May 15, 2010  •  In Baby, Personal, Pregnancy, Relationships

The Lemon Clot Essay

I know that I have a good 4 months to go before baby girl is ready to come sliding out of my hoo-ha, but this topic has been weighing heavily on my mind.

The essay below is a popular one in the BabyCenter boards, has been posted in numerous threads and is a topic of much discussion. Take a look…

The Lemon Clot Essay by Sharon1964

You will be leaking out of places you don’t want to leak out of. Do you really want to stand up from the couch and have your father’s parents see that not only have you bled through your pad, but the blood is now running down your leg. Do you really want to say, “honey, can you come with me to the bathroom, I am bleeding all over and I feel a huge bloodclot coming out”… in front of them? Contrast that to “mom, I need your help please, now, I’m bleeding all over!” Does your husband really understand the volume of stuff that will be coming out of you, the possibility of lemon-sized clots of blood? Not 2-dimensional lemon-sized, but huge, round, 3-dimensional lemon-sized?

How many bathrooms do you have? If only one, do you REALLY want to have to make it “guest-level clean” every time you leave it? Do you really want this gang of people ogling your diaper-sized pads, peribottle, tucks pads, and all the other supplies that will be in the bathroom? Even if you have two bathrooms, that means you can’t use the main bathroom, because you still have to leave it “guest-level clean” every time you use it.

Do they really plan to do something other than hold the baby, pass the baby around, and sit around expecting you guys to wait on them? Are they going to sit and stare at you? Thirty minutes after they arrive, and baby wants to breastfeed, are they going to quickly and willingly LEAVE your home so that you can breastfeed in the privacy and comfort of your space? Or are they going to hang around outside, waiting for you to be done, and knocking every so often wanting to know if they can come back in? Yeah, that’s great for breastfeeding.

Or better yet, are they going to blow you off, saying “it’s no big deal”, and expect you to breastfeed in front of them? Even experienced moms need several weeks of practice to get good at it, so to speak, so that they can breastfeed wherever they want. Learning to breastfeed is not a time for people to ogle and stare at you.

When your breasts are engorged and painful and you want NOTHING to touch them, what then? Does your dh think it will be okay for his dad to stare at your huge naked breasts as you walk around topless?

What if your birth is smack in the middle of their trip? So what are they going to do the first few days, before baby? Are they going to sit and stare at you, waiting for the big moment? Then what? Are they going to camp out in your hospital room every day, all day? Yeah, that’s great for resting. What happens when you leave the hospital and they beat you to your own home, and all you want to do is lay down in your own bed? Are they going to leave graciously, or are they going to sit in your living room, eating your food, messing up your house, and making noise, so you can’t nap?

Does your DH normally allow people to invite themselves over to visit you guys without even ASKING? You guys are setting yourselves up for a lifetime of this. Then you will be blamed when you try to tell them that it is not a good time for you.

Does your DH understand ANY of these things?? Does he not understand that it is NOT about entertaining guests, but about recovery from a major medical procedure (either vaginal or c-section)? Does he not understand that you just grew another human being in your body, and will have just gone through the process of getting it out?? This is going to be an exhausting, messy, wildly hormonal time. Does he not get that??

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Who Can Even be on the List to be Considered to Stay at Your Home After Childbirth by Sharon1964

You know, nobody gets to stay in your home after birth unless they are helpful. So is his mother going to…. wash your bloody underwear in the sink? Clean and disinfect your toilet and perhaps the bathroom floor after you spend time in there? Clean up lemon size blood clots that come out of your vagina if you need help? Get hot washcloths and lay them on your naked engorged breasts? Hold a cold wet washcloth on the back of your neck when you break out in a sweat all over?

Is she going to cook for you and clean for you and do the laundry, and make sure you are stocked with diapers and wipes and clean blankets? Is she going to allow you to breastfeed in private in your own living room by either going to her room or going outside? Is she going to allow you to pick up your own crying baby? Is she going to ASK you if you would like her to get the baby for you since you may be sore? Is she going to disappear when you want alone time with your new baby and your husband? Is she going to refrain from giving you advice but instead ask you what you need?

And what’s his dad going to do? Is he going to cut the grass and take out the garbage and make runs to the store for juice and milk? Is he going to wash the car or walk the dog or change the cat litter box?

No? Yeah, that’s what I thought.

My family, who lives 45 mins away, has already agreed that they will not come for visits after the birth unless I ask first. My mother will make me tons of 미역국 (mi-yuk-gook, or Korean seaweed soup, which is traditionally served to new mothers to replenish and clean their blood supply) and will deliver lots of other food that I may be craving. If I end up having a c-section, or a very difficult delivery, I may even ask her to stay with us for a few days until I am mobile.

J’s parents will most likely visit for at least 2-3 months, but they will not be staying with us because the guest room will be turned into a nursery (they will be staying at J’s brother’s place which is 10 mins away). However, they have expressed that they would like to visit as much as possible because they don’t want to leave me alone with the baby when J goes back to work.

The problem with this is that as much as their intentions are well-meaning, I am not so sure that I want my in-laws (or anyone, for that matter) around for extended periods of time after I give birth — for the reasons stated in the Lemon Clot Essay, and because I am a very introverted person who likes and needs my alone time.

I am also concerned that I am at higher risk for post-partum depression due to my history with major depression. While my family is fully aware and understanding of my depression, I’m pretty sure that my in-laws do not even know about it. I would be forcing myself to mask my emotions and symptoms, adding a lot of stress to my already-fragile body and psyche.

And as caring as my MIL can be, she just isn’t my mother. I can never ask her to scrub the stains from my underwear, or to apply warm compresses to my breasts…or to even freely show her my breasts!

However, I don’t want to deny them of their first grandchild either, especially seeing as they live so far away…

How did all moms handle family, in-laws, and friends visiting after birth? What would you recommend?

Even if you are not a mom, how would you handle the situation?

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May 13, 2010  •  In Baby, Personal, Pregnancy

3D Ultrasound Pictures!

Earlier today, we went in for our second 3D ultrasound (we got a free repeat session because the baby was in an unfavorable position the first time). While the baby cooperated a bit better this time around, she still had her hands in front of her face for most of the session, causing much poking from the ultrasound technician, my rolling over to either sides, and downing an entire Snapple bottle to get her movin’.

We also discovered that I have an anterior placenta — where the placenta is positioned in the front side of my uterus with the baby behind it — which makes it more difficult to get good ultrasound pictures.

Nonetheless, I was happy to see my little girl active and thriving inside my belly. We confirmed that she is, in fact, a girl, and managed to get a few good shots (out of 61!).

The top of her face is covered here, but this one is my favorite because you can clearly see that she’s smiling!

An alien-esque profile shot:

She almost looks contemplative here…

This picture is from our first session. I decided to include it because of the cute little fingers!

The ideal time to have 3D/4D ultrasounds is in the low 30th weeks. By then, the baby will have developed enough fat to have the cute chubbiness associated with babies, and will actually look similar to how he/she will look when born. Earlier than that, and the baby may not look like he/she will when born; later weeks may pose a problem getting a good shot as the baby will not be able to move around as much.

Although the ultrasound facility gave us a $50-off coupon for a later session, we will most likely forgo it. The main purpose of this elective ultrasound was to find out the sex of our baby a few weeks early. Getting to see how she looks inside the womb was just an extra treat.

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May 12, 2010  •  In Comang, Personal, Science

Let Me Sniff Your Stinky Paws

This post is dedicated to my sister, with whom I have had many conversations about how we love to sniff our dogs’ stinky paws.

I’m sure that all dog owners can agree: there is a certain (irresistible) aroma about our furry friends’ paws.

It’s not a bad scent, per se. The closest description I’ve heard is “corn chips.” Except you know how when you apply self-tanner and end up smelling like corn chips?…This smell is better than that. It’s more of a satisfying, settled smell.

Today, I learned that there may be an explanation for “Frito feet” (as the author affectionately calls the phenomenon):

Bacteria and yeast naturally reside on the skin of all animals, including cats and dogs. The feet of both species contain many folds and pockets, such as the areas between toes and the spaces between the foot pads. These areas have increased levels of moisture and decreased air circulation at the level of the skin.

The increased moisture and decreased air circulation in these environments enables the resident bacteria and yeast to proliferate exuberantly. These micro-organisms give off odors, and I suspect that they are the cause of Frito feet. Because cats groom themselves more thoroughly than dogs, they are less likely to have foot odor.

One bacteria in particular is famous for smelling like corn tortillas. That bacteria is called Pseudomonas. It is often associated with skin or ear infections, and I can’t promise that it has anything to do with causing Frito feet. But I am a bit suspicious.

See, not all stink-inducing bacteria is bad! And seeing as it only encourages me, along with other dog owners, to purposely position our heads near our napping friends’ paws in order to fully take in that calming scent, who is to judge our pets for being a bit dirty? (Or judge their owners for prolonging that bath one extra day?)

Let’s hear it, folks. Does anyone else love to sniff their dogs’ paws?

Via Boing Boing.

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May 11, 2010  •  In Art/Design, Food, Geek, Information, Personal

Nutrition Facts, Redesigned

While I am a foodie, I’m not the healthiest person in the world when it comes to eating.

Alright, I eat like crap. (Don’t worry, I’ve gotten a lot better since I got pregnant.)

So it should come to no surprise that I hardly ever pay attention to nutrition facts labels. Ingredients. Vitamins/minerals. Measurements. Percentages. Yawn.

Maybe if it were prettier…

Oh, wait.

How GORGEOUS are the re-designed nutritional facts on this milk carton?

While it is only a concept, I would buy this carton of milk (even if it cost a bit more) and enjoy ogling it — not just to learn exactly what goes into my body, but to admire its lovely, educational design.

Via FlowingData.

P.S. — I am slightly burned, but only on one side of my body (where the sun was at its strongest). Will I end up with an uneven tan? Is there anything I can do?

P.P.S. — After spending some time in HOT weather, I’m thinking of cutting my hair to a shoulder-length, wavy bob. J says that he prefers long hair on me, but that it’s ultimately up to me. What do you think? Should I go for it and chop off 5 inches?

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May 10, 2010  •  In Comang, Personal, Travel

I really, really miss Comang.

That is all.

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May 10, 2010  •  In Art/Design, Colors, Geek

New Pantone Matching System Released!

Most of my readers may brush off this news, but I have some exciting news for all my fellow color lovers and print designers…

Today, Pantone released the Pantone Plus Series, an update to the ubiquitous Pantone Matching System!

The new series does not only include 566 new colors, it also hosts a myriad of new features such as the chromatic arrangement of colors for more intuitive selection, an expanded palette of spot colors, the addition of new premium metallics, and a broader range of neons.

The Plus Series also brings with it digital tools such as the Pantone Color Manager software and a new sexy iPad app. You can see it in action in the video below…and dang I would buy an iPad just for that app!

According to the video, Pantone released just 500 colors with its first color guide in 1963. With the release of the Pantone Plus Series, that number is now 5,024.

I know that no one can really own color, but Pantone comes pretty close, don’t you think?

Read the full press release here.

Via Core77.

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May 9, 2010  •  In Art/Design, Cute, Toys

Lego + Muji = Brilliance [I Want!]

Muji has launched some remarkable kits combining paper cut-outs with Lego pieces.

I have no idea when these will become available stateside, but I have no doubt that they will follow in the success of Muji’s minimalist (but highly functional) stationery, as well as their popular City in a Bag wooden toy sets.

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Hit up the link for more samples!

Via Core77.

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May 9, 2010  •  In Personal

Happy Mother’s Day!

Today, my mother is spending the day resting at home and playing with Comang, whom she had graciously agreed to watch for us while we are away.

When I called her to wish her a Happy Mother’s Day and she enthusiastically replied, “Happy Mother’s Day to you too!”

(FYI, J doesn’t think that this Mother’s Day “counts” for me because the baby’s not yet born. Poo on him.)

We had booked this vacation without realizing it fell on a holiday, so I will be celebrating Mother’s Day with my mom next Sunday instead. I asked her what she wanted to do, and she said she wanted to go baby shopping so that’s that (should we go to Babies”R”Us or buybuyBABY?). I also hope that we can watch the much-blogged documentary Babies as well.

J and I are having a fantastic babymoon so far. I can’t remember the last time I slept this well — I haven’t even woken up in the middle of the night to pee! In the two days that we’ve been in Palm Beach, we haven’t done anything that we can’t do at home (sleeping in, eating in bed, surfing the web, going to the movies to watch Iron Man 2, etc).

However, this morning, as J opened the sliding door to our balcony and the fresh ocean breeze wafted into the room, it finally set in. We are on a dazzling getaway. We are expecting a beautiful baby girl. We are both healthy and happy, surrounded by wonderful friends and family.

We are SOOO blessed.

We plan on hitting the beach today to get some sun and frolic in the beautifully clear (and warm!) ocean. Can you believe that in the seven years we’ve been together, this is J and my first time together at a beach?

I hope everyone has a great Mother’s Day. And as my friend Shortcake so eloquently said,

Happy Mother’s Day to all of the mothers out there – with babies in their arms,
tummies, or in their memories and hearts.

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May 7, 2010  •  In Personal, Travel

Off to Our Babymoon!

Early tomorrow morning, J and I will be boarding a plane to…

This is our first real vacation together since our honeymoon two years ago. I can’t help but be giddy with excitement!

I know that most couples choose to babymoon late into the second trimester, but we decided to go a bit early since summer in NY is hot enough (and I wanted to go to a beach destination).

And because this will most likely be our last vacation for a looooong time, we decided to splurge a bit. I had visited West Palm Beach in 2000 and loved the more relaxed and “adult” atmosphere (as opposed to Miami), so we chose The Omphoy Ocean Resort in Palm Beach.

I’m not sure if I’ll have time for blogging, but I’ll try to squeeze in a few posts here and there when J is remotely called in for work.

Until then, please wish us a happy and safe trip!

(Some people may frown upon my announcing our vacation plans to the world, which may open our empty home to burglars/vandals. Fear not, as my in-laws are still in town and will be safely guarding the premises.)

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May 6, 2010  •  In Music, Personal

Where Were You When…

Yesterday I read that the Nevermind baby is now grown up and working for the artist who designed the Obama Hope posters.

The Nevermind-wha?

This CD cover may help jog your memory:

It’s hard to believe that this much time has passed since the release of Nirvana’s ground-breaking album.

I once read that our generation’s Kennedy assassination — meaning the prompting and universal understanding of the question “Where were you when Kennedy was shot?” — is the late Princess Diana’s tragic car crash.

I disagree.

Among my group of friends, among those who lived out our angst-ridden teenage years in American suburbia, the better question would be, “Where were you when Kurt Cobain committed suicide?”

And to answer my own question, I was at school. More specifically, I hurrying through the hallways in an effort to make it to 2nd period algebra on time when I noticed students huddled in corners, whispering in front of lockers, and crying.

At the time I knew who Kurt Cobain was but was not a fan of Nirvana. It was only within the next year that I became further entrenched in the growing alternative movement and saw Nirvana for who they were: an iconic band that spearheaded the grunge genre of music and became the flagship band of Generation X.

Hence, I did not grieve Cobain’s death with the rest of my generation. I only grieved for his death months and years after the event, additionally mourning my earlier overlook of his talent.

Where were YOU when Kurt Cobain committed suicide?

…or do you believe “Where were you when Princess Diana died?” is a better question for my generation?

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