> > 4th and breech <
today is my daughter's 4th birthday. koruna is observant, quick, gentle, tenacious, soft, careful, inquisitive, forgiving, funny. she is wise beyond her years. she has a laugh that makes my heart sparkle. she's luminous. i am honored to be her mother. i am wild about her. i worship her. i love her.
koruna's birthday has me reminiscing about her extraordinary birth.
koruna chose to curl up inside of me breech and would not be persuaded to change her position. you can read about our methods of persuasion here.
i think all kinds of birth are beautiful and that each woman should listen to her own heart, body, and baby. my heart and my body had long ago chosen natural. but koruna's breech presentation got me wondering if she was choosing cesarean. it got me wondering that because we found that cesarean seemed to be the only option for a breech baby in this country.
but, me, i like my options. and i figured koruna would, too. so ian and i did some research. and we found that much of the world still considers a vaginal delivery the first option for a breech birth with a cesarean as the backup plan. i found it sad that we couldn't find anyone who would deliver koruna naturally. i found it downright SCARY that we might not be able to find anyone who COULD deliver her naturally.
it is a dying art, y'all. one that leaves families with less options.
Ina May (I love you, Ina May) has this to say about it:
this article came out a few days before koruna was born and addresses canada's turnaround on it.
ian and i searched our hearts and then we searched the web. it took a while, but we found dr. frederick cummings in denton. when we drove up to meet him when i was 38 weeks (!!!) pregnant, we found that he was an accomplished doctor with a vast experience in the art of breech birth. we also found that we trusted him from the minute we met him. he not only gave koruna the opportunity to be birthed naturally, but he also allowed interns, nurses and other medical professionals into the operating room so that they had the chance to learn. several of these folks stayed past their shifts so that they could be present, indicating to me the rarity of this opportunity. dr. frederick cummings is one of my forever heroes.
another one of my heroes is our friend brielle epstein. she supported me and ian as we listened to our hearts and to our daughter while making our decisions about koruna's birth. she became our doula and drove up to dallas and then to denton to support us as we welcomed koruna into the world. she offered us guidance, ideas, strength, and comfort. she was later our midwife at marvel's birth at home. we love her dearly and are so grateful that our lives are touched by hers.
i am still surprised that we found dr. cummings. after much searching, i ran across one comment on one website that mentioned his name and we followed that little thread to him. i am glad to know that there is a lot more information out there these days. websites addressing the issue are now numerous and easy to find. the following are a few i've come across:
- http://jeremyscorner-grifter.blogspot.com/2009/03/breech-vaginal-birth-is-not-emergency.html
- http://www.aims.org.uk/Journal/Vol10No3/breechCSvsNormal.htm
- http://birthwithoutfearblog.com/2010/10/29/breech-babies-is-another-variation-of-normal/
- http://www.rcog.org.uk/files/rcog-corp/A%20Breech%20Baby%20at%20the%20end%20of%20Pregnancy.pdf
i am grateful for koruna's entrance into the world and for every day since. Happy koruna's birthday, y'all.
> > birth, pain, glory <
somewhere between the hours of 6am and 9am this morning i realized that i would have preferred being in labor with my children to actually hanging out with my children. some hours are just like that. parenting can leave me huddled up crying in the fetal position on the floor while childbirth i found empowering. given the choice i often do things half-ass, so i liked that labor accepted nothing less than my fiercest endurance, my total surrender, and my absolute faith. i also liked that there was an end and a prize. these things are true regardless of how a child enters a family.
however they come to us - through adoption, cesarean, natural birth, surrogacy, whatever - i believe that each particular experience prepares the parent for their unique child. i know that the distinct births of each of my children helped prepare me to parent my rascals/dreams come true.
life with my 2 cherished ones is maddening and beautiful and exhausting. every day i endure the chaos, i surrender to the fact that i am not in control, and i have faith that we are all going to make it through the next 24 hours.
it's hard.
and i don't want it to ever end.
> > breakfast date <
as a little girl, i recall going on special breakfast dates with my dad. he worked outside of the house and had 3 daughters so these rotating dates provided him an opportunity for some good ol' one on one with each of us. (i realize now how grateful i am to my mama, who most likely orchestrated those events but didn't get to enjoy the delights of a mcdonald's date on an early weekday morning.) i LOVE when i get to spend time with just one of my children - time when i don't feel distracted, when i don't feel like i'm spread too thin. i get little pockets of time with marvel these days because of our childcare setup, but sometimes i don't get to be alone with koruna until i am snuggling with her at bedtime.
except when we do breakfast dates. ian and i have continued that tradition and it makes our family life run more smoothly. if i spend all day with koruna and still miss her, when she appears to be going loco, when things just seem a little off - it's time for a breakfast date.
now when we're actually on the breakfast date, i often feel the urge to talk to koruna about meaningful things, to demonstrate my wisdom, to bring up difficult subjects, to inquire about all of the little parts of her that i am beginning to not know. and i mostly fight that urge.
because i know we just need to laugh about what the waiter says, to color on the placemat, to cuddle in the booth, to just see what comes up. alone. together.
> > 36 <
my birthday was awesome. i woke up and got my face painted, went paddle boarding on ladybird lake, had lunch with ian at black sheep lodge, got a foot massage, met the fam at whole foods and walked to waterloo records where we saw/listened/danced to shinyribs. capped off the day with amigos at swift's attic and the elephant room. it was a lovely austin day.




