If you have a few minutes, this is a very thought-provoking read on what birthing choices look like these days and the reasons behind the decisions:
Birth on our own terms
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Wednesday, January 17, 2007
I am, for the first time, really understanding the phrase "green around the gills."
Each day brings with it a day long feeling of nausea that actually feels as though it's emanating from my throat (where my gills might be if I had gills). My gag reflex is also more hyper-sensitive than ever before in my life. Yesterday a pita that had begun to grow some green mold made me retch. Sure, moldy bread is unappetizing, but I never before have I had such a violent reaction to food left to its own devices.
And that will be enough complaining for today.
In other news, we are hopeful that the ice storm that has had us trapped inside since Monday will subside and we may even begin to thaw out. My poor daughter - cabin fever is in full force for both of us!