Titus' Birth

I am in a place in my life that I need power. I need reminders that I am power. I happened to stumble on this while going through my mail basket. Not sure why it was in there, other than for me to find it today. Shortly after Titus was born, my midwife asked my to write the story of his birth. I couldn't do it. It was too much to write down the details of his birth. I had a very painful difficult labor with him, he was a shoulder dystocia,and  he was born not breathing with a black head and a white limp body. All is well with him now of course, but those moments were too intense for me to be able to write it down moment by moment. I found out later that after we let Titus cry for awhile, my midwife left the birth room to wretch. It was that intense. Anyway, I was able to write down some thoughts, which I am going to share today. This memoir was originally titled " If the Camper's a Rockin' Don't Come a Knockin' and Other Thoughts About My Labor and Birth." I am since divorced from the fella I was rocking the camper with, so I have renamed this piece.

The Many Hands House: Bed, Breakfast, and Birthin' Suites

I don't need things, and I don't need them to be perfect, and I don't need them to be in perfect condition...because I am resourceful.

Another case FOR homebirth.

When the worst is at hand, people hand out their best.

Don't wait until contractions are 3-4 minutes apart to start the belly cast.

Peanut butter and jelly sandwich...my new favorite dish.

An orgasm during labor sure sounds nice.

Every once in awhile you get a rose with a red stem.

How awesome to watch the breath of life go into my child through my midwife's mouth.

Brutus the Barber Beefcake!

I have never been offended by anything my midwife has said.

The Many Hands House: Bed, Breakfast, and Birthin' Suite.

I know some women that I can trust and I can trust myself to be vulnerable with.

Everyone was thanking God(s)

My body, after all, did know what was going on.

Where are the gloves?

I have the best midwife in the world.

The asshole things that assholes say does not make me the asshole.

I know my reality.

A lady could start a war over that smell.

His name is Titus, it means power.

I have an owl baby.

I someday would like to learn to bellydance.

I have witnessed a miracle.

A crown of flesh and a crown of stars.

Born on election day (which is a holiday at the Many Hands House!)

I know another who can mother me. Thank you Lyric.

T.V. is like magik when it's not on everyday.

There is power in me, and all around me, and on my tongue.

What reminds you of your power?

New Things

I have done a few new things in the last couple weeks that I would like to document. These are in no particular order as is the theme of my day thus far.

snow Buddha

snow crowning

This is the only proof that we have had a winter here in Iowa. We have had one day so far that the snow was of snowman building quality. 

cured clay yoni/no paint

I was very inspired by VulvaLoveLovely and decided I wanted to make my own yoni pendant. Clay is not my preferred medium and I enlisted Jason's help. He made the first yoni and gave me some pointers. I have since made a handful of yoni's. I am making a few for my midwife tonight. My son Cyrus wears one on a necklace.

yoni with paint

Last summer I purchased a clay baking dish at Goodwill store for about 3$. I just now used it for the first time. I soaked the clay dish (top and bottom) in cold water for about 30 minutes. I quartered potatoes and onions and placed them in the bottom of the dish. I put a whole chicken (stuffed with cilantro) on top of the potatoes and onions. I then sealed the dish with a flour and water mixture. The oven was on 250 and the bird stayed in there a good 4-6 hours. It was the best chicken I have ever made. I love clay pot cooking!

before super green paste

This last one I hijacked from Trenches Of Mommyhood. The recipe is simple and I tend to have these items in the house at all times. Dump a bit of baking soda in a bowl. Dump some salt on the baking soda. Pour a bit of dish soap on top of the baking soda and salt. Mix until pasty. Now here is the tricky part (at least for myself) use it to clean stuff ! 

after super green paste

I have since used this paste on every bit of my stovetop, countertop, sink, and  faucet. I think I may try my shoes next, or maybe the bathtub.












Any new things in store for you?