- Reaching 25 weeks feels like a particularly big deal, though I’m unsure why that would be. 24 weeks is considered the marker at which a baby can survive outside the womb, and each day past that is a significant increase in survival rate. I don’t have any concerns, but it’s nice to know. 25 weeks…I don’t know. I guess I just like multiples of 5 or something. 🙂 I’ve been reading birth stories – I love them. Natural birth stories, that is, from here: Ina May’s Guide to Childbirth. The entire first section of the book is birth stories told in the mothers’ own voices. I find it very soothing (which is the point, so…that’s good). I’ve also started doing the pregnancy exercises recommended in the Bradley Method – more on that in a future blog post. I’m looking forward to tomorrow’s appointment with Stephanie, when I hope to discuss where I’ll be delivering.
- I just finished reading Sparkly Green Earrings by Melanie Shankle. It is hi-larious. Occasionally I cringed because she just does not take life seriously at all, and I don’t get that. I have a good sense of humor, but I see life as a purposeful endeavor so sometimes she lost me with her happy-go-luckiness. I particularly cringed at her take on childbirth (which went something like “I don’t care to understand anything, just bring on the meds and let’s get it over with”). Her approach is a common one in our culture, but I think it’s problematic and I hate to see it perpetuated, even when the writer is hysterically funny. But, okay, I can overlook that, and – did I mention this? – Shankle is FUNNY. She’s a Christian mommy blogger, and her book fits a lot of insight in a feather light package. If you are mommying a girl and you are interested in laughing out loud (and occasionally unexpectedly tearing up), I recommend this book.
- In other reading news, here’s a glimpse at some of what I’m currently reading:
- Aria has been sick since sometime Sunday night. I don’t know exactly when, because she was all quiet about it. I just know that when I went to get her up on Monday morning her entire crib was covered in vomit. I’ll spare you the details (you’re luckier than Andy, to whom I sent a picture – I don’t think he appreciated it), but it was gross. It was one of those moments where I just kind of stood there for a few seconds trying to absorb what I was seeing and what, exactly, I was supposed to do about it. Prior to last month Aria had not had more than a stuffy nose. Now we have both had the respiratory flu and (thank you so much for sharing) a stomach bug. I am feeling better this evening and I think she is also on the upswing. I hope.
- I have not been doing very well with my Hello Mornings! commitment. It’s frustrating to me, because, you know, I committed to it. Also because I love tweeting with the ladies in the morning while we’re all studying the same passage. Between illnesses and being pregnant, early morning hours are not agreeing with me recently. For one reason or another I’m finding “early to bed, early to rise” extremely difficult right now. I’m still working on it, and I rest assured that the Lord is far less concerned about when I spend concentrated time talking to Him and reading His Word than He is with me just doing it at all. Sometimes I do “Hello Early Mornings!” and sometimes “Hello Late Mornings!” and sometimes “Hello Aria’s Afternoon Nap!”. It happens at some point in the day.
What about you? When do you have your “quiet time”? Are you consistent? (Do you have any magical advice for me?)