Sunday, February 19, 2006

Sunday Miscellanea

Tonight, in the course of searching for the TV adaptor for my Powerbook, I unearthed my backpack from where it had been stashed when we got home from the hospital. (The birthing suites had VCRs, but not DVD players, so we just hooked my laptop up and watched DVDs on it during the boring Cervidil part of my induction.)

I didn't find the adaptor, which is (no doubt) Somewhere Safe, but I did find the City of Lost Makeup.

I'd just been wondering where that Tony & Tina eyeshadow set had wandered off to, and I think I'd completely forgotten I even owned that MAC lip palette. And that limited edition Lip Glass. And that tube of MAC Paint in Artjam. And probably some other things that didn't register.

Times like this, I feel like I'm being rewarded for being exceedingly lazy and failing to unpack my bags. All the fun of shopping, none of the cost.

Other things found in the bag include several books, a bag of Kotex pads, a notebook, all my decent pens, and my birth plan.

Said plan was pretty slight. I mean, they give you this three page checklist/form thing, and all I'd filled out were the sections on pain management (position changes, breathing, and non-epidural painkillers--well, it worked until 7cm) and feeding preference (breast--that one, thankfully, worked just fine). And, just in case every single ultrasound from 20 weeks on had been wrong about the gender and the baby was just a really unfortunate boy, the circumcision preferences section.

I really only wrote it up because my OB thought I might as well. Having been considered high risk since week 15 and facing a scheduled medically indicated induction for PIH, I didn't really have a plan beyond rolling with whatever additional punches might happen. Sure, I researched all the options and talked strategy with a doula friend, but I checked my expectations at the door to L&D.

I'm fairly convinced that my educated and informed complete lack of a plan is the reason why I had a good birth experience. I knew what I could do to improve my chances of a minimally-medicated vaginal birth, but I wasn't wedded to anything beyond both of us getting through it safely.

If I could just apply that mindset to the rest of my life, I'd be set.

Of course, I'd have to apply my reproductive fatalism to the rest of it for that to work, but still.

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