I had a terrible dream this morning. Tyler woke me up when he left for work at 7:30, and then I fell back asleep only to have restless and nightmare-ish dreams ( Read more... )

• We went to a jam session with Dean Osborne and JD Crowe and the New South the other night.  It was fun, but there were way too many people there and I couldn't hear myself playing over the collective roar. 
  
• Went to the local mega-church last night with Tyler's parents for Easter.  (Sometimes we also go there with his parents on Sunday ( Read more... )

I discussed the idea of natural birth with Tyler last night. He is convinced that hospitals and doctors and drugs are much better for you than staying at home and having the baby naturally, with a midwife or without. Personally I would be a little scared to never have seen a midwife throughout the entire pregnancy, but I see absolutely nothing ( Read more... )

"Individuals do not have to participate in social conformity, nor be controlled by the institutions which perpetuate the myths of our society - schools, churches, governments, and the institutions of modern medicine.   When medical "experts" get involved in pregnancy, birth and other healthcare decisions, a woman's autonomy often is compromised.  ( Read more... )

There is a group of two midwives that practice at the hospital I mentioned in my last entry, and this morning I called and found out that they are taking new patients! YAY! They seem a little busy. I guess that's a good thing to a point, because that means they must have good services that a lot of people trust. They made me an appointment to ( Read more... )

I feel like I have so many scattered plans and dreams for the future. Many of them are for the immediate future, some are for the long term. I don't know how I'm going to accomplish them all, especially since I'm planning on taking 13 hours next semester when Rosie will only be a few weeks old ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning and felt like I was sunken into the bed. The first thing I remember feeling as I came into conciousness was the fact that my arms felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds. That's never a good sign ( Read more... )

So in an effort to update this without writing a very long book, let me give you the short story.

I had been feeling really strange for a week or so in the middle of November.  Then the next week I felt like I had been hit by a truck.  A very, very, very large truck.  My stomach felt sick, I couldn't stand to look at food.  It was so strange, I ( Read more... )