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January 5, 2013

Healthy Bump: Spaghetti Bolognese

I spotted this recipe while browsing through blogs on Taptu, although I don’t cook different food a lot, I do like to look at beautifully cooked food! Occasionally I will take inspiration and try something old with a twist or something new!! This time it was something old with a twist! Mr BP loves pasta, more than anything… perhaps more than me!

Spaghetti Bolognese
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Photo belongs to Good Food Channel

I didn’t actually follow the recipe but I was interested that green lentils were added, I have eaten them in soups but never thought of adding them to Bolognese! Well let me tell you, they do add a little something AND they’re good for you, they give you another one of your 5 a day and I will definitely be adding them to my Bolognese in future!!!

May 7, 2012

And… *POOF* I’m back!

I don’t think I factored in that being pregnant meant having a baby and therefore having more limited time!! However I’m here now!!

I wrote my beautiful son’s birth story just after he was born so I will copy it here for posterity although I remember it, not in a bad way, like it were yesterday!

After having a troublesome pregnancy blighted with Hyperemesis Gravidarum, placenta previa [which fortunately moved!] and a pre-term labour at 34w which was stopped! Atticus Roman Christopher made his appearance at 3:50am on July 21st 2011.

My due date was July 18th and with this being my 2nd child I was much calmer about going overdue and when my due date came I was still happy putting my feet up and enjoying my last days being pregnant knowing I would miss it when it was gone. The following day [July 19th] I had my routine consultant appt. and I was given a scan. Lying on the table seeing how big my “wee man” had become was amazing and she checked the measurements saying she was guestimating the weight between 7lb 14oz and 8lb 7oz which to me sounded about right considering my daughter was 7lb 10oz at birth. While scanning me she looked a little concerned and moved the scanner round a bit before asking what my birthplan was. I explained that I wanted a waterbirth as I’d had with my daughter and preferably with no other pain relief. She again looked back at the screen and pointed at the amniotic fluid explaining it was showing on the ultrasound that meconium had been passed and was now in the fluid. I asked her what it meant and she said that she wouldn’t let me continue to carry him because of the risk and that I would be induced the following day and would no longer be able to have a waterbirth. I burst into tears on the table as I didn’t imagine I would cope with being induced and not having pain relief. She offered me a sweep in the hope that I would go naturally before the following day and not need the induction. I was already 3cm but the cervix was still thick.

I was sent to DOU [day obstetric unit] for a CTG to see if there were other signs of distress in baby and was having regular contractions [because of the sweep] but nothing over exciting. The CTG showed that baby seemed to be fine and I was discharged and told to go home and take paracetamol and/or a bath to ease the contractions and if they hadn’t stopped in 2 hours to return – because of the meconium in the fluid I was told my labour would need monitored constantly. I went to my best friend’s house and we got dinner, I took paracetamol and had a bath and still the contractions were coming regularly but hadn’t really intensified or got closer together. Eventually 4 hrs after being discharged I rang them back and explained the situation, I requested to stay at home as the contractions hadn’t become any worse and was told I needed to return to be monitored.

I returned to the unit and was examined to be told I was stil 3cm but my cervix had completely effaced. The said I would need to be admitted even though I wasn’t progressing quickly obviously things had changed and because I was due to be induced the following day they said there was no point in going home. I was taken up to the ward and left to rest. The following day the nurse came round and did a CTG saying that because I was still having contractions they might break my waters to get me progressing rather than wait to induce me with a pessary that afternoon. However when the Dr came round they suggested they I might progress on my own and hopefully I wouldn’t need induced. I was advised to bounce on the ball and walk as much as possible to try and get things moving which I did but when I was examined at 6pm that evening [20th July] I was still only a stretchy 3cm so I was given the first pessary. I had a few more intense contractions but nothing exciting and was told that nothing would probably happen until I had the next pessary at 1am. At 10pm my fiance, Chris, was sent home and told that he would be called if there was any change. By 10:30 the contractions were becoming stronger but I was told I still wasn’t in established labour but because of the pain caused by the induced contractions was given gas an air. I found it to be quite strange at first but did warm to the drunken feeling I got with it. When 1am [July 21st] rolled round and she came back to examine me and give me the pessary I was a stretchy 4cm and was in established labour so she didn’t need to give me the 2nd pessary but because everything had moved so slowly she left me with the gas and air for company. At 3am I buzzed for the midwife to come back as I was feeling the urge to push, when she came she told me she was examining another lady and would be back shortly. When she returned at 3:15am and examined me she said I was only 5cm I explained that I was unable to control the urge to push and she said my waters were bulging and she would send me to delivery as if they were burst I would progress faster and to try not to push. I left the ward at 3:20am almost killing the midwives for taking my gas and air off me and she phoned Chris to tell him to come down. When I arrived upstairs in the delivery suite I was still pushing and pushed so hard that my waters broke, ahhh that felt good! There was meconium in the fluid and I was moved to another [clean!] bed to continue my labour and given my precious gas and air again!! They were using the doppler to monitor babies heart rate which was now dropping with contractions so they attached a monitor to his head. At 3:40am I started pushing properly with the contractions and Atticus was born 10 minutes later. I had wanted the cord to be left to pulse but because of the meconium they needed to assess him immediately and were unable to do it at the bedside. They also went to give me the injection to deliver the placenta, even though I’d expressly written in my birthplan that I didn’t want/need it fortunately I was lucid enough to tell them not to!! They checked me over to see if I needed stitches and I only had a 1st degree cut on my right inner labia and some grazing so no further care was needed. Atticus was weighed and measured and I was shocked to hear that he was an impressive 9lb 7oz and 56cm long!!! Still a little high from the gas and air I started crying and telling the midwives how proud I was of myself for delivering him without further pain relief!!! As my labour had progressed much faster than anyone imagined Chris arrived at 4:10am to see his son for the first time and couldn’t believe how much bigger than our daughter he is!!

I’ve found the whole experience a lot easier second time round and think the recovery has been easier and I’m a lot more confident.

June 28, 2011

Update!

I know it’s like I’ve fallen off the face of the earth but there has been shit going down!!! I ended up really sick again, and hospitalised for more IV rehydration then I ended up in pre-term labour!! That was really scary, they gave me injections to mature Ace’s lungs and tablets to try and relax my womb to stop the contractions. They kept me in for a few days to monitor me to ensure that he would be okay and so far so good. Then we ended up with no internet/phone for weeks because of a silage tractor pulling the line down [one of the downsides of living in the countryside!!].  As if that wasn’t enough my beautiful Pandabear ended up hospitalised this weekend after taking a febrile convulsion due to an upper respiratory tract infection!! She’s now on antibiotics and still a little off colour but nearly back to normal. It just seems I can’t catch a break right now!! Fortunately Mr BP has been an absolute angel [for a change!!] and has really supported me and been there for me.

I’m now down to the last 3 weeks of my pregnancy and have spent a lot of time researching vaccinations [to vax or not.. or to delay?], a baby carrier for Mr BP to use [as he will not use my slings AT ALL!] and whether I want to put delayed cord clamping to my [as yet unwritten!] birth plan!!! It seems there is so much to do and not enough time to do it… you’d think that after 9mo to prepare I might be some way to getting things finished. Even with having being in pre-term labour I still haven’t packed my hospital bag!!

In other news my fantastic home-made washing powder [click to read original post with recipe] is still going strong and I haven’t even used half of what I made even with the extra washes for the cloth nappies! I also bought a few Itti Bitti Tuttos during the RNW [Real Nappy Week 16th – 22nd May 2011] offers. I so loved the Itti Bitti D’lish I had but they just did not work for Pandabear’s shape at all which made me really sad, I’m so pleased the Tuttos do work for her because they feel so nice and work well too. I also like the fact that the Tuttos claim to work from 7lb all the way up to 44lbs!

I definitely recommend you head over to Alternative Mama’s blog for her giveaway which closes tomorrow [June 29th 2011 @ 21:00 GMT]!!

April 14, 2011

Intactivists

I was so excited at just 14 weeks pregnant [unfortunately due to a horrific bleed and threatened miscarriage] I was able to clearly see that Noodle was in fact a boy! It was confirmed at my 20 week scan as well as various other scans I’ve had due to both the bleed and the Hyperemesis Gravidarum. After the excitement started to settle that I was going to have “one of each” I started to think of all the differences this would mean. I thought about changing nappies and how I always hear that “little boys will pee in your face” and how he might look different, more… boyish? Mr BP talked about teaching him to play rugby and football and watching wrestling with him on TV. It’s not that we play into the gender stereotypes, he already wrestles frequently with Pandabear and some of her earliest words were “rock bottom” and “RKO” which is just charming as he slams her to the floor and I cringe that he’s too heavy handed with her! I think we all know no matter how much we try and steer clear of stereotypes it will happen, maybe it shouldn’t but it does. I could go on about gender stereotypes but that wasn’t why I started blogging today so I’ll leave that for another day!

 

 

One of the main thoughts that occurred to me was the fact that he might need circumcised. I’m sure my readers already know that I hail from the UK and that circumcision isn’t a common feature here unless it’s for religious [or medical] reasons. The thing is Mr BP, and both his brothers, needed circumcised for genetic medical reasons. It wasn’t done until they were in their early teens and all the proper anaesthetic and pain relief was provided. Why should I even need to mention anaesthetic and pain relief? In my browsing of other blogs I have found a number of our US Sisters – DrMomma has a number of different posts about circumcision and Pandamoly talks about her personal decision to leave her son intact – blogging about being “Intactivists“, I had no idea what this meant or what it was. It was only as I started reading that I realised they were talking about their sons [and other people’s sons] being left intact and not being circumcised. They talked about how horrific it was, how it was torture and brutality, I thought perhaps they were spouting their case a little too strongly and exaggerating the situation. The I watched the following video, I found it on both blogs, I thought my heart was breaking while I watched it. It is DEFINITELY not for the faint of heart, the babies cries are obviously ones of sheer pain. Where was the anaesthetic, the gas to knock him out? Nowhere to be seen…

 

*WARNING* THIS VIDEO IS HORRIFIC TO WATCH *WARNING*

 

I was honestly beyond shocked, I cried through the video and had to turn the sound off because I found it too hard to listen to. I couldn’t understand how the father of this poor boy who you hear talking to the doctor on the video can just stand there and hear his son screaming in pain and not want to grab him off the board and run. Now I understood, I understood why these other bloggers were talking about leaving your son intact and urging other mothers to make INFORMED decisions instead of just getting him circumcised “because it was the done thing”. There are hundreds of reasons as to why it’s best to leave your son intact, the video is just the first. This topic is such a huge one I couldn’t cover it all but there are lots of resources online for anyone who wants to know more – it might be worth starting with the two blogs I linked to earlier.

April 5, 2011

MIA

I know I’ve been rather MIA the last couple of weeks, unfortunately the hyperemesis took a turn for the worse so I was concentrating on keeping myself OUT of hospital! So far, so good.  It’s hard to believe I hit 25 weeks yesterday, on one hand it seems like I only just found out I was pregnant and on the other it feels like I’ve been ill forever! Only 15 weeks left to go now – I’m not even worried about my little Ace arriving I’m just looking forward to the sickness ending as much as I hope it goes before I’m in labour at least I know that’s the longest I should have to deal with it.

Sunday was Mothering Sunday and I was blessed to received two beautiful cards, one from Pandabear and the other from “the bump”!!

 

I’m starting to build up a nice little stash of fluffy bums for Ace, most of them are pre-loved which I’m more than happy to buy because I’ve found the people selling them to be honest and reliable and look after their cloth!! Unfortunately Pandabear keeps trying to choose the blue nappies even though they’re far too small for her so I’ve had to splash out buying some blue fluffs for her too!! Today she was wearing her new Wee Notions “Funny Bunnies” and it’s so cute and fluffy!

 

Hopefully I won’t be so MIA now!! I’m still not well but I haven’t been readmitted either… keep on keeping on!!!

March 14, 2011

Healthy Bump: Baked Potato Recipe

Most people do try and eat a bit more healthily during pregnancy although it can be so difficult, particularly if you’re suffering from morning sickness or HG. The smell of most foods is off putting and I know for myself being afraid of vomiting everything back up again I worry about eating harder foods knowing they will be more painful. One thing I have managed to eat during my pregnancy is potatoes! Now, of course, I’m from Northern Ireland and we do love our potatoes here so it’s an automatic choice for me!

There are so many ways to cook potatoes but one way for an easy meal without filling yourself too much is a jacket [baked] potato! I came across this recipe today for a crock pot jacket potato which I’d never even thought of, I haven’t had a chance to try this out but the comments on the bottom seem to reiterate that it’s  good recipe. Not only that it’s something you can customise with whatever you’re craving that day – throw some pickles on top!! My MIL made me a jacket potato with bolognese and cheese on… delicious! So pop over to the website for the recipe, extremely easy and should allow you to chill out and watch TV and later pretend to your partner/husband/children/mother that you slaved away to make some perfect potatoes for their dinner!

Crock Pot Baked Potatoes recipe | Skip To My Lou

Image belongs to Skip To My Lou

March 12, 2011

Interview with Alternative Mama

I love reading other Mama’s blogs and one I particularly love is Alternative Mama‘s blog. I approached her last week about doing a collab post to raise awareness about HG and happily she was really up for it so pop over to her blog to read my interview with her!!

Hyperemesis Gravidarum | Alternative Mama.

March 9, 2011

Emotionally Breaking Down

I spent most of last week feeling horrendous with my ketones sitting about +2 all week. I worked as hard as I could to stay out of hospital and was both anxious and excited about my 20w scan last Friday [4th March]. The scan went perfectly, nothing was wrong all the measurements were taken, they checked my placenta which is no longer covering my cervix and isn’t even low lying anymore [that means I can have another natural birth!] and it was very obviously a BOY on the screen! They put my EDD back by 1 day so I’m now “due” 18th July 2011!

After having to get showered, dressed and leave the house just to go to the scan [which was a necessity!] I started feeling more ill. I progressively felt sicker on Saturday as the day went on. By Sunday I’d had nothing since Saturday lunchtime… when the sickness hits, it hits. On Sunday afternoon I’m starting to worry… it’s Pandabear’s 2nd Birthday on Tuesday 8th and I do NOT want to be in hospital on her birthday. I check my ketones. +3. It’s not looking good. An hour later. +4. It’s time to go to hospital. I’m angry but I know it’s for the best, I know it’s best for little Noodle who has fought so hard this pregnancy.

I phone round to arrange care with family for Pandabear, she’s sorted… I made my way down to the hospital for my 6th admission, this pregnancy, in 21 weeks. Fortunately they hooked me up to the IV pretty quickly, a quick bag of Hartmanns will always make me feel better. As I’m now past 20w I no longer get stuck in the gynae ward for rehydration but go to the maternity ward. The bonus being there’s free TV, the downside is all the women going through labour at 3am really make it difficult to sleep! I felt really down the whole time I was there, it’s getting to me… the Hyperemesis is really getting to me. I keep having to reign myself in from thinking “Why Me?” all the time when I should be thinking “Why NOT me?”. It’s frustrating, it’s stealing the last time I have with my beautiful daughter, our alone time, it’s stealing my love of food [after spending my teenage years and beyond with Anorexia Nervosa for 14 years food is still a novelty to me but that’s a story for another day!], it’s stealing my sanity. I feel like I’m either stuck on the sofa [which now has an indent where my ass has been for 4 months!] watching rubbish daytime TV, or I’m in hospital hooked up to a drip. I almost wish I could do the IV thing myself, it would make my life so much nicer – I feel more alive and more human when I’m getting fluids into my arm. At this point I feel like my words are on longer expressing how I feel, I have recently started reading a blog about another sufferer of Hyperemesis Gravidarum and she has such a better way with words than I do so I’m going to quote part of her latest post here [PLEASE stop by her blog, it really is a great read]:

The emotional battle, though, I feel like I am losing.  Sometimes I think of myself in the past tense.  I used to love to travel.  I used to be an active and involved mom.  I used to love, love, love eating food.  I feel like I am forgetting the person I used to be and I wonder if I will remember how to be that person when this is all over.  It’s harder and harder to get out of bed.  It’s harder and harder to take a shower.  Friday, I just lay in bed filthy.  Mom is doing her best to encourage me and get me moving, but I know she’s frustrated.  Is there such a thing as pre-partum depression?

Let me be very clear.  HG causes depresssion, not the other way around.  No amount of fresh air, getting up and moving around, showering, or thinking positive will make this disease go away.

I don’t feel like a pregnant lady.  I think we HGers have more in common with cancer patients than pregnant women.  Granted, our illness isn’t terminal assuming we have proper medical support.  But with all the stuff we have to deal with: IVs, PICC lines, running out of veins, arms destroyed by needle sticks, central lines, TPN, NJ feeding, and just the intensity and length of the sickness.  It’s not fair.

~ Knocked up, Knocked over blog


I managed to get out yesterday [8th] for Pandabear’s birthday. I picked her up from nursery and because it was Shrove Tuesday I made pancakes for us when we came home before Daddy arrived and she was given her presents! Here she is playing in her new Hello Kitty tent with her Peppa Pig wearing her “new” [it’s 2nd hand really!] bumblebee Issybear nappy!! She loved it, kept pointing out the bumblebees!!


March 4, 2011

Put Your Feet Up!

We all know the lifelong debate about who has a stronger pain threshold – men or women. There have been so many studies done trying to establish who can cope with it better, I’ve watched various studies including one that concluded that men can cope with more pain where women can endure pain for a longer period of time. It never really answers the question though, the real question is “Could a man go through labour”!!! As a women who laboured naturally, using only the birthing pool for relief, I know the true pain of labour and the endurance of it for 14.5 hrs which in the grand scheme of things isn’t that long compared to some women. I doubt very much that a man could endure that amount of pain for that long!! But then I’m biased! One man has gone to prove that men are the stronger sex by replicating labour and enduring it – Dr Andrew Rochford. Really he can only replicate half of labour because a lot of the pain is obviously felt by the cervix and muscles stretching to unbelievable proportions which they couldn’t replicate!

Although I don’t believe the video is wholly accurate on experience exactly what contractions and labour pains feel like, as they are internal rather than external, I think it’s definitely worth a watch! They do test their experiment on a mother of 4 to begin with to establish how “like labour” it really is. Go on, put your feet up and have a watch!

March 2, 2011

Bump & Glam: Lingerie

It seems that everywhere I look right now there is beautiful underwear… beautiful underwear that would not fit my ever-increasing, Earth-sized breasts!! It’s not a complaint, I’ve never had small boobs so when they’re a bit bigger it doesn’t make much difference. On thing I do find is that pretty underwear does NOT come in big sizes! What makes it worse is that I have a tiny back size – 30 – so it makes it even harder to find something that fits let alone one that looks pretty a the same time!!

It’s even more important to wear the right size bra when you’re pregnant and try to find one that isn’t underwired too as if it is [or if it’s too small] it can cause problems for your developing milk ducts. Fortunately when I was pregnant with Pandabear I discovered HotMilk lingerie, time to drool!! HotMilk are based in New Zealand but of course you’ll probably find a retailer near you [or there are some online stores] that sell the brand. I honestly cannot fault them, I feel sexy but like super nursing mama all at the same time!!

Another gorgeous brand that I ended up with accidentally is Amoralia who are based in the UK. They have even won a number of awards for their range.

HotMilk She Was Seemingly Unaware set

Bra: Reduced from £34.95 to £26.50 French Knickers: Reduced from £17.50 to 13.00 Both at HappyTinyBabies

Amoralia Black Cupcake Set

Bra: £34.50 Shorts: £15.00 Both from Mummy&LittleMe

Lilly Bliss Midnight Grace Set

Bra: £24.00 Shorts: £14.00 Both from Figleaves

Hopefully you found something to tempt your tastebuds, just remember to always get measured to make sure you’re ordering the right size!