NSW Elections

I have been very glad this week that I don’t live in NSW. This election would have to go down as one of the least inspiring ever. We have had to deal with a certain amount of media about it though. The media is so dumb sometimes. The way they carry on as if everything is a much bigger deal than it really is. In my short time on earth I have realised this about Australian politics. Labor is in for a bit and then Liberal and then Labor and every so often we get a hung parliament and then the cycle continues. Of course Labor had to get out one day, and I don’t think 16 years in leadership can ever do anyone any favours, so it would be a big fall from grace but they will rebuild after a few leadership changes and then they will be in again and then they will get out again It’s how it goes.

And I think the Federal Liberals are even more dumb than the media. Carrying on as if this election has anything to do with them. It’s to do with NSW Labor being in for so long and their time had come. The rhetoric around the carbon tax does depress me. I have a 7 month old daughter and she is gorgeous and precious and I like all parents hope that she will have a good life. And thus I am very concerned for this planet and if she will have a future picking up the dregs of what is left after we have destroyed it. On Nina’s behalf I beg Tony Abbott and his cronies to stop playing politics and endorse this, if nothing else, to ensure that Nina will have a future. Perhaps life will cost her a little more (but come on the proportion of our incomes we spend on basics is not more than it was 50 years ago) but at least she will be here.

And she sits

Nina can sit now. She’s very cute when she is sitting but then again she’s cute all the time. Yesterday Magrita said, “I think Nina is the cutest baby. That’s why I like her so much”. I am going to take that as good thing. Anyway, back to the sitting I can’t tell you when exactly she did it for the first time as is kind of happened so gradually but we have finally reached the stage where I feel I could safely leave her. Yay for Nina. Crawling next I suppose. Then nothing will be safe.

Chegan

A little word we came up with a few years back to tease Ryan about being a cheese eating vegan. Never thought back then this would happen but I’ve decided to become one myself. As ridiculous as the word is I’ve always thought being a vegan would be okay but I couldn’t give up cheese so I didn’t do it. Now I’ve decided well maybe I could do it but eat cheese. So the last few weeks I’ve been slowly weaning myslef off dairy and on to soy but I’ve being putting off actually starting. Now with all the lenten discussions about giving up stuff I thought now might be the time to make the final decision.

There are a few exceptions:
I will eat eggs from our chickens at home.
If I go to someone’s house and they have cooked something vegetarian I will eat that (so don’t worry I don’t expect this to make life harder for anyone else).

6 months

Nina is 6 months today. I guess everyone says this but it seems to have gone so fast (although some days have been very long). I think she is even more gorgeous today than she was 6 months ago when she was born and she was pretty gorgeous then.

She is definitely living up to her name, Nina, which means fire in Quechua. She seems to know what she wants and will make as much noise as required to get it. She also talks a lot and desperately wants to move. The only way she can really do this is to roll, so she rolls around everywhere. She will be crawling soon I think but thus far her attempts seem to just send her around in a circle. She’s pretty funny. She’s pretty smiley too. Thankfully, she is as good as telling you she’s happy as upset.

I love her heaps.

Full life

Life is pretty full right now. Nina continues to be the centre of it and trying to get her to sleep is still the biggest challenge. Despite some initial success with sleep training when the book said that it was time for us to leave the room we ended up picking her up again and now we are back to bouncing her to sleep. Even at 3am. It’s pretty tiring. I now have a book called, “the no cry sleep solution”. I am trying to put those ideas into practice but no success yet. I should probably just give up on the books but I’m still hopeful.

I am also working ten hours per week. I always don’t want to go but when I get there it is alright.

I have now completed two modules of my doula course so only six to go. I might as well take it slow though as I can’t really do a prac until Nina is a bit older. The thing with birth is you never really know how long you’ll be away and so Nina needs to be a bit more settled on food, sleep etc. I’m still enjoying the course immensely.

A old and very wonderful friend who also used to be an editor is editing my book so I have been pretty focused on it lately. She is amazing and the book is so, so much better now. It’s an interesting process and I am enjoying getting to know her better as well. If nothing ever comes of this book, apart from everyone getting a copy for Christmas, I wouldn’t totally mind as it’s been a great process.

And I am learning my lines for the Vagina Monologues. I spend a lot of time bouncing Nina to sleep and so they go over and over in my head. I guess the time it takes to get her to sleep is good for something. We will be performing in two weeks. I am very nervous now.

A little dream come true.

About ten years ago I first saw the vagina monologues. I loved them. Lea Purcell was as in it and two other fantastic women. I loved the monologues so much I bought the script. Over the years I have occasionally thought I would love to perform these one day but never really thought much about it.

Then about a week ago Libby saw a sign asking if anybody would like to be involved. She told me about it but I said I didn’t really have the time and wasn’t really good enough anyway. Libby rung anyway and went along and found about it. It turns out that the women involved are just local women and no one is a professional at all. It is really low key and each person only has to perform one.

I think I have time to perform one so I went and met the woman yesterday. She was lovely and really encouraging. I am very excited about it.

Friend Crush

I have such a friend crush on my new friend Rosie. She was the midwife who was at Nina’s birth. She wasn’t the midwife who did all the prenatal and postnatal care but because the labour was so long my midwife had to leave and she came on for the last 5 hours or so. Anyway, we all thought she was so great and I have been hoping to bump into her ever since. I was very excited when I discovered that we had a number of mutual friends.

Then one night at a party Carney met her and she told her that I really wanted to be her friend. I was so embarassed that I kind of stopped wanting to bump into her. Finally, we did though out at Ellery Creek a few weekends back. We got chatting and Carney came up. I told her how embarassed I was and then she said that she was really happy because she wanted to be my friend too.

So on the weekend I invited her over with a few of our mutual friends. It was a lovely afternoon. Turns out that Rosie is also a vegetarian, was attending a Quaker meeting in Darwin, makes yummy cakes out of vege peels because she hates waste, love love stories and wants to be a hippo so she can lie around in mud all day. How cool is she?

Things I am grateful for….

I woke up this morning and read the Curly Pyjama letter and it has remined me of how very blessed I am. Things I am especially grateful for today:
Ryan and Libby being here and that they love helping out with Nina
Nina slept til 6.30 this morning
a swim in the $11 pool with Malley in the early morning light
Martin and all the love he pours on his family
the temperature has been below 35 degrees for a week
Saturday morning pancakes with the Honeymoon Gap mob

Doula

I should start this post by explaining what that means because most people I speak to don’t know so people who read this may not either. Doula is an ancient Greek word that means female servant but today it is a woman who supports women in birth. Unlike doctors and midwives they provide non medical support in the form of encouragement, information, massage and advocacy to ensure the woman’s rights and decisions are respected. They support women before and after the birth so they are a familiar face all the way through and help them when they get home with breast feeding etc.

I decided to get into this after my birth. I was very lucky to be part of a program in which I met with the same midwife all the way through and she was encouraging and respectful and helped me with different positions and massage. I also had a very supportive family around me and although I didn’t end up birthing Nina how I would have liked I always felt well cared for and respected. After the birth I could debrief the experience and share my disappointments. However most women around the world don’t. They often have a different health professional for all their prenatal visits and then someone else on the day of birth and no support when they get home. Or they can have a doctor who takes over the whole process for them and doesn’t treat them well. I have began speaking to many women who have talked about their births as really negative experiences, my mother in law informed she was told to be quiet during her labour. Some women have no family and go through the process alone. A doula can be someone to support women in these situations and research has shown women with doulas are less likely to have medical interventions, feel more bonded to their child, are more likely to breast feed and are more satisfied with their birth experience. I particularly feel that a doula would be a good support for women in Peru where birth is still very much treated as a medical procedure where most women have caesars and women who do have natural births are forced to stay one their bed with their legs up. This position works for the doctor but not the women who would be better in a position such as squatting where she is working with gravity.

Since the beginning of this journey it has felt like a real leading. When I first started thinking about this I mentioned it to Gemma in passing. Without knowing almost anything about she just said, “Mil I think this might be a real calling for you”. When I dropped her home that night we told Jane who said, “You know, I have heard the word Doula twice. The first time yesterday when reading the Sojourners magazine whose theme this month is the politics of birth and now.” So I read the magazine and they woman who was writing about becoming a Doula described almost exactly how I felt about it. She says, “my faith has brought me to a place where justice meets the delivery room”.

So I came home and found a course on the internet that I can do over a few months or a few years, however long it takes doesn’t matter. I have to do a practicum though which I got a bit nervous about, thinking I wouldn’t know how to do that. I gave it to God though in hope that something might come up. That week by chance I met the only other Doula in Alice Springs who was very encouraging and a woman who works at the indigenous birth centre who said many of her women give birth alone and could really use the support of a Doula. After that I knew it was right. So last week I down loaded the course and I have begun. I absolutely love it and I can’t wait to actually get started.