October 22, 2011

Takin' Care of Babies...

Any of you out there interested in hearing some about having a baby in not-America?  Here are a few pics we took this past week...some are just funny and some bring the differences between America and not-America to mind.  Since I am currently holding my newborn in one arm, I'll keep this post less-wordy with my one free hand:)
Blood Pressure Cuff. While laboring with an epidural I had to wear this the whole time...exactly like America. I also got to watch my contractions on the TOCO machine.  Because of the epidural we were a bit bored in the downtime and noticed the picture on the cuff. I guess you know you're a giant if they strap the blood pressure cuff to your thigh!
In the states I think they have mirrors they can set up while you're delivering to be able to watch your baby's birth. I guess our hospital doesn't have one and my OB has her own that she's labeled and leaves in the labor ward. She said her last one disappeared so she labeled this one:)

Is this a British thing? Doctors wear wellington boots during delivery...they had them out and ready for my doctor.
This definitely has cultural ties... they never ask you the name of your baby in the hospital. Your baby is simply known as "Daughter of" or "Son of."  When we went for our 1 week check-up at the pediatrician I filled out all of Immanuelle's forms and they never once asked for her name...the assistant told me, "Oh, you can just put "Daughter of" and then write your name..." when I told her my daughter had a name and asked her if I could just write that she seemed super surprised (she is Indian and I'm fairly sure they don't give names until they're 1...but Chinese and Malay I think give names at birth!??) and even said "She has a name?!? Already!?!"
There are no child carseat laws here (they're getting there though) so no one checked or even asked if I had a proper seat to take her home in.
Here they must go into "pantang" or "confinement" for a month or so after delivery. Mom and baby stay inside while Grandmas, Aunts, Sisters, or other female helpers cook and care for them both. Each culture (Malay, Chinese, Indian) must follow a strict diet. Here's where I think they got things major wrong. I'm great with someone cooking and cleaning for me, but what good is burning off all those free calories because of breastfeeding if you can't eat what you want?
Here's something this country does well.  Baby care rooms at most local malls. This is one of the nicer ones, but the door Isaiah is opening can be closed and locked and the curtains in the background have comfy chairs for nursing in them...so a mom by herself can nurse her baby while older siblings play. This room has about 6 changing stations like where Anthony is standing, and comes complete with a hot water heater for formula and an Adult/Child bathroom with a tiny toilet for toddlers...all in one room. You even have to press a button on the wall to get the large door to slide open...so kids can't just run out. Brilliant!
This is our pediatrician's office. There's another play table area. I'm mostly posting this so folks can see what nice facilities there are here for medical care. It really is top notch! Also, my dad passed out is pretty funny too.
So that's some of how things go here when it comes to having babies! Wanna know anything else? Just ask!

October 12, 2011

Immanuelle Marie Rivers

October 12, 2011
3.465 kgs, 49cm long
via VBAC delivery

Happy Birthday sweet Immanuelle! So glad to finally meet you!

October 10, 2011

"Hello Due Date. We meet again."

I've been here before. 40 weeks pregnant. It happens. Really. Sometimes more than once. Like with me.

So here's what we did this week instead of taking pictures of our daughter...who isn't born yet.

What would week 39 be without a trip to the hospital for false labor? 2 minutes apart for several hours? Yep! Actually in labor? Nope! The next day they were 1-1.5 minutes long each (that's long) for over 12 hours. Actually in labor? Nope! I'll be back there some day. Some day.

Embracing the last days with just ours boys. Sometimes afternoon thunderstorms require snuggles. (We are at a guesthouse of sorts in the capital...waiting for the 3rd Rivers child)

My (Sharon) parents are here! My mom's feet are there on the left :) Pedicure complete with girly colors and nail-art-designs. Check!
Evening walk to McDonald's for ice cream.
Kaylee's, Isaiah's and my parents' first trip to the Batu Caves. Eat your heart out Nebuchadnezzar.
Wanna get stared at a whole lot? Be really big pregnant and climb 272 stairs. Wanna get labor started? Apparently it's not by climbing up and down 272 stairs.
Kaylee at the top.  She's mostly glad there aren't as many monkeys as we told her there would be.
There are man-made shrines inside, but how can that compare to the beauty the Creator of the caves gave them? No comparison!
...and back down again.
There technically was one photo taken of i3 today. Can you see her face? No worries if you can't...she really will be here soon.  Right??