I still go to work. I'm mostly just giving all my projects to other people so I can stop working in two weeks time. I'm sure something unexpected will interfere with that plan but so far so good. I did spend two weeks at home with Siiri and it was a nice reminder of what it feels like to be a stay-at-home mother. It mostly just made me much lazier than I'm used to, but also, suddenly I started having all these ideas of what food I'd like to cook or how I would like to re-arrange furniture in Siiri's room. It's like I finally had room in my head for things I didn't even think about while I was also working in the lab. I'm sure I would have also baked a few pies, except I mostly just want to eat fresh fruit in this heat. Five fruits a day suddenly isn't a problem at all, except if I try to count an 8-kg watermelon as one fruit. When we get a good watermelon, I manage half of such a watermelon in one evening, or even 3/4, but I might just explode
I've been reading a 4-book series, I've already finished two and started on the third. The story is quite odd to say the least - it's about a schoolgirl being obsessed with her personal stalker. The guy constantly sneaks into her room when she's asleep, monitors all her conversations with her friends, follows her everywhere and annoyingly treats her like a little kid who can do nothing without his supervision (lies and even temporarily wrecks her car to get her to cooperate) and even tells her who she's allowed to hang out with. I mean, the guy is so controlling that he tells her that she's never allowed to meet her best friend again because he doesn't like him.
I still haven't gotten over my craving for sushi. I eat a lot of it and then two weeks later I start thinking about it again. At first I just feel like having some sushi but as days go by I become obsessed with the idea of having a pile of sushi for dinner and it won't pass until I eat like 20 maki and manage another two weeks. I think this time it's been 3 weeks because I ate freshly salted raw Atlantic salmon last week. I want to eat sushi so often that Erkki doesn't find it at all appealing anymore. Now I simply wait for moments when he has plans for the evening and I order a lot and eat all of it by myself. Yumm!
I made an appointment with an individual midwife and I'm hiring her to be my personal midwife for when I give birth. I'm sure it's a much better choice than not hiring her but she's not really the sort of person I'd enjoy spending time with. Her professional views are exactly what I'm looking for: no intervention unless it's unavoidable, promotes breathing the baby out, birthing baths, moving around during birth, not cutting the cord too early, etc.
Also, she said that when the woman is unable to breathe/push the baby out, they tell someone to bring the vacuum (used for pulling the bay out by force) in to the room and this always scares the woman to have more energy for pushing and usually the baby has a regular birth because of this extra effort. I really don't want anyone to try any manipulating scare tactics on me. I'd just get really stressed and anxious if that happened during my birth. I told her this but she didn't seem to be the sort of person who would understand anyone else's views after just one conversation. I still think I'm going to hire her because she really seemed to believe that birth is something that happens the easiest when the woman gets to do whatever feel right. That really is what I'm aiming for, so I'm sure it will be okay. Quite sure... Uhm, almost sure. At least I have a fair amount of hope and a lot of self-delusion: The second birth will be much more pleasant than the first one.
Now I'm gonna go back to my psycho obsessive high-school romance and I'm going to get a bottle of kvass and put my feet up. I'm really hoping for heavy rain tomorrow.
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