Archives for the month of: April, 2015


I’m loving my pregnant belly, the many moments throughout the day that I feel Glitter kick, every morning and night that J presses her lips to it and says good morning or good night to her, and gathering baby stuff in the nursery and starting to nest. 28 weeks is the peak of belly movement, and most nights J and I can watch a few tiny quivers and rolls as we lay in bed.

I’m NOT loving my continued digestive issues, like acid reflux, upset tummy, throwing up and distended stomach. I miss feeling rested. I know, I know, get used to it! But as my body goes through pregnancy, and work continues to feel excessively stressful, a little more quality sleep would go a long way. My hips are starting to ache in the middle of the night again and I’ve been peeing about ten times a night, ensuring that I rarely reach REM sleep.

I’ve been feeling content and excited on the weekends when I revel in yoga, lunch with other pregnant ladies, buying baby furniture with J, and J and I feeling super in love. Weekdays are a different story though. I haul myself out of bed at 6am, pull on the least constrictive professional clothing I can handle, and get on the freeway, headed for one busy day after another. I’ve had some special moments with clients lately, and I’m running a closed (8-weeks only with the same few committed clients attending each week) support group for victims of sexual abuse and trauma that is so intense and inspiring. However, most days I feel exhausted and stressed from client needs and paperwork. Thank goodness I love my coworkers!

I have a lot of family time coming up which should be fun and rejuvenating. My older sister had a nearby business trip this week and I was able to spend an afternoon with her, then take her to dinner in West Hollywood at Lucques, a fantastic restaurant. She brought us a ton or baby clothes, maternity clothes, and cloth diapers! My father is coming to visit us from Connecticut next weekend and wants to go hiking, to Malibu and out to amazing restaurants. The following weekend is my baby shower and Mother’s Day. My mother will arrive in time to attend an appointment with my midwife, as well as a radiology ultrasound to see if my placenta has risen. I haven’t seen Glitter in almost two months and I believe she’s wiggled around enough to have lifted that placenta! My sisters will arrive for dinner Friday night and we’ll have the shower Saturday and then the rest of the weekend to hang out.

Here are some random pictures to illustrate all that’s going on!

My older sister and J at dinner Monday night – a rare treat to have amazing food and sisterly conversation!


J as a baby, after traveling from Seoul to Minnesota with a social worker on one of the last Pan Am flights ever:


A onesie given to us at an LGBT wedding event (the fertility clinics were everywhere, they know how to tap into the gay community!):


Our Babyletto Lolly crib which is in the nursery but not put together yet due to a broken part. Our nursery colors are gray, natural wood and deep pink:


Practicing the ring sling my older sister gave me with a semi-unhappy Santosha:


My niece’s toy kitchen – what happened to brightly colored plastic?!


How does this happen? I’m in disbelief. In four days, according to a chart I have that states the third tri starts at 26 weeks, 6 days, we’ll officially be in the home stretch. What?! I truly can’t believe it. I’ve felt a big change in the past week, literally. My stomach feels really big all of a sudden, it’s difficult to stand up or get out of bed, and I’m having a little trouble breathing. I can also only eat small meals or a snack in one sitting. I had a stomach bug earlier last week and in combination with the reduced appetite, I lost a pound and a half.

I actually posted a 25 week update with a bump pic last weekend, but accidentally posted in on the wrong day and didn’t get any comments, so I’m assuming most of you missed it. If you’re interested, it can be found here:

Tomorrow we are going to our first birthing class. I’m excited. J went away with a friend for the weekend and I hope she’s enjoying her alone time before things get real! I bought a birthing ball today, since my exercise ball is kept at my office (in case you’re wondering, it’s just a weighted exercise ball I got at Ross, not specifically for childbirth). After prenatal yoga today I had lunch with a woman from my class who is pregnant with twins with her female partner. It’s so nice to meet other lesbian mamas!

This is the perfect time to be settling into a new home, as we’re just finishing up some new furniture buying before starting to fill the nursery. Packages have also started to arrive from our baby registry. I’ve never had a registry before, and feel somewhat conflicted about it. It’s odd to ask people to buy me things, but at the same time, I’ve enjoyed getting other people baby and wedding gifts and we do need help with supplies. I love the idea of friends and family “showering” the baby with the things she needs, but I don’t want to be self-centered or a financial burden on my community. We also decided on a beautiful crib last night. I’m starting to think about the bigger nursery elements – a glider to match the crib, an area rug, and painting the dresser we already have to match the crib. I never in a million years thought I would be doing such things. It’s unchartered territory!

I have no energy to even get up out of my chair right now, but when I do, I’ll post some pics of our new apartment and some nursery items!

On Friday we met our new midwife. She’s at Kaiser, but she’s also an acupuncturist and a fan of Chinese medicine. She was very authoritative, almost Narcissistic, but J described it as “in a good way.” She’s very east coast in the way she communicates, that is, blunt, to-the-point, almost abrasive. This is how I myself am, but I wasn’t expecting it. I was expecting a soft, sweet and nurturing midwife!

She doesn’t do ultrasounds, which made J happy because she wants the least invasive route possible. Instead she used a Doppler to hear the beautiful, strong heartbeat, and measured my stomach with her fingers. She reported that I’m measuring 26 weeks, and I was at 25.0, but she described it as normal. She took us back to her cozy office and did in fact say all the right things – that she believes pregnancy and childbirth don’t require extreme interventions, that they don’t need to be treated like diseases and procedures. I told her about our doula and our desire for a natural birth. She told us that we can dim the lights in the hospital, bring music, and make it feel like our bedroom. The Kaiser hospital is actually very natural birth and baby-bonding friendly. According to the doctors we’ve seen, our midwife and the reading material they gave us, they do everything they can to prevent induction, c-sections and any other interventions you don’t want, and they place your baby on your chest immediately to share body heat and make immediate attempts at breast feeding. They clearly state that they encourage at least a full year of breast-feeding. Maybe every hospital says these things, but from the research and observation I’ve done it seems very progressive.

Next week we have our first birthing class. It’s led by our doula, who is also my prenatal yoga instructor, at my yoga studio. My kind of class! It teaches movement and massage for both partners to ease pain and support a natural labor as much as possible. We have to sign up for a breastfeeding class and more birthing classes. I have a feeling that reading The Womanly Art of Breast Feeding is teaching me more than a class will, but of course I’ll attend the class, too. I want to do everything possible to be prepared for successful breast feeding without using bottles and without supplementation.


Work is much better. We love our apartment. My baby shower planning is underway. We even have a “nursery” to start filling and decorating! Last night J put her head on my belly and Glitter kicked her in the ear! She was happy and excited. She even said she heard the “thump,” something I can’t do! So cool.

Despite loving our new place and being pregnant, I’m suffering from some sort of stomach bug. I was sick all weekend with vomiting and diarrhea. I have a sensitive stomach to begin with, and as it grows bigger, my tolerance for food is going down. I don’t know if it’s a bacteria that found it’s way into my body or what but it sucks! On Saturday I ran out of yoga class to throw up in the studio bathroom. In all my months of morning sickness this never happened! I left work an hour early today and have been in bed ever since. Please go away soon so I can keep enjoying all the good things happening!