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Book Review: Birthing From Within

Birthing From Within

I’ll be honest, I never really understood Birthing from Within.  I’d seen it recommended a million times over as the number-one-must-read-book-on-natural-childbirth, so it was actually the first one I checked out after I got my positive pregnancy test.

Then I opened it up and…I didn’t get it.  It was very focused on visualization of the birth.  My hopes for the birth, my vision of what it would feel like emotionally, that kind of thing.  It had activities in each chapter that required me to draw pictures of what I felt about birth and that is so not me it’s not even funny.

I was that kid in daycare who, during arts and crafts time, did the bare minimum creative output required so I could go back to reading books or pretending to be a horse running through the field (don’t laugh, it was actually a lot of fun, and since I didn’t have a real horse it was the best I could do).  I don’t really do drawing, my stick figures are so grotesque my four year old niece once remarked that she was proud of my good effort but that my drawing looked nothing like a human being.

For this book to expect me to express myself through drawing was laughable to begin with.  But then it took it a step further by asking me to sit and spend time contemplating what my hopes for the birth were, and imagine how I might feel.  How I visualized birth.

I’d never had a baby before, so for me to try to sit down and figure out how it might make me feel was completely unrealistic.  I have a fantastic imagination, but this was pushing it.  There’s no way I could have ever imagined reaching a point in my labor where time ceased to exist, where the gap between contractions would stretch for years, where I would cease to exist completely while the contraction hit me like a lightning strike.  I had no way of conceptualizing the incredible feeling of pushing Aidan’s head out, when it felt like I was literally giving birth to a planet.

As a childbirth newb, I was looking for boots-on-the-ground information about what labor would be like, what to expect, how to prepare.  This book was asking me to get in touch with the emotions surrounding birth, but I didn’t have any yet so I didn’t find it particularly helpful.

I discussed the book with one of my midwives once, and she nodded and said the book seemed most helpful to moms who had already had babies and were maybe recovering from a traumatic first birth experience.  This makes sense to me.  If my first birth had been traumatic, I could easily see wanting to sift through those emotions before embarking on my next labor adventure.

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complete-idiots-guide-to-natural-childbirthI’m sure y’all know this already, but I’ll state the obvious anyway: There are a lot of parenting books out there.  Like, billions.  If you have the misfortune of wandering into the parenting section of the bookstore, you’ll probably react the same way I did: Raise your hands in surrender and back away slowly.

So, I thought I’d share some of the books I’ve read recently.  Some of the best books I’ve ever read were recommendations from other people, so I thought I’d throw my opinionated hat into the ring too.

When I was preparing to bring Aidan into the world, I started searching out natural birthing resources.  Everyone raved about “The Business of Being Born“, so I watched that.  It didn’t really float my boat, seeing as how it was literally steeped in bias and near-dogma, so I thought I’d back the truck up and instead of looking into why I should do natural childbirth (because everyone’s got their own hang-ups about labor and the only hang-ups that really matter are your own) I’d look into how it works.

I’ve always loved learning, and I tend to cope better with things when I understand how they work, so I figured that would be a good place to start.  Away to the library I went, and I returned with The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Natural Childbirth.  I liked the title and figured I’d give it a shot.

I’m so glad I did.  This book was fabulous!  Don’t let the title fool you into thinking it’ll be formulaic and disingenuous, it’s well-written, it explains the whole process in an accessible way (even when you’ve got pregnancy hormones clouding your brain), and it steers pretty clear of trying to influence you about why you should labor naturally.

What I particularly enjoyed about this book was how it explained the role of hormones during labor.  Once I was able to grasp how labor worked, it really helped put into context the various coping methods I’d heard about.  It’s all well and good to hear about how important it is to stay relaxed during labor, but what made the difference for me was learning about how oxytocin (the hormone the makes your uterus contract) is counteracted by adrenaline (the hormone that’s released when you’re tense or afraid).

The end of the book was a little soft for me, all about the first moments with the baby and how special that time is (I kinda missed out on that, thanks to heavy bleeding and stitches, so maybe I’m just bitter?) but the first 3/4 of the book were immensely helpful.

I could see this book being helpful even if you aren’t planning a natural childbirth, especially if you’re the kind of person who feels more comfortable and confident when you’re well educated about what’s going to be happening.

So there’s my two cents.  More to come soon!

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Netflix Wars

Wes is mad at me, and considering changing the password on our Netflix account.  It all started out with such good intentions…

Our Netflix queue was getting a bit bare, so I started adding movies I knew we enjoyed to it to ensure that we wouldn’t run out of quality entertainment.  Some of the movies I added:

  • Love Actually
  • Memoirs of a Geisha
  • The Proposal
  • Mr. & Mrs. Smith
  • The Day After Tomorrow
  • 2012
  • Gamer

Now, Wes considers the top four movies on that list to be chick flicks, even though Mr. & Mrs. Smith is most definitely not a chick flick because it has guns in it.  When the fourth so-called chick flick arrived, Wes started getting ever-so-slightly annoyed.  After all, he is not a chick, and can be relied upon to consistently ruin a perfectly good cry by making sarcastic jokes during emotionally charged scenes.

Then, the two disaster movies arrived.  I love The Day After Tomorrow, while Wes merely thinks it’s tolerable. He chafes at thinly veiled environmental propaganda.  2012, we both agreed, was a phenomenal waste of time.  I love me a good disaster movie, but it has to be at least somewhat plausible or I just plain stop caring.

The last movie to arrive before Wes completely lost all faith in my Netflix queue ordering abilities was Gamer.  I do not recommend this movie.  I’d read the synopsis and thought it sounded interesting, but we made it about a quarter through the movie before turning it off in disgust.  It is a foul film, and deeply unsettling, and not worthy of anyone’s time.

That last movie was the nail in my movie-picking coffin.  Now I’m consigned to watching Miami Vice (the show, not the movie {a show I couldn’t be less interested in watching}), Buffy the Vampire Slayer (vapid, annoying, campy, though Wes assures me the second season is better than the first), and JAG (I already know it won’t be as good as NCIS, so why bother?).

Marriage means sharing the Netflix queue, even if it means watching things you have no interest in.  Le sigh.  The chick flick marathon was good while it lasted…

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The Shield Finale Tantrum

Anyone out there a fan of The Shield?  Or, should I say, used to be a fan of the show since it’s officially over and done with?  Wes and I were big fans of the show for a long time now.  He got me into it back during the very beginning of our relationship.  Back then, if I was watching TV it was either because of a good movie or because I wanted to kill some time watching the Classical Arts Showcase.  When Wes suggested The Shield to me, I initially balked.  The show was on too late, it was really violent, and he never wanted to come watch it with me.

No thanks.

Then, I went to college.  College changed things, the most dramatic changes being that I was now a good three hours’ drive away from Wes the majority of the time and I was watching more TV than I ever had before.  I was ready to try this show he was so excited about.  Every week, Wes and I would commandeer a TV (him at his house, I in my dorm room) and watch the program while on the phone with each other.  Mind you, this entailed a solid hour of cell phone call, none of it spent talking.  We watched the show together from opposite sides of the state, and it was something we looked forward to every week.

As you can see, this show’s been with us for a long time.  Seven years, in fact.  A lot has changed in our relationship during this show.  We’ve broken up, gotten back together, gotten engaged and then married; we’ve gone from living with parents to living on our own; this show’s seen me through high school, college, and now worker-bee-dom.  I know I butchered the syntax of that sentence, but I hope you get what I’m trying to convey.  This show meant a lot to us.  We kind of grew up with these characters, and while we despised virtually every decision they made, we watched and we hoped for the best outcome because there was a connection there.

The last season, which we just finished almost a year behind everyone else because that’s how we roll, was a dismal finish for us.  Both Wes and I were horrified by how the show writers chose to leave it.  The last episode in particular was perhaps the most hurtful of all.  The show writers left a few loose story threads dangling, they chose an abhorrent and upsetting end for some, and left the main character’s fate maddeningly ambiguous.  I don’t think it’s artsy to leave readers/viewers guessing, I think its downright inconsiderate.

I’m not saying the acting wasn’t superb, or that the story ended in a way that I would consider inconsistent with the other seasons.  It’s just that after everything these show writers have put us through, watching characters we liked die too soon while watching the evil ones flourish and take others down with them, to leave it on such a vague and unsettling tone was a slap in the face.  As much as I used to love this show, I honestly wish I’d never started watching it.  Not well played, not well played at all.

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I Heart Dexter

This is my official love letter to the first season of Dexter.  I mentioned the show in an earlier post, something about how awesome it is, but now I really want to be clear: This show is unique.  It’s well-written, has an interesting premise, skilled actors/actresses, and a storyline that as yet to go careening off the rails into lunacy.  We’ll see how that goes in a few more seasons, however.

I really hope they don’t muck this one up.  Goodness knows they butchered Heroes, and Lost was terrific until the plot grew more convoluted than the synapse bundles of an Alzheimer’s patient.  Bones was lame for the first season but the second season was terrific.  The third season is bizarre, however, and contains one of the most awful and unwelcome plot twists ever conceived in Hollywood.  So, I guess Bones joins the list too, though with only one redeeming season to its name.

It just seems like so many shows start out mind-blowingly good, but then as time wears on (and producers approve more seasons) writers start pulling desperate plot lines out of their you-know-whats to manufacture suspense/interest/drama. 

On the other end of the spectrum is Firefly, which was a-freaking-mazing and didn’t even get the courtesy of a full season.  Why they cancelled that show is beyond me, when it was so clearly a pinnacle of TV writing excellence.  It just goes to show you: Don’t get attached, because you never know if your parents will let you keep it.

Anyway, Dexter.  Is very very good.  The show is about a sociopath who was rescued from a traumatic childhood by a caring man who recognized the boy was a sociopath and drilled into his head a moral code to live by.  The show is about his constant struggle to master his urges by following this code.

As a psych student, I can tell you it’s a pretty accurate portrayal of a sociopath.  I’m not an expert (I focused my studies much more on depression) but from what I learned in my four years at an institute of higher learning it’s a decent representation.  If you’re lacking in shows with which to bide your time, and you don’t happen to mind gore, then I highly recommend you take a slice of this pie.  It’s good, and excellent when served with ice cream.

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