7. I can instantly comfort my screaming baby without having to troubleshoot the actual problem. Sometimes I’m too tired or busy to try to figure out what the baby is crying about, so I just nurse him. Nine times out of 10, shoving a boob in his mouth calms him down immediately. Note: This also works with his father.
And that’s just one of them.
Tomorrow I have an interview with another doula. I will probably make a decision on whom to hire after that.
And on Tuesday morning I have my amniocentesis. Gulp!
From Order of the Stick #587, “What to Expect When You’re Expecting Assassins,” © 2008 Rich Burlew
There is a laundromat 1/2 mile away from our apartment that we have used for the almost-two years we have lived here. Its posted business hours say that the laundromat is open from 6 AM – 9 PM, but the door automatically locks at 7:30 PM and they ask that you have your last load in by then—so continuing to wash and dry after 7:30 PM is okay, but if you do not remain with your laundry, you might not get back in till the next morning. In the nearly-two years I have lived here, I have picked a load of laundry up after 7:30 maybe 2-3 times, and on only one occasion did I leave my laundry there overnight and pick it up at 6 AM the next day. There has almost always been an employee or customer there after 7:30 PM who could let me in to pick up my laundry, so I never saw it as a big deal. Admittedly, the last time I picked up laundry after 7:30 PM was about 2 weeks ago.
I’m also a chronic leaver of laundry. DD has ADHD and VCFS, and waiting around for laundry to get done with her in tow is awful. I’d rather risk someone stealing my laundry (it’s never happened) than spend 2 hours at the laundromat with her constantly whining at me to do something more interesting. I can see the large signs posted which say the laundromat is not responsible for you leaving your laundry unattended, and I accept full responsibility in the event that theft occurs, thank you very much.
So, last night I put a load in to dry at 7:15 PM and drove home to be with DD as usual. I came back at 8:15 PM to pick up my laundry. The only ones there were the employees, a middle-aged Asian couple. The wife came to the door with my laundry in a thin plastic bag, glared at me, and proceeded to scold me for not remaining with my laundry. The conversation looked something like this (her tone was belligerent and angry, I had been in a pretty good mood upon arriving at the laundromat and was shocked and confused):
“You need to stop doing this.”
I am now 13 weeks and 6 days pregnant, which means I am on the last day of my first trimester.  Here’s what I see looking back:
Most Favorite Parts of the First Trimester:
- Taking my daughter to watch videos at EHD.org and observing her excitement as we discussed her forthcoming brother or sister (“or BOTH!” she would say).
- Feeling the baby begin to move. (Oh yeah. That’s been happening.)
- Hearing the baby’s heartbeat.
- My first appointment with my hot doctor.
I also hit an important milestone not too long ago: last Friday, when I hit 13 weeks, my chances of miscarriage in the miscarriage calculator dropped down from 5% to 2%. That’s as low as the risk goes regardless of age, gestation, previous deliveries, previous miscarriages, heartbeat, and HCG levels, so there’s something reassuring about crossing that threshold.
Least Favorite Parts of the First Trimester
- Nausea, fatigue, and that one morning of vomiting (yes, I know I’m lucky)
- Being too tired to exercise.
- Feeling like I didn’t want to eat anything.
- Outgrowing some non-maternity clothes, but still being too thin for most maternity clothes.
- Achy, hurtie, breasts that are bigger. I went up 1 cup size and 1 band size within the first month of pregnancy. No, I am not happy about this. “Mine’s bigger” is not a goal for women!
Overall, this is one trimester that I am not sorry to leave behind. I’ve actually exercised twice this week though (Monday and this morning), and I’ve applied for a YMCA membership for the pool access, so I think my energy is beginning to return. Here’s hoping the second trimester is better than the first!
 A lot of sources say that the 1st trimester ends at the end of week 12 and beginning of week 13, or a week ago. However, my feelings are that if we’re going to evenly divide a 40-week pregnancy into trimesters, it’s 13/13/13 and then one trimester gets an extra week. Since a woman isn’t even really pregnant during the first two weeks of the first trimester, I say it’s the first trimester that should get that extra week. So my division is 14/13/13. TheBump.com seems to agree with me.
Left: Newborn diaper made with Darling Diapers free newborn pattern. Right: One-Size-Fits-Most cloth diaper made with the pattern found in Jennifer C. Berry’s book.
I spent a good chunk of today creating my first cloth diapers (pictured above). Here’s how it went:
- I taught myself how to use the sewing machine a day or two ago. It involved sitting down and reading the instruction booklet. I’ve worked with sewing machines before, but only with an experienced seamstress looking over my shoulder, and only on the machines of others, so if anything happened (machine got stuck, needle bent, etc.), I could always go running to my master. This time I was all on my own.
- The hardest part was winding the bobbin. The instructions on this were somewhat confusing and it took me a few tries to get it winding around the spool instead of winding around part of the machine. But once I got it, it was easy.
- I only had a few actual hang-ups when using the machine today (for example, my thread broke once). The machine was able to go through the thickest multiple layers of fabric without any problem. I was pleased.
- I made lots of small errors in craftsmanship which I’m sure I’ll get better at as I practice this, but none was significant enough to ruin my diapers. They should be functional.
- I started out by making the one-size-fits-most diaper found in Jennifer C. Berry’s book, then applied that method to the Darling Diapers free newborn pattern to make the newborn diaper.
I have a friend with a 7 month-old and a classmate with a newborn. I’m going to ask them to test these diapers on their daughters. I’d especially like to know how well they hold up overnight. If they report that they worked well and had no trouble with leaks, I’ll go ahead and start making the other 43 diapers, assembly-line style. Continue reading
Sorry I have been AFKish. Being pregnant, writing a master’s thesis, going to classes, taking care of my family, and raiding tombs is hard work.
Had my “first” prenatal appointment with my hot doctor last Thursday, when I was 11+6. Though chronologically it was the second, the time slot was actually appropriate for a “first” appointment this time. I was surprised when I walked into the clinic and the desk staff greeted me by name and began asking me excited questions about my pregnancy. I’m guessing they don’t get tons of pregnant women through there. So different from the Utah OB clinic I went to for my first pregnancy, where the office staff was rude as all get and didn’t give a damn about your pregnancy.
The sign in the waiting room of my last OB clinic. *shudder*
Step 1: Guide
Since I’m quite the sewing novice and don’t even own a sewing machine, step 1 on the road to making cloth diapers was to get something that would tell me where the hell to even begin. Based on good reviews at Amazon.com, I picked up How to Make (All-in-One, One-Size-Fits-Most) Cloth Diapers by Jennifer C. Berry (Self-Published: Q. Berry Books, 2011). The Kindle version can be purchased for a mere $4.99, but I went ahead and purchased the paperback version for $16.99. I figured, because I’m a sewing dumbass, I would need to have it open on my sewing table and refer back to it frequently, and that’s just easier to do in paper than on a Kindle.
I can’t really review the book until I’ve actually tried following its instructions for making cloth diapers, but so far I think it’s great. I read through it a few times today and feel like I now have a clear picture in my head of just how the heck these diapers are put together. I’ll conduct a fuller review of the book once I’ve actually used it to construct diapers.