="http://www.momcomm.com/category/really-honest-blog-critique/">really honest blog critiques</a>. You&#8217;ll learn so much. <strong>You&#8217;re welcome.</strong></em></p>
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<h4><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/click-clink-five-button.png"><img class="size-full wp-image-1351 alignright" title="click clink five button" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/click-clink-five-button.png" alt="" width="200" height="213" /></a>Pssst…. Have you seen my other blog yet?<br />
<a href="http://www.clickclink.wordpress.com">Click Clink Five</a>, <em>unedited</em>.</h4>
<p>It’s a writing-for-the-sake-of-writing blog, with most posts averaging <strong>only 300 words</strong> or so. (You don&#8217;t believe me, do you?) And it&#8217;s still a baby. But if you know me, you know I love my babies.</p>
<p><strong>Here are some recent posts from <a href="http://www.clickclink.wordpress.com">Click Clink Five</a>. I&#8217;m sure one of them will pique your interest, <em>right</em>?</strong></p>
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<li><a href="http://clickclink.wordpress.com/2012/01/20/the-gentleman-in-vienna/">In Vienna: the ballet and a gentleman</a></li>
<li><a href="http://clickclink.wordpress.com/2012/01/19/the-swearing-malaysian-pastor/">The swearing Malaysian pastor</a></li>
<li><a href="http://clickclink.wordpress.com/2012/01/16/do-i-know-you/">Do I know you?</a></li>
<li><a href="http://clickclink.wordpress.com/2012/01/15/the-l-word/">The L word</a></li>
<li><a href="http://clickclink.wordpress.com/2012/01/14/the-one-about-fishing-and-photography/">The one about fishing and photography</a></li>
<li><a href="http://clickclink.wordpress.com/2012/01/12/sitting-on-the-bench-like-bookends/">Sitting on the bench like bookends</a></li>
<li><a href="http://clickclink.wordpress.com/2012/01/06/bending-the-rules-big-bird-style/">Bending the rules, Big Bird style</a></li>
<li><a href="http://clickclink.wordpress.com/2012/01/04/the-difference-between-men-and-women/">The difference between men and women</a></li>
<li><a href="http://clickclink.wordpress.com/2012/01/07/on-being-creative-and-tidy/">On being creative… and tidy</a></li>
<li><a href="http://clickclink.wordpress.com/2012/01/09/becoming-australian-its-the-little-things/">Becoming Australian: It’s the little things</a></li>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>3&#124;52: sunshine</p> <p></p> <p>This week has been&#8230; interesting. I&#8217;ve had a tummy bug, which&#8211;in addition to holding me captive in my house&#8211;has left me tired, weak, and hungry. And we all know being tired, weak, and hungry leads to being irritable, impatient, and lethargic.</p> <p>Not the best attributes to make for a sunny, happy mommy.</p> [...]]]></description>
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<p>This week has been&#8230; interesting. I&#8217;ve had a tummy bug, which&#8211;in addition to holding me captive in my house&#8211;has left me tired, weak, and hungry. And we all know being tired, weak, and hungry leads to being irritable, impatient, and lethargic.</p>
<p>Not the best attributes to make for a sunny, happy mommy.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve had many <em>can-someone-please-take-the-kids-before-I-implode </em>moments. A few <em>why-can&#8217;t-babies-just-do-what-you-want</em> moments. A few more <em>why-are-toddlers-so-infuriating</em> moments. And even a couple <em>please-remind-me-why-I-wanted-to-be-a-stay-at-home-mom </em>moments.</p>
<p>Thankfully my husband has been here to help with the boys before and after work, as well as talk me off the ledge when I&#8217;m complaining about the parts of my &#8220;job&#8221; that I don&#8217;t like and the fact that I want to jump ship.</p>
<p>But you know, even despite my less-than-stellar mothering over these last few days&#8230; my boys are as gorgeous and funny and lovable as ever:</p>
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<p>In the midst of a stormy week, they&#8217;ve been both my rain <em>and</em> my sunshine.</p>
<p>They keep me grounded and remind me just how much <strong>I&#8217;m still growing up too</strong>.</p>
<p>They see my best and my not-so-best and still love me just where I&#8217;m at.</p>
<p>Oh how I love them right back.</p>
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<p>In case you&#8217;re wondering, these photos were taken <em>before</em> I got sick. I had a friend over and so seized the rare opportunity to get in a photo with the boys while they were both happy, though I suppose by the time we took this one Levi had moved on a little, hence the blur and God-knows-what in his mouth.</p>
<p>But whatever, it&#8217;s my boys and their mama all in one photo so <em>I like.</em></p>
<p>And for the record, <strong>the yellow and white matchy-matchy thing</strong>? Total coincidence. My husband dressed the boys (he normally just chooses whatever&#8217;s on the top of the stack in the drawer) and I dressed myself. So there. Coincidence.</p>
<p><em>What if you don&#8217;t believe me? </em>Well then just give us a banjo, a tambourine, and a couple of spoons and call us the Booker Family Sunshine Band.</p>
<p>As much as these little dudes sometimes stretch me to my limits and leave me exhausted and frustrated, they are also my little rays of sunshine and really <em>do</em> make me happy when skies are gray.</p>
<p>And <em>dang</em>, they are cute. Just look at the littlest:</p>
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<p><em>Dear friends, what has reminded you about the sunshine lately?</em></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>sunshine</em>: #3 of my<a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/category/photography-52-fotos/"> 52 fotos</a> project.</strong><br />
Linking in with other Project 52ers: <a href="http://styleberryblog.com/">Styleberry Blog</a>, <a href="http://www.courtneykirkland.net/category/photography/52-faces/">Courtney Kirkland</a>, <a href="http://momentsandimpressions.blogspot.com/">Moments &amp; Impressions</a>, <a href="http://wickedkate.com">Wicked Kate</a>, and <a href="http://www.firecrackermama.com">Firecracker Mama</a>.<br />
And also linking in with <a href="http://www.sweetviolet.net/search/label/photography%20link-up">Sweet Violet</a> and <a href="http://mcdougallphotography.blogspot.com/">McDougall Photo Blog</a>.</p>
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<p>If you&#8217;ve been following the Memos this last year then you know this is an issue close to my heart. I first wrote about <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2011/03/do-you-know-about-the-magic/">World Down Syndrome Awareness Day</a> in March, and then later in the year was faced with the possibility that <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2011/06/half-full-and-hopeful/">our own son might have Down Syndrome.</a></p>
<p>It&#8217;s my unwaivering belief that children everywhere should be loved, cherished, protected, valued, and championed to be all that they can be, regardless of their abilities, race, religion, nationality, or background.</p>
<p>Today, in the spirit of loving our kids, won&#8217;t you consider giving toward the Hampton Family&#8217;s <a href="http://ndss.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=1010652&amp;supid=318966917">2 for 2 project</a> to help individuals with Down Syndrome (and their families) live their best life possible? Even a few dollars can make a big difference when multiplied by many people.</p>
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<p>P.S. The winner of <a href="http://thepregnancycompanion.com/">the Pregnancy Companion</a>:<br />
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		<description><![CDATA[<p></p> <p>Sometimes my heart aches a little when I watch Ryan and Levi playing together.</p> <p>They are so close. Levi is so utterly in love with his daddy. It makes my heart melt; I really do adore it.</p> <p>A woman could have no deeper desire for her husband and children than to see them enjoy such [...]]]></description>
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<p>Sometimes my heart aches a little when I watch Ryan and Levi playing together.</p>
<p>They are so close. Levi is so utterly in love with his daddy. It makes my heart melt; I really do adore it.</p>
<p>A woman could have no deeper desire for her husband and children than to see them enjoy such a close relationship.</p>
<p>But still, my heart aches a little.</p>
<p>I used to think that the ache meant I was jealous of their relationship… and that made me feel ashamed. How could I be jealous of something so precious and so <em>right</em>?</p>
<p>But I’ve come to realize that I’m <em>not</em> jealous.</p>
<p>There <em>is</em> a strong emotion there–tinged with the smallest sliver of sadness–but it’s <em>not</em> jealousy.</p>
<p>It’s <em>longing</em>.</p>
<p>I long for what they have. I long for my son to reach out to me they way he reaches out to his dad. I long for him to sometimes say “Mama, mama, mama!” when he hurts himself or wakes in the night.</p>
<p>You and I both know that we can’t force ourselves on people.</p>
<p>We can’t force them to love us.</p>
<p>We can’t force them to choose us first.</p>
<p>We can’t force them to pick us as their favorite.</p>
<p>I know these things. <em>I’m a grown-up </em>– I’ve had many years of relationships to learn this first-hand.</p>
<p>But if I’m honest, I’ll admit that these are the very things I sometimes yearn for – to be “picked first for the team” so to speak.</p>
<p><em>No one wants to hang back on the sidelines waiting for their name to be called.</em></p>
<p>Of course I don’t want their relationship to change – I hope that my husband and son will always share such sweet and intimate connection. But I also want in. I want that same depth that is obvious between the two of them.</p>
<p>I sometimes just want Levi to <em>choose me first</em>.</p>
<p><strong>But love can’t be forced. Love—<em>real Love</em>—is always freely given and freely received.</strong></p>
<p>God doesn’t pressure us to choose him or to love him. He just loves us and gives us the opportunity to love him back as we’re able, and as we choose.</p>
<p><strong>My responsibility as a parent is the same – to love Levi with everything I’ve got, regardless of if he ever chooses me first or not.</strong> (And of course he does <em>sometimes</em>… just not <em>often</em>.)</p>
<p>I’m glad that Someone’s gone before me and shown me what it looks like to love like this.</p>
<p>And as I learn to love, and even grapple with the longing, I must guard my heart from comparison, from insecurity, from rejection, and from jealousy. For those are the things that so quickly drown out and destroy all that is good and lovely and pure.</p>
<p>Real love sustains, whether you are the <em>favorite</em> or not.</p>
<p><em>Dear friends, I almost feel silly writing this post. That, as an adult, I shouldn’t even begin to think such things. But I figure if this is something I wrestle with, then maybe other parents out there do too. How about you? Do you sometimes wish that your relationship with your child was more like your spouse’s?</em></p>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>2&#124;52: seed </p> <p>Not long ago my husband was inspired to build and plant an herb garden, as well as transplant a few other neglected side-of-the-house plants.</p> <p>He is now the unofficial Chief Gardener of the family&#8230; and has appointed Levi as his Deputy.</p> <p></p> <p>Deputy Levi loves to help those little seeds grow.</p> <p>He [...]]]></description>
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<p>Not long ago my husband was inspired to build and plant an herb garden, as well as transplant a few other neglected side-of-the-house plants.</p>
<p>He is now the unofficial Chief Gardener of the family&#8230; and has appointed Levi as his Deputy.</p>
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<p>Deputy Levi loves to help those little seeds grow.</p>
<p>He waters, he looks, he points, he smiles.</p>
<p>And then he waters some more.</p>
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<p>The herbs have sprouted.</p>
<p>My “baby” has sprouted too.</p>
<p>Little seed is not so little any more.</p>
<p>He does grown-up things these days…</p>
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<p>&#8230;like helping to make things grow.</p>
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<p><em>Dear friends, does anyone else have children that are sprouting like craaaazy right now?</em></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Seed</em>: #2 of my <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/category/photography-52-fotos/">52 fotos</a> project.</strong><br />
Linking in with other Project 52ers: <a href="http://styleberryblog.com">Styleberry Blog</a> and <a href="http://www.courtneykirkland.net/category/photography/52-faces/">Courtney Kirkland</a>.<br />
And also linking in with <a href="http://www.sweetviolet.net/search/label/photography%20link-up">Sweet Violet</a>, <a href="http://mcdougallphotography.blogspot.com/">McDougall Photo Blog</a>, and <a href="http://www.momtriedit.net/search/label/SHOOT.EDIT.SUBMIT.">Mom Tried It</a>.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;">Dr. Heather Rupe and Jessica Wolstenholm, Authors of the Pregnancy Companion.</p> Adriel: First off, thanks for &#8220;visiting&#8221; the Memos for an interview Jessica. It&#8217;s great to have you! Before we start, can you please tell us a little about yourself? <p>Jessica: Thank you so much for having me Adriel. Let&#8217;s see&#8230; I&#8217;m am [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<!-- Start Shareaholic LikeButtonSetTop Automatic --><!-- End Shareaholic LikeButtonSetTop Automatic --><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/IMG_9887editcrop.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-1272" title="IMG_9887editcrop" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/IMG_9887editcrop-1024x682.jpg" alt="" width="448" height="298" /></a><span style="color: #808080;">Dr. Heather Rupe and Jessica Wolstenholm, Authors of the Pregnancy Companion.</span></p>
<h4>Adriel: First off, thanks for &#8220;visiting&#8221; the Memos for an interview Jessica. It&#8217;s great to have you! Before we start, can you please tell us a little about yourself?</h4>
<p><strong>Jessica:</strong> Thank you so much for having me Adriel. Let&#8217;s see&#8230; I&#8217;m am wife to my amazing husband, Dave, and mother to two beautiful miracles, Hope (3 1/2) and Joshua (6mo). I live in the Nashville, TN area where I settled after attending college here. I am a former Christian music and book industry professional. After 13 years in the field, I am now a stay at home mom enjoying the craziness of life with two little ones while I try desperately on the side to minister to women through their journey to motherhood. I partnered with my dear friend and OB, Dr. Heather Rupe to write <strong><a href="http://www.thepregnancycompanion.com">The Pregnancy Companion</a></strong> after experiencing a hard road of infertility and multiple miscarriages. I was diagnosed with PCOS (polycystic ovarian syndrome) in 2006, which made it hard for me to conceive and hold a pregnancy. Through the care of Dr. Rupe and a local fertility clinic along with lots of prayer, I have been blessed with two amazing children.</p>
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<h4>Adriel: There are a zillion books on pregnancy out there, why did you decide to write another one?</h4>
<p><strong>Jessica: </strong>After everything I had experienced as I walked my own journey to motherhood, I went into my first (successful) pregnancy with a good amount of fear. I wanted so badly to believe for the best and experience true peace throughout those 9+ months but honestly, it was tough. I searched for a pregnancy resource that was faith-based and found several, wonderful pregnancy prayers books. But I was never able to find a book that combined medicine and faith. Since Dr. Rupe and I were friends, I approached her about writing <strong><a href="http://www.thepregnancycompanion.com">The Pregnancy Companion</a></strong>. As a Christian physician, she understood the need for such a book and was excited to partner with me. Our prayer for this book is to provide all of the medical information you might find in other pregnancy books, combined with practical and devotional content &#8211; all wrapped in gentle reminders that God is the author of life and will walk with you through your pregnancy.</p>
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<h4>Adriel: What kind of women do you think would benefit from reading your book? Besides the &#8220;obvious&#8221; ones &#8211; the pregnant ladies, haha!</h4>
<p><strong>Jessica: </strong>We tried to be mindful of women who are at all stages on their journey. Those who are trying to conceive or experiencing infertility or miscarriage would benefit from reading this book because that is such a large part of my story. We included lots of helpful information for women who have not yet conceived and encouragement for them throughout their time of waiting. We also believe this book will be encouraging to single moms-to-be. No matter what the circumstances surrounding your pregnancy, we pray this book will be a blessing. Even if you are half way or almost through your pregnancy, there is information you can still find helpful. We discuss many aspects of labor and delivery as well as postpartum care and the early stages of motherhood.</p>
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<h4>Adriel: You said you were working in the music industry before you became an author. How did you make the switch?</h4>
<p><strong>Jessica: </strong>Yes. I spent 13 years working for record labels and a management company where I served both artists and authors. I learned so much about the business side of music and publishing and it has helped me tremendously. It&#8217;s always different when applying those things to yourself though so I continue to learn every day. When I became pregnant with Joshua I knew I couldn&#8217;t juggle my demanding career and two children so my husband and I prayed and looked toward my third trimester mark to make the switch. It has honestly been quite an adjustment to go from working outside of the home to working (really hard) in the home but every day it gets better and better and I know I am called to be with my children during this season.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Wolstenholm-Family.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-1273" title="Wolstenholm Family" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/Wolstenholm-Family-1024x953.jpg" alt="" width="448" height="417" /></a></p>
<h4>Adriel: Can you give us a snapshot of what a day in the life of an author/stay-at-home mom looks like?</h4>
<p><strong>Jessica: </strong>Well, every day is different and probably not much different than yours! Right now it all depends on what my little man is doing. Some days he naps well and some days he doesn&#8217;t. My husband and I take turns getting up to feed him in the morning (did I mention my husband is amazing?!) which is usually between 5-6:30am (he sleeps through the night but wakes up at various times still). When it&#8217;s my turn, I often take some time after feeding him to check email. There is nothing like a few quiet moments to focus on your inbox without a little person vying for your attention! After I get myself ready, I get the kids ready for the day and we send daddy off to work. Mornings are typically the best time for both of my children to play independently so I utilize that time to get on Facebook and Twitter or start writing a new blog post. I&#8217;m sure you can relate but it seems as though once I clean up the kitchen from breakfast, I may have a few moments to do those things before it&#8217;s time to put someone down for a nap, change a diaper or begin working on lunch. And once I clean up from lunch, it&#8217;s pretty much the same in the afternoon before it&#8217;s time to start dinner. Most of my work is done in spurts between normal, daily mommy tasks. When I am working on a manuscript or proposal, I use my quietest, most peaceful time of the day… after the kids are down in bed for the night.</p>
<h4>Adriel: Many of the readers of the Memos are also parenting bloggers, and no doubt some are aspiring writers. Can you tell us one piece of practical advice for pursing that goal?</h4>
<p><strong>Jessica: </strong>My biggest piece of advice would be to continue developing your writing and your ideas. The most important thing that will set you apart in the sea of bloggers and writers is a unique idea or story. I never considered myself a great writer, but I had an idea that had never been done before that identified a need in the market. I was so blessed to find a publishing company that caught the vision and has been a wonderful partner to get it out there.</p>
<p>Once you have your message, build a community (I prefer that term to &#8220;network&#8221;) of like-minded people who could be blessed (I prefer that term to &#8220;benefit&#8221;) from your message. If your idea is unique enough and your community active enough, you will likely catch the eye of a publisher at some point. And even if you don&#8217;t, it doesn&#8217;t mean you can&#8217;t be an author. The publishing industry is changing daily with many more opportunities opening up for independent authors. Much like the music industry evolved over the past 10 years allowing independent artists to distribute their music through digital channels enough to make a living, the publishing world is following close behind. If you are passionate enough about your idea, you should use whatever means you can to share it with others.</p>
<h4>Adriel: And in closing, can you please share with us any of your goals for the future? Do you hope to continue writing about pregnancy-related topics? Or was this fabulous book a one-off?</h4>
<p><strong>Jessica: </strong>Now that I have six months under my belt with the little guy, I feel like I am in a groove enough to spend more time writing and developing ideas. We hope to bring a follow up book to <strong><a href="http://www.thepregnancycompanion.com">The Pregnancy Companion</a></strong>, which I will be working on this spring. I have a few other ideas swimming around in my brain that I hope to nurture in 2012. Taking those steps toward the next message will be a big part of the upcoming year for me but more than anything I want to work hard to make sure women everywhere know about this resource so that they may experience the most peace-filled pregnancy possible.</p>
<h4><span>Adriel: Jessica, thank you so much for taking the time to do an interview for my readers. I love reading personal interviews from people I admire, and so &#8220;conducting&#8221; one myself has been an absolute pleasure! And I&#8217;ll also say &#8220;thank you&#8221; on behalf of my readers. *grin*</span></h4>
<p><strong>Jessica: </strong>Thanks for giving me the opportunity to be a part of the Memos!</p>
<h4>Now, a giveaway for you!</h4>
<p>Jessica would like to give one of my readers a copy of <strong><a href="http://www.thepregnancycompanion.com">The Pregnancy Companion</a></strong>. (Thank you Jessica!) To enter, just <strong>leave a comment below</strong> telling us why you’d like to have a copy of the book for yourself or a friend. <strong>You may enter once a day until the giveaway ends on <em>Wednesday, January 18</em>.</strong> For additional entries, tweet (using the handle @mommyhoodmemos <em>and</em> @pregnancypal), link this post on facebook, or blog about this giveaway. Just make sure to tell me that you’ve done so in the comments.</p>
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<p><em>Dear friends, as I said in my post last month on the <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2011/12/six-awesome-reads-for-new-or-expecting-moms/">six best reads for new or expecting moms</a>, The Pregnancy Companion is an excellent book that I’d personally recommend. Whether you win the giveaway or not, I hope you’re able to get your hands on a copy!</em></p>
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		<title>hello judah | a successful vbac birth story (unabridged)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The problem with writing a birth story is the problem of giving justice to the holiness and perfection of the event itself &#8211; the miracle of birth. <p>Maybe that&#8217;s why it took me three months to sit down and put &#8220;pen to paper&#8221; for this story. Truth be told I’ve worried that my words would in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<!-- Start Shareaholic LikeButtonSetTop Automatic --><!-- End Shareaholic LikeButtonSetTop Automatic --><h4>The problem with writing a birth story is the problem of giving justice to the holiness and perfection of the event itself &#8211; the miracle of birth.</h4>
<p>Maybe that&#8217;s why it took me three months to sit down and put &#8220;pen to paper&#8221; for this story. Truth be told <strong>I’ve worried that my words would in some way diminish the importance of the sacred process. </strong>But I will tell you this, I got my successful, natural VBAC just as I had hoped and prayed for&#8230; and I couldn&#8217;t be more thrilled to share.</p>
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<p><span style="font-weight: bold;">This is the story of how I met Judah.</span></p>
<p>Somewhere around 37 or 38 weeks pregnant I turned the corner called <em>oh-my-gosh-I’m-not-ready-for-two-babies-because-things-just-aren’t-done-around-here</em>, to feeling all at once ready, settled, and at peace.</p>
<p>If you’re just turning that particular corner late in your pregnancy (which I’m told is common with baby number two), you know that once you’ve rounded it the baby will probably soon follow.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/37-weeks3.png"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1221" title="37 weeks3" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/37-weeks3.png" alt="" width="283" height="377" /></a><span style="color: #888888;">(37 weeks and all dressed up for a night out)</span></p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2011/09/can-not-wait/">I was ready.</a> I was excited. And for most of my pregnancy I’d had an inkling that baby would be a week early.</p>
<p>A day or two after deciding I was “ready” my braxton hicks morphed into regular contractions. It was two weeks until D-day.</p>
<p>Game on.</p>
<p>And then… game off.</p>
<p>Over the next seven days I had prodromal labor. That’s a fancy way to say that I had false labor… But “false labor” is <em>so</em> not false! (Oh <em>geeze</em>, it’s so flipping real.) The difference is that it just doesn’t progress to full dilation. (I later found out it was because baby was posterior, which can make for not only lots of starts and stops in labor… but can also lead to awful—no <em>excruciating</em>—back pain.)</p>
<p>It made for a difficult week, packed with excitement and anticipation as well as frustration and disappointment…. But mostly pure exhaustion as contractions kept me up all night for several nights and slowed me down all day.</p>
<p>At least three of those nights my contractions were as close as 3-4 minutes apart for hours on end, but they never broke through the three-minute mark.</p>
<p>I was exhausted. My back had begun to ache. I was confused. I was irritated.</p>
<p>With Levi my waters broke at 2:00am the morning of his due date. Contractions started hard and fast after that and later that day (after an <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2010/08/the-line/">unplanned c-section</a>) he was in my arms.</p>
<p><em>Not so with Judah.</em></p>
<p>Just as he had me guessing in pregnancy, so he had me completely baffled in labor.</p>
<p>Yet even with the discouragement I was hopeful and felt at peace with the process I knew was still to come.</p>
<p>However it happened, <em>I would meet my son soon.</em></p>
<p>I rubbed my belly with clary sage. I walked as much as my energy would allow. I packed and repacked my hospital bag. I asked girlfriends and family to pray.</p>
<p>Finally on day seven of this roller coaster when my contractions started up hard again I decided that come hell or high water I would have him that day. It was a Friday and Friday—I decided—is a <em>good day</em> to have a baby. I was 38 weeks, six days.</p>
<p>I put on a necklace that my parents had bought me on their trip to Israel; it has my name, <em>Adriel</em>, written in Hebrew on it. Adriel means “strength and power of God” and I wanted to be reminded of that strength and power as I labored.</p>
<p>After having my shower I announced, “I’m having the baby today” and called a few close friends and made sure the babysitter for Levi was in order.</p>
<p>My desire was to labor as long as possible at home because I knew that once I went into the hospital they’d start watching the clock. And since I wanted to try for an intervention-free VBAC (vaginal birth after cesarean), I knew that I didn’t want the doctor’s count down to interfere with my labor’s natural progression.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #888888;">(&#8220;labor day&#8221; at home &#8211; last photo of the bump &#8211; 38+6)</span></p>
<p>At home I walked. I bounced. I pulled out the breast pump. And sure enough those contractions finally broke through the three-minute mark.</p>
<p>Finally, after 14 hours of laboring at home we headed into the hospital.</p>
<p>This was it!</p>
<p>I had been worried about the contractions slowing during our car ride since all day they slowed every time I sat down or stopped moving, but to my delight (relative word here!) they only increased as we made the 20-minute drive to Townsville Hospital.</p>
<p>Yup, this was definitely <em>it.</em></p>
<p>By the time we arrived I thought I just might have a baby in the lobby.</p>
<p>My contractions were on top of each other – I had six from the time we got out of the car to the time we got to the birthing suites. I only had seconds break in between them – enough to get 20 paces or so before having to stop and rock through another one.</p>
<p>No doubt we were quite the spectacle as onlookers kept asking if I was ok. <em>Just having a baby here folks – leave me alone.</em> I thought to myself.<em> </em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p>The short walk to the delivery ward took a million years.</p>
<p>Upon arrival they immediately admitted me to a birthing room. It was 5:00pm.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070360.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1226" title="P1070360" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070360.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p>I was greeted by a sweet midwife and soon after the attending doctor came in. I had met him before during one of my prenatal exams and was immediately set at ease knowing he was on duty. (Dr. Dan, whom I don’t even know a last name for, but had already grown to trust and like through our previous visit.)</p>
<p>Again we went through my birth plan and discussed the areas of contention:</p>
<p><em>Yes</em>, I wanted to have a VBAC.</p>
<p><em>No</em>, I didn’t want any interventions.</p>
<p><em>Yes</em>, I wanted to go medication-free.</p>
<p><em>No</em>, I didn’t want constant fetal heart monitoring (so that I could be free to labor in the shower and/or the tub).</p>
<p><em>Yes</em>, I understood the risks.</p>
<p>And on we went.</p>
<p>As soon as the checking-in process was finished we figured out that my fore waters had broken while in the car. Things were clearly progressing.</p>
<p>The midwives left me to labor alone with my team.</p>
<p>I have to mention here that I had the best support team with me: my husband Ryan and two friends JP and Katie who came to take photos, pray for me, support Ryan, and basically just be available to cheer and run and encourage and refill and adjust the volume and crack jokes and wipe sweat and welcome our precious, precious child.</p>
<p>They were amazing. <em>All three of them.</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070687.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1227" title="P1070687" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070687.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a><span style="color: #888888;">(this photo of jp and katie was actually taken after the birth &#8211; hence the enormous grins and exhausted eyes)</span></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p>During the next couple of hours I continued to labor. The details are hazy. Things slowed again, which I found increasingly frustrating. I knew that the best thing I could do to keep things moving was to stay on my feet, and yet I was utterly exhausted after a week of sleepless nights and increasing back pain.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/DSC_83962.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1228" title="DSC_83962" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/DSC_83962.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="388" /></a></p>
<p>By this point my back was throbbing and all I wanted to do was curl up into a ball and sleep. And yet I also felt this pressure – this race against the clock – to have Judah quickly so that the medical staff wouldn’t press for all the interventions that I didn’t want.</p>
<p>Somewhere around this point I was assigned a new midwife, Helen.</p>
<p>Helen and I had immediate chemistry. She was straightforward and yet kind and encouraging. At one point she said to me, “You obviously have an extremely high tolerance to pain.” (Yes people, that is what a laboring woman on no medication wants to hear, <em>thank you very much!</em>)</p>
<p>Between contractions she teased me and we bantered back and forth. I felt safe with her, relaxed, secure. I was incredibly glad to have her assist me in bringing Judah into the world. (Let it be noted that I had hoped and prayed often in the months leading up to giving birth for a midwife exactly like her to be assigned to me. She was—quite literally—an answer to prayer.)</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070385.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1231" title="P1070385" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070385.jpg" alt="" width="375" height="500" /></a><span style="color: #888888;">(my midwife helen on the right &#8211; holding a mirror that i requested for later in the birth)</span></p>
<p>Around 8:00pm Helen told me that things would need to start moving a little faster or the doctors would want to talk about interventions to help speed things along.</p>
<p>This made me aggravated – I was already irritated at how drastically things had slowed since those moments in the lobby when I thought I’d deliver then and there. I wondered if I was doing something wrong (or not doing enough) – but mostly my amped up aggravation mostly just made me determined.</p>
<p><strong>I wanted to have this baby naturally. I was <em>going</em> to have this baby naturally.</strong></p>
<p>Come. On. Baby.</p>
<p>Time to come <em>out</em>.</p>
<p>Within minutes the contractions became hard and fast again. <em>Harder and faster.</em> (It begs the question <em>how much of labor is physical and how much is psychological?</em> Incredible how intermixed it all is.)</p>
<p>Whatever the physiology and psychology of it all, Helen’s warning kicked me into high gear and those contractions piled on top of each other again. (She later told me that this was exactly what she was hoping for when she dropped the little “warning” bomb – my clever midwife was <em>helping</em> me to get what I longed for! She must have known how stubborn and determined I can be.)</p>
<p>By this time the contractions were so intense that there’s no way I could talk through them. I needed to give everything just to cope with the stress on my body. I was agonizing with the worst back pain I have ever experienced and I suddenly doubted my ability to continue. <em>“If my back hurts this much during contractions, how in the world will I be able to handle the pain ‘down there’ while pushing?”</em> I cried to my husband.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070376.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1229" title="P1070376" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070376.jpg" alt="" width="375" height="500" /></a></p>
<p>I knew that women reached this stage – the stage where most doubt they can go on – but (naive or not) I had sincerely thought I wouldn’t feel that way. I had studied and reflected and prayed and visualized the birth so many times that I genuinely thought I’d only have positive-self-talk, even through the hardest part. The fact that I started to doubt myself just made me feel more defeated. And yet I knew I was close. I <em>knew</em> I could do it.</p>
<p><strong><em>Oh yeah baby, this was transition. </em></strong>And it was as hard as they say it would be.</p>
<p><em>Harder</em>.</p>
<p>I waffled from saying things like <em>I can’t do it</em>, to saying, <em>you were made for this Adriel</em>, to <em>what was I thinking?</em> to <em>this is all happening just as it should be.</em></p>
<p><strong>I was so conflicted.</strong></p>
<p>I groaned. I grunted. I cried. I breathed. I shouted. I prayed. I even laughed. (Despite the pain, giving birth was the most <em>fun and enjoyable and wonderful</em> experience.)</p>
<p>At one point I went from sobbing and moaning during a contraction to the moment it ceased saying, “You guys are just perfect – the best birth team ever. I love you so much.”</p>
<p>My midwives burst into hysterics (Lucy had joined Helen by this point) and told me that they’d never seen someone who wasn’t drugged flip to being so “lovey dovey” at this stage of labor before. (Apparently they were thoroughly entertained with my antics.)</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070420.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1230" title="P1070420" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070420.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a><span style="color: #888888;">(my midwives: lucy cracking up in the background while helen chuckles in the foreground)</span></p>
<p>The whole room was laughing… laughing <em>at</em> me. And as funny as it was to them, I meant it. I was blown away at how <em>perfect</em> it all felt:</p>
<p><strong>Pain was excruciating. Hormones were raging. Heart was exploding. It was all a hot, glorious mess.</strong></p>
<p>As 9:00pm approached the midwives told me they wanted to do an internal exam to determine how far dilated I was. I hadn’t had an internal prior to this since my waters had already broken and—as a VBACer—it would start my intervention clock ticking. Because of that we had very little idea of how far I was dilated during the whole process.</p>
<p>For the next 15+ minutes I tried to lay down, but literally couldn’t move as the contractions were stacked on top of each other, with only seconds in between, and my back pain was almost debilitating.</p>
<p>Tearfully I said that I couldn’t make them stop long enough to hold still in order for the midwives to check my cervix. I remember pleading to God under my breath to make them to stop long enough that I could at least catch my breath. Ryan was rock steady, wiping the hair away from my face, and JP and Katie reminded me of my necklace and what it represented – the strength and power of God which was mine.</p>
<p>They helped me take courage.</p>
<p>Finally, after 15 minutes of trying to re-situate myself and lay down, I was able to get into position for the internal.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/DSC_8443.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1232" title="DSC_8443" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/DSC_8443.jpg" alt="" width="335" height="500" /></a></p>
<p>Immediately Lucy reported that I was fully dilated and I could start pushing.</p>
<p><em>How?</em> was the first thing that I thought. <em>How in the world do I push?</em> I wondered as if there was a science to it or a “right” way.</p>
<p>The pressure was mounting and all I felt was that I needed to take a giant poo. <em>Is this seriously what having a baby is meant to feel like?</em> I wondered. (So bizarre.)</p>
<p>Helen’s shift had ended at 9:00pm, but she told me that she wanted to stay for the birth anyway. Since I had so easily connected with her I was incredibly grateful to hear this.</p>
<p>And I was excited.</p>
<p><em>Hello. I was having a baby.</em></p>
<p>This was actually happening.</p>
<p>It was time to meet my son<em>… for real.</em></p>
<p>I found the next part strange.</p>
<p>My contractions immediately spaced out and we talked about what positions I’d like to push in. It felt so matter-of-fact as my emotions leveled out and my entire being suddenly felt calmer.</p>
<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1233" title="P1070391" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070391.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /><br />
I knelt on the bed with my arms over the back (which was raised) for support. They got out the mirror—which I had requested so that I could watch as much as possible—and I began to <em>push</em>.</p>
<p>The next little while felt like it went on forever. I pushed and pushed through the devastating back pain, but I felt like nothing was actually happening down there. I had assumed that I would be able to feel as baby moved through the birth canal, but truthfully my back pain overshadowed all else.</p>
<p>Helen suggested I try lying down to push as she could see I was clearly exhausted from 20 hours of labor (not to mention the week of start-stop labor and little sleep leading up to it). I was hesitant because I didn’t want to do anything that would hinder the baby’s movement, but I was also ready to collapse so I reluctantly agreed.</p>
<p>After a few pushes I told her I hated it and so she suggested the side-lying position.</p>
<p>I lay on my side pushing as she supported my upper leg during each heave. Still I felt nothing but back pain, but I continued as she assured me things were progressing nicely.</p>
<p>During each push I gripped onto Ryan’s neck, nearly pulling his hair out as my fists clinched around anything within reach. He was a champion – there for me just as I needed him to be.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070428.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1234" title="P1070428" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070428.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p>After several minutes of pushing on my side I looked down between my legs to watch Helen and try to read her facial expressions. <em>(Was I close? Were things happening? Was this pushing thing working??) </em></p>
<p><em> </em></p>
<p>Suddenly I felt it and saw it all at once – my hind waters burst with a gush. She jumped back and just missed the flood that was aimed straight at her face.</p>
<p>We all laughed at her close call and I felt encouraged. <em>Something really was happening down there</em>.</p>
<p>From that point I got back up on my knees and shifted between pushing on my knees to squatting and back again a few times.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070403.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1235" title="P1070403" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070403.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p>Finally his head began to crown.</p>
<p>They showed me in the mirror and I reached down to feel that fuzzy newborn hair.</p>
<p><em>That’s my boy. I can see and feel my boy.</em></p>
<p>I squeezed Ryan’s hand. I smiled at JP and Katie. I thanked God.</p>
<p>My heart was racing. We were going to meet my boy soon.</p>
<p>The midwives told me to continue pushing as I had been, but that when I was close to his head coming through they would prompt me to begin little pants. The panting would slow down his movement a bit so that he could come through with less chance of tearing.</p>
<p><em>Got it,</em> I thought to myself.</p>
<p>By this time there was no messing around. When the urge to push came I was giving it everything I had. <em>Get. This. Baby. Out. Now.</em> was all that I could think about.</p>
<p>And then, during one of my giant (roaring) pushes, POP, his head burst through!</p>
<p>Although the midwives were right there and ready… I think we were all surprised. We went from being able to see a tiny sliver of his head to—<em>hello</em>—the whole thing having burst through. <em>(I so wish it was appropriate to show photos of what this looked like – it really is miraculous and the photos are stunning.)</em></p>
<p>The next moments were incredible. There was a minute or two between contractions where only his head was delivered. I touched him and held him and marveled at the wonder of it all. I looked in mirror and saw his face. My friends clicked furiously, snapping photos from every angle. My husband looked at me with wide eyes and a full heart.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070455.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1236" title="P1070455" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070455.jpg" alt="" width="375" height="500" /></a><span style="color: #888888;">(first glimpse of my son &#8211; looking in the mirror to see his face)</span></p>
<p>And I just knelt there, with my baby’s head hanging between my legs – still mine, and yet also the world’s. It was magical… and totally weird all at the same.</p>
<p><em>Surreal.</em></p>
<p>I reached down with both hands to hold his head and prepared myself for the next contraction to come so that I could birth his body.</p>
<p>With the next push he was delivered into my arms. I threw my head back in relief, amazement, and thanksgiving&#8230; and let our a triumphant cry of joy.</p>
<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1237" title="P1070464" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070464.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="289" /><br />
The midwives untangled his cord, which was wrapped around an arm, a leg, and his neck due to his movement from the posterior position he’d begun labor in.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070468.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1241" title="P1070468" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070468.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p>At 10:15pm after 55 minutes of pushing he was on my chest – his little head on my heart.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/DSC_8509.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1238" title="DSC_8509" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/DSC_8509.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="335" /></a><br />
It was the most incredible culmination of all of the events of this pregnancy and birth… and it still makes my head spin when I think about how awesome that <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2011/11/that-moment/">most holy of moments</a> was.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070467.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1242" title="P1070467" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070467.jpg" alt="" width="375" height="500" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070469.jpg"><img class="size-full wp-image-1266 aligncenter" title="P1070469" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070469.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="374" /></a></p>
<p>And you know, with all of the build-up <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2011/06/half-full-and-hopeful/">wondering if he’d be born with Down Syndrome</a> or not, the first thing that ran through my mind was not, <em>does he or doesn’t he?</em></p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/DSC_8520.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1239" title="DSC_8520" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/DSC_8520.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="292" /></a></p>
<p>The first thing I thought was, <em>he looks nothing like us</em>. And I like that… because he <em>doesn’t</em> look like any of us with his almost-white blonde hair and fair skin.</p>
<p>From the very beginning—he has been so different, so special, so <em>him</em>.</p>
<p><strong>Ryan and I looked at each other and nodded. “Judah?” Ryan asked. “Judah,” I confirmed.</strong></p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070477.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1240" title="P1070477" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070477.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p><strong><em>Welcome Judah Matthew Booker.</em></strong></p>
<p>&#8220;His name is Judah Matthew&#8221;, I announced to the others.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/DSC_8521.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1243" title="DSC_8521" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/DSC_8521.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="281" /></a></p>
<p>My little room full of cheerleaders erupted with shouting and dancing and clapping jumping and arm-waving.</p>
<p>He was here. He was perfect. He was so worthy of our cheers.</p>
<p>I caught a glimpse of the banner that Levi and I had made together in the weeks leading up to Judah’s birth: “Welcome sweet baby boy!” and my heart was full, so very, very full.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070865-2.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1244" title="P1070865-2" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070865-2.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p><strong><em>Welcome indeed sweet, sweet boy.</em></strong></p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070524.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1261" title="P1070524" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070524.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p>Soon after he was in my arms they told me that I had lost a lot of blood and they weren’t sure if I was hemorrhaging or just badly torn. They advised that I should have the cintocin shot for a managed third stage labor. I agreed and settled back with my gorgeous son skin-to-skin on my breast as doctors came in and examined me. We were all glad when they confirmed that it was just tearing, not hemorrhaging.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070501.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1245" title="P1070501" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070501.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p>Judah had come out with his hand up near his face (I like to say he came out fist-pumping with excitement, <em>thankyouverymuch</em>), but that meant I had suffered second degree tearing as well as some other grazes and smaller tears, both in my perineum and inside the “back”. (I’m thanking the Good Lord that I didn’t tear all the way through like a friend of mine had just two months before.)</p>
<p>Several minutes later Ryan cut the cord (after it had ceased pulsating) as Judah and I continued to rest.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070494.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1263" title="P1070494" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070494.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070490.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1264" title="P1070490" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070490.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p>The photos of this period show me smiling and laughing oblivious to the fact that the rest of me looked like a blood bath. I was just happy to be holding my son.</p>
<p><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1246" title="P1070515" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070515.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p><em><br />
Judah. I&#8217;ve been waiting for you.</em></p>
<p><em><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070533.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1262" title="P1070533" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070533.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a><br />
</em></p>
<p>As elated as I was, my back pain had not lessened. It still throbbed but now as a constant, no longer in waves with the contractions. The steady pain eclipsed any pain or discomfort that I “should” have felt where I’d torn. When they offered me pain relief for my back I asked for the highest dose possible, which did little but take the edge off and make me drowsy.</p>
<p>Over the next little while I rested with Judah in my arms as the adrenaline quickly gave way to sheer and absolute exhaustion. I felt completely physically and emotionally spent.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070544.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1247" title="P1070544" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070544.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p>Judah nursed easily and Ryan and the girls took turns meeting him face-to-face in their own arms. These were precious early moments that I will always remember.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070665.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1248" title="P1070665" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070665.jpg" alt="" width="375" height="500" /></a></p>
<p>I thanked the midwives over and over and told them how pleased I was with their help and care. Lucy later told us that it was one of the most enjoyable births she had been a part of in a long time – a redeeming experience for her of sorts.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070550.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1249" title="P1070550" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070550.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p>All around hearts were filled to overflowing.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070607.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1250" title="P1070607" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070607.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p>Our room was saturated with thanksgiving and gratitude and excitement as the buzz of the absolute miracle of birth and Judah’s seemingly perfect health sunk in.</p>
<p><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070612.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1251" title="P1070612" src="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/P1070612.jpg" alt="" width="500" height="375" /></a></p>
<p><strong><a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2011/06/strong-and-fragile-we-will-be-okay/">No Down Syndrome</a>. No apparent abnormalities. No obvious complications. Just a perfect baby boy – 19.5 inches and 7.5 pounds of a <em>perfect, </em>adorable, blue-eyed baby boy.</strong></p>
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<p><strong>Judah</strong> has a two-fold meaning: to call on the name of Yahweh and to confess, praise, or give thanks to God. <strong>Matthew</strong> means gift of God, which he is and has been since the moment we learned of his existence. We feel both his names are so fitting.</p>
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<p>His birth will forever be imprinted in my mind and heart as one of the best moments of my life. I discovered a strength and power within I’d not yet known… but more importantly, my boy was safely in my grip –in <em>our</em> grip—just as God intended.</p>
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<p>Every birth is different. Every life tells a story. Every single one is just as miraculous.</p>
<p>But for my own birth experiences—both Judah’s <em>and</em> <a href="http://themommyhoodmemos.com/2011/01/366-days-ago-i-spent-the-last-night-alone-with-my-baby/">Levi’s</a>—I’m so grateful. Despite the pain, despite the difficulty, despite the expected <em>and</em> unexpected, despite the long days and hours laboring, I’m so glad to have joined the countless millions of women who have gone before me and now bear the title <em>Mother</em>.</p>
<p>I am a mother.</p>
<p>I was <em>made</em> for this.</p>
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<p>Even now—three months later—when I think back to that night, it’s as fresh in my mind as our first stunning moments together.</p>
<p>And as Judah rests in the room next to me, sighing in his sleep with Ryan not far from him, I remember, I marvel, and I rejoice at the incredible gift of a life birthed… a life <em>given</em> to the world.</p>
<p>God, indeed, is very, very good.</p>
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<p style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><em>Dear friends, maybe you are anticipating birth for the first time. Or maybe you&#8217;re like I was &#8211; hoping for a successful VBAC or a natural childbirth. Or maybe you&#8217;re a seasoned mom finished with having babies. Whatever the case, I hope my story will inspire  you that birth is beautiful and women are created for it.</em></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.themommyhoodmemos.com"><span style="color: #888888;">The Mommyhood Memos</span></a><span style="color: #888888;"> is a blog by Adriel Booker. | 2012 All rights reserved.</span><br />
<span style="color: #888888;">Adriel also writes for </span><a href="http://www.clickclink.wordpress.com"><span style="color: #888888;">Click Clink Five</span></a><span style="color: #888888;">. | Five minutes a day, <em>unedited</em>.</span></p>
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