Conversation with Little A jumped to Autumn the other day and we found ourselves fondly recalling Autumns past….for him Halloween, for me the colors and leaves… when suddenly i stopped, realizing that we are at the height of summer here, now! i know we haven’t had much of a summer with so much rain and cool weather but we’ve got 3+ weeks to thoroughly enjoy before we return to the routine of school, earlier bed times and commuting. We are Okanagan bound where the sun is always shining in August. We are in search of peaches, lake views, garden gatherings and warmth. Locals you know where to find me should you be free for a visit – we’d love to see you!
While the OK doesn’t grow blueberries like here i imagine this next week to look similar to these photos – outside, under the sun, smiling, with grandma, surrounded by fruits! “Drapers” they’re delicious, we love picking them, eating them and blending them into smoothies.
a little Okanagan prelude – market apricots from Cawston;
Happy Birthday sweet girl. We are so happy to finally have you vibrant and healthy on the flip side.
oh she is a sweet thing, nursing easily and being good to her mama. There has been much processing and thoughts as to her entrance into this world and we all continue to learn, accept and heal as the days go on. As some of you may know, my sister and her man had planned an uncomplicated, peaceful and “boring” birth at home with me and their midwives to support them. Her birthing sensations began pretty much back to back and we all thought that in a short few hours we’d finally be meeting this babe, nearly 3 weeks post edd. As time revealed there was little cervical dilation compared to the strong work of her uterus and amongst some other concerns we transferred to hospital. While the couple never imagined going to the hospital nor packed a possible overnight bag they both accepted the changes and happenings with open minds and enduring strength. She stuck to her goal of an unmedicated labor and blew us away with her ability to remain present one wave after another and there were many many waves of various strengths and characteristics over the next 26+ hours. We cried, laughed, rocked, walked, rested, massaged, listened to hypnobaby, took breaths, kept the lights dim, took homeopathics, did pressure points, kept medical staff at bay, cried some more….it was a crazy and emotional dance crashing at the prospect of an unimaginable caesarian. Those words were so hard to hear and to let sink in. She wanted so badly to give birth in the beautiful way she imagined. She tried so hard, let go so much, danced the dance in every way possible. For whatever reasons guessed and assumed by series of events my sister’s uterus resulted in a Bandl’s Ring. i had heard of it, studied it but never imagined i’d ever see it. So what is it? It’s difficult to find information about it due to it’s rare occurrence. It results from prolonged and/or obstructed labor (uterine fatigue/fetus malposition) when a “ring” develops around a “depression” of the baby, in Astrid’s case around her neck. i imagine the uterus being tired and sort of caving in, cinching like an hourglass with baby’s head in the lower part and rest of her body in the upper part. Each time the uterus contracts then, baby gets a big hug but there is no progress in moving down and out. As you can imagine there’s no way out other than by caesarian. Astrid showed no signs of distress for the longest time and even up to the end she just had small dips in heart rate after each contraction and they picked up quickly. There was never any sense of urgency (gratefully) and so there was some time for processing and making decisions, coming to terms, making peace and preparing for the difficult next step. It was scary and anxiety was high. We were all greatly disappointed in the anesthesiologist who refused to let me into the OR. (i was down right pissed off and at one point i grabbed the greens and nearly barged into the OR but i’m going to avoid going any further into that here). The surgery was nothing short of traumatic and the recovery far more intense than labor itself. Happy to be home now with their little “creature” where they can find a family rhythm, take the time to heal, tell the stories, celebrate, fall deeper in love….and so they are 3.
it’s been hot!! that is written with much enthusiasm now that the evening is cool. no really i’m so happy that we are finally getting some summer weather. it was a long long wait and now it’s the kind of hot that feels like it’s here to stay. we’ve sought out water and shade to keep ourselves cool these past days. while i’m looking forward to some lake swims in the next weeks i appreciate this fountain found in the city. Thanks Erin!
next time we’ll take suits or at least a change of clothes. we’ll also allow a lot more time than we had this afternoon to explore the gardens, paths and ponds.
lots of days in the yard, lazy and otherwise, lots of berries and picking and i wish cooking but really more smoothies than anything. July has passed and my sister’s bebe has decided not only to be a Leo but an August Leo so we continue to wait (patiently), summer travels postponed we find ourselves in the hood and close to home;