Thank god I didn't think about looking up things before Shou. I just read the stories in my 'pregnancy and you' type books and listened to what people I knew had been through. The site I ended up reading had a 'graphic' rating - rating stories (or rather photos) on a moderate to oh my fuckin god scale. Being only human I of course had to look at some of the more graphic ones - albeit with my hand over my mouth thinking no no no, I can't believe I did that three times. I never have been one of those woman who want to really experience the birth and be a part of it - (not that you can't not be of course) by catching their own babies or watching the whole thing in a mirror being held by the midwife or someone. I got hub to video Marina coming out but must admit I only watched vid once and even then I didn't slow freeze the frames to pause on head crowning or anything.
One of the stories was of a baby that was facing the wrong way - can't remember proper name for it, perhaps the upwards facing - that looks really freaky position. ALL you can see of the baby in the photo is the face - everything else is still on the inside. It came out face first, not head first. It is very freaky - in a totally naturally and enlightening and at one with the world kind of way. Another woman wanted an outside natural birth - on a mat under a pine tree singing kumbayah my lord. Well, not quite but it was very 'at one with nature'. My god, in comparison, I am so tame that I boarder on being a boring and extremely modest prat. Each to their own I guess.
Ryu and I went to the supermarket this arvo where I had great conversation with two vestlings I have never met before.
Vestling: what a lovely baby. How old is he?
Me: three weeks (really just over two but I felt I had to make him older or they would retaliate)
Vestling: three weeks!!! (they retaliated anyway) Oh, you poor wee baby. In my day we stayed inside for the first month.
Me: (polite laugh) If I did that my family wouldn't be able to eat.
Vestling: (raucous laugh) but you're quite big anyway. Looks like there's another one in there. Are you sure there isn't.
Me: not funny you silly cow (OK, so I said that in my head)
Me: (polite laugh) Oh no, just the one.
Ryu and I then made our way to the checkout where I got accosted by one of the ladies that makes the packed lunches. She 'took' Ryu off me and instructed me to finish my shopping while she held bubs. I was only slightly paranoid that she was actually a closet pig farmer and Ryu was getting swine flu while I paid for my groceries. I think with Shou I was a lot more paranoid about people 'taking' bubs off me for a hold.
Not sure if I mentioned that the 'work for food' thing for FBC worked out - although I have feeling they probably take anyone who applies. My first project was to write a short blurb about my favorite product and send it off with a photo - for the summer product catalog. Obviously I don't want pic of me gracing any magazine so Marina and Shou got the honors - holding natural apple sauce, something I use a bit of, especially for the baby food stage.
I got another request this afternoon too - to test out some English teaching books. My English classes start again next week so it will be nice to have some new material!
Ooooh, and that crap translation did a month or so back - getting double what I thought I would be getting so yippy yay, my mind is already clicking over as to what I can get with the 'extra' money I didn't think I would have.
Hub has just come in. The kids and I had a few minor meltdowns during the dinner and bath time, mainly because Ryu was awake the whole time also and even though I had to deal with the older kids first it still stresses me out being able to hear Ryu crying - even though I know it wont kill him and if he hangs out for another five minutes he will get a mouth and a half full of boob (melon!!) He (hub) is just having seconds of potato bake and Martha Stewart's meatballs (slight variation of as no Parmesan cheese so had to use normal melty cheese - still good though) When he has seconds of 100 percent western food it usually means he is doing it a bit out of kind. I think he has learnt that not being seen to appreciate a home cooked meal after wife has had to prepare it in between changing three lots of nappies, feeding and bathing, is really not in his best interests. Good man.
He also bought home a cold beverage, and some cheese so can't complain really. God, just had horrible thought maybe his leg is getting a twitch. Crap. Hope not. I don't think I'm quite ready for an international relations meeting yet.
In other news - got lovely parcel from Sister and brother today with goodies for Ryu, gossip mags, chocolate bikkies, maggie meal packet sachets and the likes. Yay yay. Gotta love care parcels.